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Accents - Down Down Down
03:06
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Someday, babe, we're gonna win this war
We'll have enough and never ask for more
Someway, babe, we're gonna take things slow
If you're leavin', darlin', won't you let me know?
The silence around will calm us down
When the blood in my mouth is pouring out
Pin me down, down, down if I feel like I'm losin' you
Take me down, down, down if I feel like I'm losin' you
Someday, babe, I'm gonna win this war
We'll build a life out of an open door
Someway I am gonna take things slow
If I'm leavin', darlin', I will let you know
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Accents - Running Wild
03:30
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I was out of reach
(But I was close to you)
I felt an urgency
(And that was nothing new)
'Cus time will fly or keep you guessing
Then I found my fears
(I think I saw them too)
I left them underground
(I dug that hole with you)
And our heads ran wild...
You carried your own weight before you fell for me
And you lost yourself in rhythm with a dying beat
You celebrated loneliness 'cus it's sometimes what we need
Looking back, we did all that we had to
So now you're all I need
(And now I sleep alright)
You stole my heart
(I let a feeling die)
'Cus time will always leave you waiting
I was on my feet
(And I had left the ground)
I planted all my seeds
(I let the rain fall down)
And our heads ran wild...
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Seems like fun we'd make in these moments
No one knew it change our lives
At times it felt like it had been broken
But keeping faith we held on tight
And when we play downtown
We’ll watch our sins fall on the floor
These thin walls knew all our first lines
But quick to tell we'd wish to hide
It wasn't long till our first time
Nervous hands unveil what we'd write
They'd never know
All we'd risk and throw, to the wind
Aint it crazy how things turn out as they do
You and I both know that I, I was always meant for you
The different names we were called, they gave us a chance to prove
May your heart always reside in the golden hours of youth
But when we go downtown
We knew that soon we would feel alright
Aint it crazy how things turn out like they do
You and I both know that I, I was always meant for you
All the different names we were called by those who knew
May your heart always reside in the dancing days of youth
You and I both know that I, I was always meant for you
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The Racer - Gremlins
05:18
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We go down
And on our way
I feel a change in me
The sun will fall
The lights spark on
And who I was is long, long, gone
We go down
To Gotham’s rage
Strength awakes in me
Over water drift the masses
In the search for something more
Through the tunnels their arriving holding hope
Endless Runner
The empire island waits for us
Slowly stirring
Here in the city that we love
She tells me I’m enough
We go down
Fled our cage
We want inside the screen
Know the ground we walk is sacred
Where the great mainlands divide
Over water, transformation while we burst
Endless Runner
The empire island waits for us
Slowly stirring
Here in the city that we love
We stand here waiting to fly
Knowing I’m likely to fall
I will fall
She said it’s the only way
The city walls are at your feet
The hall of glass is where we'll meet
I still believe there’s more to prove
All that remains is what we do
The city lights, the siren screams
Another try for worlds unseen
For better days for me and you
For better lives than what we knew
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The Racer - Rewinder
05:30
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Where are we going?
Where do we go?
No one can tell you
Nobody knows
Take some time now
While we’re allowed
While we glow
Tell me somehow
May the young crowd not grow old
So I said maybe
Maybe we’ll remember no one
But I don’t want to be forgotten
You and I must never change
Reckless and hopeful
The tireless choose
The roads that we drive on
The time I taught you
If they find out
Where we lie now
We can run
Last night in town
Leave there no doubt
It has begun
So I said maybe
Maybe we’ll remember no one
But I don’t want to be forgotten
You and I must never change
So tell me sweet thing
Tell me where we will be going
It’s hard enough to leave not knowing
Something's never wash away
So won’t you take me away?
If we’d only known
What we know now
Can you still recall?
Do you hear the sound?
Voices bound by joy
Hear them echo out
Over radios
May they reach you now
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The shelter I have is not enough for where we are
The moon hides its face every night, afraid to die
The calendar tells us to wait inside our cage
I'll laugh as they send me to hell for what I've done
The frames on the walls they come right down
And the light seeping through warms the ground
We carried ourselves to the rooms we were born in
But the doctors had nothing to say on a planned escape
I followed a hole in the earth to wait it out
The flames came to eat us alive and here we are
The frames on the walls they come right down
And the light seeping through warms the ground
The lines in the sand are all that's left
Of our divided land, so now we rest
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Accents Albany, New York
Accents was an indie-folk band on Deep Elm Records from 2012-2016 formed by TJ Foster of The Cast Before the Break. He no longer makes music under the moniker, but his new band E.R.I.E. sounds a bit like this.
Accents recommends:
Where We Are Now
by The Cast Before the Break
The first TCBTB record in over ten years!
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Don't Wanna Live, Don't Wanna Die
by E.R.I.E.
My new project, E.R.I.E. This record was born out of an unexpected stint in the hospital. Chock full of ruminations and existentialism.
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What a great mini-album this is, 5 songs, 5 favorite tracks. FYI: This band is currently named "Darling Valley", check them out on Bandcamp.
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Younger Years EP
by Paul De Leon
Hailing from Vienna, Austria, Paul De Leon combine the cool precision of pop with the satisfying thrum of modern indie rock.
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This may be Nate Kinsella's "dad record," but the array of experimental sounds and soulful songs on offer evidence a new creative peak.
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Sydney’s Mope City cranks out pitilessly slow-moving sludge rock, all slashing, snarling, and serrated riffing.
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