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1. |
Sick Of It
03:16
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Heart cold, lustful
Wanting to hold
something soulful
I’m so hollow
The animosity inside of me is honestly
the reason I’m afraid to say I’m reaching for reality
Realign my eyesight for when the daylight’s
illuminated, 'cause I hate it when it burns bright
Just sip it down don’t break down
In dreams you call
To tell me all
The pointless bits
And I’m getting sick of it
Sick of it (x2)
Heart cold, lustful
Wanting to hold
something not so
bland and borrowed
They’re so immaculate these habits that I have
It’s like I’m acting in a calibrated panic driven habitat
And then the aftermath is added to the bloodbath,
bathing all I see
In dreams you call
To tell me all
The pointless bits
And i’m getting sick of it
Sick of it
So subdued in this room,
I long to long for you
I can’t construe my view of you
In dreams you call
To tell me all
The pointless bits
And i’m getting sick of it
Sick of it
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2. |
Sitting On The Edge
04:12
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Crack your window a tad for me
I’d like to breathe in the breeze
I used to not understand, but now I do
You need to get into the groove
Just shake those shoulders, lose your attitude
You cut your laces to remove your shoes
‘Cause I’m less scared to hang my toes over the edge of a cliff,
than over the foot of my bed
I paved the road you’re driving through my head
Find a new place to hide, you’re not allowed inside
Take a look and tell me if you think it’s fine here
Is there something wrong dear?
There’s a comfort when you’re sitting on the edge,
and you’re saying what’s been said
I know it’s all in my head,
But the scratches on the door
are even further from a cure
for this disease
that doesn’t cease to amaze me
But, I know I must go home
The show goes on
I’ve gotta find my way out
of here
There’s despair sitting there,
but you don’t seem to care
'Cause I’m less scared to hang my toes over the edge of a cliff,
than over the foot of my bed
But let’s be fair,
‘cause with the wind that’s in your hair,
There’s a clarity that soon consumes me
The subtle rush
of the blood that makes you blush
proves your elegance is truly suiting
You paved the road I drove through all these nights
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3. |
Color
04:20
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Shimmering with virtue and desire
While the fire’s burning bright
But with this disguise
There’s nowhere else to hide
My mind’s cold and contrite,
And nothing feels right
Elegant and glistening as I fizzle
You’re a riddle, not yet read
But you’re stuck in my head,
All night long
I can’t hold on
Let me go
But nothing was said,
when you had me misled
I started over again
We’ll only be friends
My face burns and I know I should turn away
I would much rather leave but I need to stay
Stay awake and replace your mistakes
with the colors that bleed
from the back of the fireplace
But I still don’t know why
you made me close my eyes
My face burns and I know I should turn away
I would much rather leave but I need to stay
Stay awake and replace your mistakes
with the colors that bleed
from the back of the fireplace
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4. |
You're Not The Girl
03:39
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Repeat please, don’t retreat this striptease
You’re pretty, so pretty, don’t trick me
Inactive action,
Repulsive passion,
Release me please
You’re always acting,
I’m always panting,
You’re such a tease
You’re not the girl, you’re not the girl
Reflections in sections beneath the blue
Warm liquids, so timid
I’m sinking through
My sorrow enhances,
These hollow advances,
I can’t undo
This river’s massive,
And we’re just passing,
and pushing through
You’re not the girl I thought you were
Despite the fumes from gloomy afternoons,
I still assume that everything is alright
I’ll consume the death that blooms
inside the rooms of your imagination
Boost the fuzz, and snitch, and snug,
and mumble and shrug,
it’s all just because
You’re not the girl I thought you were
You’re not the girl for me,
Apparently (x4)
Release love, don’t tease us,
please lock the door
My throat’s cut, you’ve found what
you’re looking for
You’re not the girl, but I thought you were
And it’s alright
Shaking through the night
Still and cold as ice
Holding tight to waking dreams
It seems to me, apparently
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5. |
Soak
04:25
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Cold moon
Cold moon
I approach
I approach
Cold moon
Cold moon
Stay afloat
Stay afloat
It’s hard to look away
From sorrow and decay
