1. |
Fathers
04:35
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Can’t stop
Thinking
I’m just
Wasting
My time
Thinking
The sun is
Dipping
So were waking up slowly
Not getting ahead
Fathers showing their fury
Without thinking instead
Saying it louder now, I'm just feeling ill, and I don’t want it back
See the veins on them, they bleed, for you, for you
This turn
Breaking
The gears
Grinding
All my
Insides
Slowly
Binding
So were waking up slowly
Not getting ahead
Fathers showing their fury
Without thinking instead
Say it always makes sense
Saying it louder now, I'm just feeling ill, and I don’t want it back
See the veins on them, they bleed, for you, for you
A lesson you will never learn
at taking all the right turns
It’s coming up now
So you’ve got a story now
And it's making all this sense
But you’re coming up short
Say it always makes
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2. |
Time
04:33
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I cannot
Be on your side
Intentions are good
Look closer
Closer than that
Look closer than that
Listen to me
I'm always
I'm always on time
I'm always on time
It feel like it's taking over
It's always sinking in
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3. |
Preludes
02:53
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I can't
Describe the same
Situation
I’m in
Left a part
The same
I’m here
A pain
Reaching out
Suffocate
Breathless
Preludes
Reaching out, I’m breathless
We are all
Coming back
We are all coming back
Lessons
Map this out
Education
I’m in
Eastern walls
The same
They fall
A pain
Reaching out
Suffocate
Breathless
Preludes
Reaching out, I’m breathless
We are all
Coming back
We are all coming back
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4. |
Leashes
04:51
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A witness
The Hit List
Intentions
Askew
Indecent
Forgiveness
The lawful
Confused
Sifting through the words on screen
Sinking in as sides divide
Leashes on, I must behave
Dogs run wild, I’m told to stay
Right here, right now, breaking in breaking out
It's all the same
The optics
For children
For prudence
Astray
A countdown
To nothing
A violent
Display
Sifting through the words on screen
Sinking in as sides divide
Leashes on, I must behave
Dogs run wild, I’m told to stay
Right here, right now, breaking in breaking out
It's all the same
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5. |
Open Door
04:33
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Count down on them
My only friends
We needed them
To begin
The subtlety of facial tics
the waiting room
an open door
I can finally rest
An overcoat
for every mood
A place to show
There's none of you
A simple wave
Was all I had
But points of shame
As gratitude
I can finally rest
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Haulm New York
Haulm is a collaboration between vocalist/composer, JT Norton, and electronic producer, Reed Kackley (BAILE). Their style meshes minimal electronic compositions, influenced by downtempo & techno, with honest and intimate vocals. Blending modular sounds with analog synthesizers & foley sfx, Haulm write music that fuses a sense of sincerity together with a desire to create compelling dance grooves. ... more
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