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Boozehounds
03:25
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From this angle I come undone
I bruised my knuckles but I think the bottle won
Treat me like a punching bag
These whiskey lips are all I have
I see red, I see red
I won't be throwing in the towel yet
Cheers, let's drink till last call
These leather gloves are wearing me down
Another round, another round
My liver won't have it out
Booze hounds
Taking shots and keeping calm
Go off like an Irish car bomb
I see red, I see red
This old dog's still got something left
Hungover on the ropes
Trying to keep my liquor down
Another round, another round
Sober up, we're going home
From this angle I come undone
Bruised my knuckles but I think the bottle won
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Indian Queen
03:19
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You never wear any color
But I always thought you looked best in
Reds and blues
Your eyes are dark as the night
They cut right through
I see myself inside of them
And I've been loving you
Since I was seventeen, my
Indian Queen
La la la la
You never wear any jewelry
It irritates the skin
That I'm always eager to jump right in
We'll waste away in your dad's restaurant
All throughout the winter
And I think that I could just stay here forever
As long as it's with you
Bohemian chic
And everything must go
Iota rho, Marie
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In Limbo
03:15
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I was only passing through
But I found myself here
This location, location, location,
With a perfect view
This cul-de-sac brings me back
To Sullivan Drive
We used to take the long way round
So we could talk a while
This old neighborhood's been
Left in ruins
It's a place I used to call my
Home
I was only stopping by
To drop things off
This nostalgia, nostaglia, nostalgia
Always came with a kiss
The rocking chairs and careful stares
From the front porch
Oh trampoline beauty queen
You know what I mean?
This old neighborhood's been
Left in ruins
It's a place I used to call my
Home
Birth of a hurricane headed north
A bullet proof system but it didn't work
Water pressure's rising on the subway floor
Tell me now God what was this for?
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4. |
Diagnose Me
04:08
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I'm falling through
With pictures of you
They come alive tonight
Now come alive tonight
You're at ease
The way you breathe is so
The way you breathe is so heavily
Don't forget to
Dot that cursive I
Diagnose me with some kind of sympathy
Cause I'm not living yet
It's all because of you
No alibis
So say your last goodbyes
Or tell me where you were
Tell me where you were that night
So how do you plead?
When this whole jury finds you
This whole jury finds you guilty
Don't forget to
Dot that cursive I
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Brother
03:03
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As we grow old things get weird
Let's sit and decide who's still real inside
Brother
I know I made you feel unwanted
But I want you now
I can't stop
As we look back we'll regret
Who we used to be and who we are now
I can't stop
Home sweet home
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Andorra Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Alternative rock from Philadelphia, PA.
Kevin McCall
Jordan Petrellis
Michael Trycieckyj
Dante DiLoreto
instagram: @andorra_music
twitter: @andorramusic
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