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from demo by goodnight/goodluck

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Ships are in the harbor
Quiet, drifting out to sea
Sleeping without worry
Cling to former glory

Antennas on the rooftop,
Streaming all the lonely ends
Scratching out the hard parts
Silent when they're comforting

Give me, something, anything
Kill the buzzing in my ears
Spiraling and circling
Down and through this wayward drain
This wayward drain

What are you waiting for?
Shouting down crowded rooms
Words mixed with static
We exist in noise

Straight to the heart of it
Sifting through the broken glass
Weaving through static
Three dots, three dash, three dots.

You can't pretend
that you can abstain
Your hands are bound
Our tongues are tied.

The sirens ring
The streets are empty
We let it come to this
Apathetic generation

What are you waiting for?
Shouting down crowded rooms
Words mixed with static
We exist in noise

Straight to the heart of it
Sifting through the broken glass
Weaving through static
Three dots, three dash, three dots.

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from demo, track released April 14, 2017
Lyrics: Zrinsky
Music: Brown, Puleo, Taylor, Verdibello, Zrinsky

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small graves Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

small graves creates a frenzied mix of Iron Chic and Japandroids anthemic punk rock with a healthy dose of indie rock sincerity from bands like Tokyo Police Club and Death Cab for Cutie. Add to that the raw, gritty sound of 90s alt-rock bands like The Toadies and Silverchair, and you get a sound that feels nostalgic and familiar while tilling new sonic grounds. ... more

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