1. |
None Of Us
02:38
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None of us really know what's going on,
None of us really know what's going on.
We're floating on this big blue rock,
Heading for the sun.
None of us really know what's going on.
None of us really know what's going on.
What if we're all stuck in our final days?
Just drifting through this pointless state.
Our governments are all failing, no one has a clue
None of us really knows what we should do.
None of us really know what's going on,
None of us really know what's going on.
We're floating on this big blue rock,
Heading for the sun.
None of us really know what's going on.
None of us really know what's going on.
How many days and nights must pass,
Until we break through the tinted glass,
Until we break free from this cage?
Oh I'm amazed, oh I'm amazed that.
None of us really know what's going on,
None of us really know what's going on.
We're floating on this big blue rock,
Heading for the sun.
None of us really know what's going on.
None of us really know what's going on.
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2. |
Die Young
03:28
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Look what you've done to yourself,
You're violently falling apart.
You live everyday in your shell,
You live everyday without heart.
And you know, this is the song that I sing,
To myself in the mirror, every morning.
The reflection isn't much clearer,
Staring through the eyes, of self loathing.
I can't shake the feeling, we're all supposed to die young.
Fields of flowers, dreaming, we're all in love with giving up.
You can't stand the sight of yourself,
You'd end it all if you were smart.
You live everyday in your shell,
You live everyday without heart.
And you know, this is the song that I sing,
To myself in the mirror, every evening.
The reflection isn't much clearer,
Staring through these eyes, ever grieving.
I can't shake the feeling, we're all supposed to die young.
Fields of flowers, dreaming, we're all in love with giving up.
I can't shake the feeling, we're all supposed to die young.
Fields of flowers, dreaming, we're all in love with giving up.
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3. |
Irish Goodbye
02:59
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They won't search for me,
They don't know that I left the party hours ago.
Just a cloud of smoke,
I hate to stay, it's just easier to go.
On my own again,
I can't help it you dont understand.
It's just my kind of exit.
Not sticking around.
My irish, irish goodbye,
I'm off to party alone, just I and I.
They won't search for me,
I hate to stay, I just had to go.
Just a cloud of smoke,
They don't know, I left the party hours ago.
On my own again,
I can't help it you dont Understand.
It's just my kind of exit.
Not sticking around.
My irish, irish goodbye,
I'm off to party alone, just I and I.
Under bedsheets, with my baby,
Asleep by 10pm, is where I'll be.
My irish, irish goodbye,
I'm off to party alone, just I and I.
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4. |
WDYG
03:43
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We used to ride our bikes to each other's house,
and fall asleep on the floor,
Playing with our trading cards,
and listening to Metallica.
Tear up the woods behind your place,
Make the old stables our home base.
We'd have adventures that lasted days,
Oh where the hell did you go?
Where the hell did you go?
Oh brother where'd you go?
Oh brother where'd you go?
I thought my son would call you uncle,
But your face you never show.
Oh brother where'd you go?
Oh brother where'd you go?
I thought about you today,
Watching the falling snow.
Where the hell did you go?
You moved to a small town up north,
about an hour away,
And got a job that you love,
Going to day to day to day.
Then she broke your heart,
gave you back your ring.
You missed my wedding day,
Oh where the hell did you go?
Where the hell did you go?
Oh brother where'd you go?
Oh brother where'd you go?
I thought my son would call you uncle,
But your face you never show.
Oh brother where'd you go?
Oh brother where'd you go?
I thought about you today,
Watching the falling snow.
Where the hell did you go?
Oh brother where'd you go?
Oh brother where'd you go?
My son would call you uncle,
But your face you never show.
Oh brother where'd you go?
Oh brother where'd you go?
I thought about you today,
Watching the falling snow.
Where the hell did you go?
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Drifting Thing Youngstown, Ohio
Playing in local punk acts Dakota Spells Disaster and Awful Honesty for the better part of a decade helped to shape Drifting
Thing's songwriting style; personal, emotional and a little bit punk.
Highly influenced by artists like Matt Skiba, Anthony Raneri, Frank Turner and Chuck Ragan, Drifting Thing's brand of acoustic/folk can be driving without the distortion.
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