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lyrics
There's a cold in my bones,
Like the earlier days of this year,
Still, I'm trying to keep a clear mind,
'Cause I fear you won't like what's inside.
In that blackness I feel free,
Drinking for therapy,
Another hole in this family,
Every father I love will eventually leave me.
I've always said,
"There are worse places to watch the sun set",
Up here in the West.
Onwards, and upwards!
To that tallest peak.
Speaking ill of these streets,
Like this sickness is hereditary,
Not a product of my self-esteem,
Or the friends that just deserted me.
There's a cold in my bones,
But I can feel it fading.
I won't bear this burden alone,
And I'm not giving in,
Move on to better things.
Shelter from the wind,
Soft hands on my skin,
Warmth to break the cold,
I can feel it in my bones.
credits
released August 29, 2014
Written, recorded and produced by Chronographs. Drums engineered by George Lever @ G1 Productions, and recorded at The Ladder Factory. Mixed and Mastered by George Lever.
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supported by 4 fans who also own “The Tallest Peak (August)”
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego