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Run

from Thirteen by Crocodile God

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I’m sick of fighting in the afternoon,
A streak of lightning plays the lonely wooden spoon,
And I’m not seeing any social ease,
The wind is spinning as it sits inside the trees, and

A thousand screams amidst the sun,
An open casket with the body of your gun,
Did you run?

I’m sick of fighting in the afternoon,
A streak of lightning plays the lonely wooden spoon,
And I’m not seeing any social ease,
The wind is spinning as it sits inside the trees, and

A thousand screams amidst the sun,
The broken dreams arrest the fun,
An open casket with the body of your gun,
Passed the eyes of one,
To castellate the sun, oh no,
You know you tried to run.

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from Thirteen, released July 6, 2019

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Brassneck Records Cardiff, UK

Brassneck Records began life in 2010 as a punk vinyl distro via a spare bedroom in a terraced house in Cardiff (UK). 2013 (finally) saw Brassneck attain "label" status with the release of the debut LP from Chestnut Road (technically the 3rd release on the label). ... more

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