Here's three random bands of mine.
Battles (listen to "Tonto")
Oucho Sparks (listen to "Grey")
The Twilight Sad (listen to "That Summer At Home I Had Become The Invisible Boy")
<span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%">Lyrics</span>
No lyrics to
"Tonto"
"Grey"
They call me grey because I'm grey
They say so shiny grey
They made me from German cars
And photographs and epitaphs
Of all their favorite dogs
Well I can think and talk and sink but I cannot see
Oh oh
I am blind not because my eyes are broke or covered up
But I am blind because I was designed with no eyes at all
I am blind not because my eyes are broke or covered up
But I am blind because I was designed with no eyes at all
People ask why I don't smile
I say I can't smile
My face was not made that way
But in truth I refuse to smile
Because I can't cry without eyes
Ah ah
Drown, drown me so I can weep
I am blind not because my eyes are broke or covered up
But I am blind because I was designed with no eyes at all
I am blind not because my eyes are broke or covered up
But I am blind because I was designed with no eyes at all
Please go away, I can't see you anyway
Please go away, I can't see you anyway
Drown, drown me so I can weep
"That Summer At Home I Had Become The Invisible Boy"
I'm 14, and you know,
That I'm looking the wrong way
And is the past outside
Or in this lovely home
A strong father figure
And with her heart of gold
A loving mother, a loving mother
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
Kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The cunt sits at his desk
And he's plotting away
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
I'm 14, and you know,
That I've learned the easy way
Some stupid decisions
And with it a broken heart
And they're sitting around the table
And they're talking behind your back
A loving mother, a loving mother
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they've broken in
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
Kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The cunt sits at his desk
And he's plotting away
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom