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Bruised bones and an ego
On the rocks, yeah I know
They wind you up and let you go
Waiting for your mind to blow
Yeah I get how it is
All the doom-laden messages
One idea keeps you up at night
What if everything goes right?
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You need to figure out where you are
You hit a low and went too far
Looking for a redemption arc
And you can’t find one
Everyone whispering in your ear
Telling you to play it smart
Looking for a redemption arc
Before you come undone
But there’s no easy route
There’s just ways through
Bashed up but right back again
You’ve returned to the start
Looking for a redemption arc
And you can’t find one
Everyone with an opinion
Telling you the future’s stark
Looking for a redemption arc
Before you come undone
But there’s no dead certs
There’s just wild bets
But you got
Bruised bones and an ego
On the rocks, yeah I know
They wind you up and let you go
Waiting for your mind to blow
Yeah I get how it is
All the doom-laden messages
But one idea keeps you up at night
What if everything goes right?
Everyone whispering in your ear
Telling you to play your part
Looking for a redemption arc
But you can’t find one
Throwing everything at the wall
Fumbling around in the dark
Looking for a redemption arc
Before you come undone
But there’s no easy route
There’s just ways through
But you got
Bruised bones and an ego
On the rocks, yeah I know
They wind you up and let you go
Waiting for your mind to blow
Yeah I get how it is
All the doom-laden messages
But one idea keeps you up at night
What if everything goes right?
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3. |
Escape Hatch Fever
04:02
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Another strange day
Feeding the machine
You feel so tired and wired
What you’d give
For some revelry
A cupful of booze
A bellyful of fire
Wide eyes
Wide minds
Wide arms
Pulling you close not
Cold hearts
Cold stares
Cold dread
Making you morose
You got escape hatch fever
You need a way out fast
You got one eye on the exit door
You got escape hatch fever
You won’t repeat the past
You’re ready to try some
Risk and reward
Punchdrunk
Bleeding for the machine
You feel
So strung out and wrung out
What you’d give
For some revelry
A pocketful of cash
An end to this drought
All eyes
All ears
All minds on you
Far away
Far from here
Far beyond
What you’re going through
You got escape hatch fever
You need a way out fast
You got one eye on the exit door
You got escape hatch fever
You won’t repeat the past
You’re ready to try some
Risk and reward
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Can’t find peace
Can’t find rest
Can’t find sense
In the age of excess
Too much noise
Endless choice
Where’s your voice
In the clamour and mess
Feel the burn
Heavy twists and turns
Knowledge spurned
With so much to access
You need fire
You need focus
You need a rest from the screens that broke us
It’s all distraction
You want to flee it
You look for truth but you just don’t see it
Yeah you can’t find the sense in the age of excess
Gone awry
Gone amiss
Something’s wrong in the age of excess
Steals your energy
Robs your thoughts
Keeps you lost in the ones and the noughts
You can’t find peace
Can’t find rest
You can’t remember what you said you’d accept
You need fire
You need focus
You need a rest from the screens that broke us
It’s all distraction
You want to flee it
You look for truth but you just don’t see it
Yeah you can’t find the sense in the age of excess
Robs your mind and steals your thoughts
It keeps you lost in the ones and the noughts
You need fire
You need focus
You need a rest from the screens that broke us
It’s all distraction
You want to flee it
You look for truth but you just don’t see it
Yeah you can’t find the sense in the age of excess
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5. |
Vagus Nerve
04:20
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Johnny’s been caught out
One too many times
Now he’s gone and fried his brain
Johnny’s in a tailspin
Headed for the dirt
Never going to be the same
They say
You gotta relax, you gotta learn
The potential of
Your Vagus Nerve
You gotta relax, you gotta learn
The potential of
Your Vagus Nerve
Before the ground comes up to meet you
The ground comes up to meet you
The ground comes up to meet you
Before the ground comes up to meet you
You’ve been staring in the mirror
Looking for some sense
But all you ever see is lines
You’ve been flailing in the night-time
Burnt out and intense
Too many ties that bind
They say
You gotta relax, you gotta learn
The potential of
Your Vagus Nerve
You gotta relax, you gotta learn
The potential of
Your Vagus Nerve
Before the ground comes up to meet you
The ground comes up to meet you
The ground comes up to meet you
Before the ground comes up to meet you
So breathe easy
Calm your mind
And clear your head
They say
Trust in the gurus
They got your back
When you see red…
You gotta relax, you gotta learn
The potential of
Your Vagus Nerve
You gotta relax, you gotta learn
The potential of
Your Vagus Nerve
Before the ground comes up to meet you
The ground comes up to meet you
The ground comes up to meet you
Before the ground comes up to meet you
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6. |
