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Way Out
03:02
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How do you climb out from a dark pit?
Fell in so deep, gonna drown and you know it
Stretch your face up, try to catch a little sun,
Your friends are all in love and they’re having fun
They can’t save you, they can’t save you, they can’t save you now
You’ll find a way out, find a way out, find a way out somehow
Forget that lover, go call your mother, go out and dance and drink
There’s no other way to recover till you find a shrink
Get to the doctor, get you some pills
Strange dreams haunt your night, by day there’s weird thrills
What magic cocktail will bring you the light?
Brain chemical rollercoaster, are you all right?
Can they save you, can they save you, can they save you now?
You’ll find a way out, find a way out, find a way out somehow
They say I’m sorry you’re feeling lonely, that you’re feeling down
Gotta fly out, maybe drive out, get the f outta town
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Slime Diamonds
02:48
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You reached out through the crowd, and slyly grabbed my hand,
We didn't use words, but you knew I’d understand
Two minute conversation leaves me weak in the knees
Do you wanna take me home, are you just a careless cruel tease?
You’re leaning back with that cigarette, my mind is doing nervous pirouettes
Is this just another wild goose chase?
I think you want me by the look on your face
All day I fantasize about your slime diamond eyes
And I’ll let you tell me lies, ‘cause when you look at me my heart flies
My friend said you’re no good, you’re doing coke & popping pills
Out on tour with the boys, you're banging dozens of girls
I’d risk devastation just to get you in my bed, tattoo your name on my skin
and play your records till I’m dead
Will I go against my own right mind, in search of love that I’m not likely to find?
Let’s go out looking cool, though we’re both secretly nerds
You be Brian Jones, I’ll be Anita Pallenberg
All day I fantasize about your slime diamond eyes
Go on, tell me stupid lies, ‘cause you’re my sweet punk rock prize
Now that we’ve loved, my affection has soured
You stay out drinking till the wee wee hours
Talking trash like you’re just fourteen
Your hands & your clothes reek of nicotine
But I still fantasize about your slime diamond eyes
I knew that you'd tell me lies, until infatuation dies
Until infatuation dies,
I know that you wanna die!
Oooh wah ooh
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Little Snake
03:02
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I have a little snake all twisted up inside, everybody wants to see her shed her skin
Her tiny tongue and fangs seek out what’s been long denied,
And if you try to kill her, she’ll just be born again
I have a little snake all twisted up inside, crawling under rocks and striking here and there
Stretch her jaws and swallow, she will be satisfied
Cold-blooded and strong-bodied, a reptile doesn’t care
Mama, oh Mama, how do I get out?
A terror like this one will make me scream and shout
Don’t leave me, Father, how will I make it right?
Numb the pleasure center and torture me all night,
Numb the pleasure center and torture me all night
Took my love to the hospital and laid him on the floor
In the back of a cold room I made him beg for more
Morning comes for everyone and I awoke in shame
Sparkling eyes still hypnotize but I forgot his name
I have a little snake all twisted up inside
Next to a cactus heart and ragged wildflower
She never shows her face, although she never lies
In a world like this, my snake’s my only power
Mama, oh Mama, how do I get out?
A terror like this one will make me scream and shout
Don’t leave me, Father, how will I make it right?
Numb the pleasure center and torture me all night,
Numb the pleasure center and torture me all night
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Trashman
03:31
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I’m a warrior Aphrodite, honey you can bet on it
If you can’t say you love me, just tell me that I’m cool as shit
I'll throw out my expectations, ‘cause they burden you down
My one motivation, go wild and run around
Pretty baby, will you be my trashman?
Drive up to my house in the middle of the night
We can do it, do it in the trashcan
Rolling in garbage makes me feel all right
I’ll swallow my caution, ‘cause you’re a stranger to trust
I’m full of pent-up frustrations, & you’re an object of lust
These are hazy emotions, it’s too late, I can’t think
Put your big arms around me, won’t you pour me a drink?
Pretty baby, will you be my trashman?
Drive up to my house in the middle of the night
We can do it, do it in the trashcan
Rolling in garbage makes me feel all right
Pretty baby, will you be my trashman?
Drive up to my house in the middle of the night
Use it up, just throw it in the trashcan
Rolling in garbage makes me feel all right
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Prom Threat Austin, Texas
Prom Threat are a punk rock trio from Austin, TX. New EP "Firewalker" is due out in 2024!
Current lineup:
Anna- guitar & vox
Sara- bass & vox
Ran- drums
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