Soak my poisoned frame
Wash the waves away
Cold moon
Cold moon
Blue and white,
Parasite
Cold moon
Cold moon
Please don’t bite
You were right
It’s hard to look away
From sorrow and decay
Soak my poisoned frame
Wash the waves away
Take my broken blade
Put my mind to waste
Soak my poisoned frame
Take away the pain
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6. |
Leave It All Behind
03:30
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You thought I knew about him and you
And I’m trying to image that you’d thought it through
and not just assumed
No voices sound the same,
but what’s said doesn’t change
So I’m left with scraps and matches,
nothing else remains
You’re cruel for asking what has got me down
(you’re bringing me down)
But in the other room there’s people who have lost their fucking minds
Thinking that tonight was so divine
But I think I’d rather leave it all behind
Against the wall,
I lean and stall
And I told myself I wouldn’t do this no more,
but that was before
I could have guessed that he’d be on your chest
I should suggest a better place to put your head to rest
It seemed to be, not a necessity
It seems like everybody,
Everybody wants to be the people who have lost their fucking minds
Thinking that tonight was so divine
But I think I’d rather leave it all behind
Rewind the night
It’s black and white
‘Cause the textures that used to reside your mind
were left behind
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Dead, and sinking and sinking so think
Get my mind and my body in sync
Evolving to not go extinct
It’s best not to blink
Drown, encased in a nightmare
Down, beneath the bottom of nowhere
Collecting gazes and stares from across the room
Don’t seduce these dormant problems
that blossom nauseous toxins
Making it hard to see clearly at night
I cannot rewind
Cold and shivering ‘till I turn blue
Hold my breath while absorbing the view
Pay attention and don’t miss my cue
Sinking often into solitude
Don’t seduce these dormant problems
that blossom nauseous toxins
Making it hard to see clearly at night
I cannot rewind
I wanna hold you ‘till my arms go cold
It’s not about what’s right
Your short shorts and hypnotizing eyes
I wanna hold you ‘till my arms go cold
It’s not about what’s right
Your short shorts and hypnotizing eyes
Ignite the light that helps me see at night
Warm sensations inside of my mind,
Form emotions that crawl deep inside,
and make me think everything’s fine
Seduce these dormant problems
Those nauseous toxins blossom
It’s hard for me to see clearly at night
I cannot rewind
It’s not the time to circle ‘round my mind
Without a light to help me see at night
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8. |
Follow Along
04:26
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Walk like a lunatic, messed up and loving it
Serrated edges make the messages a little less dull
Views through the oculus, can twist the images
The liquid fizzes so it isn’t gonna be a glassful
Lead me on
Take a breath
Hear me when I say that I’ve been pacing
‘cause the spacings don’t seem right
All night, all night long,
I cannot fall asleep 'cause when I do I can’t follow along
The wire that I’m walking on is way to fucking long
Quietly turn me on
I can’t move on
Psychotic pessimist, drowning and loving it
So quick to say “no”, so say “no”, now
It’s time to be dismissed
I promise I insist
Please don’t approach
Lead me on
Take a breath
It’s so lonely in this mess
I don’t know what to say
I’ll think out loud and clear my mind
I have found that time’s not kind
Hold my breath and twitch my eyes
Knowing death doesn’t wear a disguise
Hear me when I say that I’ve been pacing
‘cause the spacings don’t seem right
All night, all night long,
I cannot fall asleep 'cause when I do I can’t follow along
The wire that I’m walking on is way to fucking long
Quietly, turn me on
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9. |
During The Witching Hour
02:35
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So, sensuous paradise,
so anxious to tantalize,
Give me all the pins
that hold your mystic whims
Spinning single sided dice
when those grinning lips collide
Hide the prize beneath your skin so deep within
But I’ve tried to ignore
this one sided rapport
Take my time and show me what it’s for
Watch and gaze and wonder
Washing photos under
haze and borrowed blunder
I’ve been tamed through slumber
I’ve awoke from Slumber
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Lone Thunder Cleveland, Ohio
Alternative Indie Rock solo project from Cleveland, OH since 2018. All studio music is written, recorded, performed, and mixed by Mason Nozik. The only goal is to have fun and make people happy!
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