Full Tilt Revival
03:52
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You say break me out
You want to be revived
You were tending to the engines
When the world took a dive
Breaking and mending
Falling and fending
Off the spectres of ancient dreams
A series of cut scenes
You don’t want a placebo
Or some idealised heaven
You just need your real life
Turned up to eleven
Breaking and mending
The cycle’s unending
You need a cleansing tide
You need to be revived
You will not hold your tongue
You need more than simple survival
You will not hold your tongue
You’re long past due a full tilt revival
And no-one’s gonna stand in your way
You say hear me out
You won’t be denied
You won’t succumb to distraction
While the camera lies
Pointing and shooting
Stealing and looting
All the angles on your dreams
A series of green screens
You don’t want a film fantasy
Or big fame to beckon
You just need your real life
Turned up to eleven
Pointing and shooting
It’s all just diluting
What you feel you have inside
You won’t be denied
You will not hold your tongue
You need more than simple survival
You will not hold your tongue
You’re long past due a full tilt revival
And no-one’s gonna stand in your way
No-one’s gonna stand in your way, yeah
You will not hold your tongue
You need more than simple survival
You will not hold your tongue
You’re long past due a full tilt revival
And no-one’s gonna stand in your way
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I upend the drink
And turn the cup
She reads my tea leaves and
Gives me a look
They say the act of looking
Changes the state
Til then you’re neither here nor there
I guess I can relate
She says while others spin their wheels you live by your wits
You live by your wits
And you alone choose the table at which you sit
She says you can’t pretend
To know your own mind
When the only things that matter are
Perspective, circumstance and time
She says you got a clear head coming
And a make or break
A decision that you can’t undo
A choice you can’t unmake
But while others spin their wheels you live by your wits
You live by your wits
And you alone choose the table at which you sit
And you know
You can never sit on your hands
Wherever you go
You got to understand
While others spin their wheels you live by your wits
You live by your wits
And you alone choose the table at which you sit
Well I see vivid colour
I smell heavy scents
And as for cold, hard logic
You wonder where it went
She said you got a real thing coming
Coming down the pipe
But it’s a long long road
And a cold cold night
But while others spin their wheels you live by your wits
You live by your wits
And you alone choose the table at which you sit
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You
You’re marching through the maze
A maze
All of your own making
And I
I’m caught up in a daze
And we
We just aren’t relating
There’s always another motive
There’s always another meaning
Always another way that
We’re deceived or deceiving
You have fallen down every last rabbit hole
You see conspiracies in everything
And just when I think you’ve lost your mind
You prove you’re the scattershot comeback king
Just enough reality
To keep your mind limber and free
Just enough reality
To keep your mind limber and free
I thought you had been consumed
But here you are back in the room
I thought you were too far gone
But here you are still clinging on
You have fallen down every last rabbit hole
You see conspiracies in everything
And just when I think you’ve lost your mind
You prove you’re the scattershot comeback king
Marching through the maze
You’re marching through the maze
Marching through the maze
You’re marching through a maze
You have fallen down every last rabbit hole
You see conspiracies in everything
And just when I think you’ve lost your mind
You prove you’re the scattershot comeback king
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Hey look up, hey look up
There’s a spectre will appear
Hey look round, it’s the ghost
Of all you wanted to be this year
Hey listen well, hey listen well
But there’s a pounding in your ear
And I can’t tell, I can’t tell is that
Elation, is it fear?
I can’t pull my mind away
I can’t pull my eyes away
From the last blood moon of the year
Hey face up, hey face up
Break the bonds and bridge the schism
You wear it well, you’re wearing it well
What’s pulling at you is magnetism
Hey look up, hey look up
An apparition will emerge
You are here, you are alive
As the tide begins to turn
I can’t pull my mind away
I can’t pull my eyes away
From the last blood moon of the year
And heavy hangs the air tonight
There’s a fire in your blood
You’d fold yourself into the sky
If you only could
I can’t pull my mind away
I can’t pull my eyes away
From the last blood moon of the year
It’s the last blood moon of year
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10. |
Reprise (Outro)
01:19
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It’s the last blood moon of the year…
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Gozer Goodspeed Plymouth, UK
Gozer Goodspeed is a Plymouth-born indie blues-folk-rock singer/songwriter. Likes: caffeine, hats, and guitar strings that don't break easily. "Gozer Goodspeed is a major talent" - MicroMusicReviews.com
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