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oh god another one
02:44
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this song is about the summer and the rooftop scene in sky high
been thinking about yourself and me
thinking bout the towns we had to leave
thinking about the times we don't listen
graveyards they feel like twiight we're missing
all of the things to you then don't mean anything
to anyone else but you
trying to keep myself away
from all the ways you’ve been led astray
i wont learn
thinking about the times we don't listen
graveyards they feel like twiight we're missing
all of the things to you then don't mean anything
to anyone else but you
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party
03:02
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a song about three shows: the last ER show, a hardcore gig at the greek in somerville, and a screamo show i saw at the farm. it is also about the party scene in sky high
nights like these where the pavement it sticks to my feet
i cast the rest of the light out on the street
i should put on a jacket or something its warm but i feel self conscious if my arms are bare
sorry i left the party
my skin it crawls when they touch me
that night at the er i couldn't keep myself together i was leaving soon
i went to a different show than my friends
i hung out alone except this guy i met
we all really liked screamo so we thrashed around in that basement
sorry i left the party
my skin it crawls when they touch me
that night at the er i couldn't keep myself together i was leaving soon
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one of these things
02:04
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this is about nature, layla from sky high, summer nights, and nostalgia
rhetoric it cuts like knives
found another thing to catch
i used to get sick of this
but we're running out of germs
holding hands isn't scary anymore
not a single thing feels right in this
ozone smells like harmony
with the vibrance rhapsody in green
violence never cured the rain
or the memories of fathers shame
can you feel it underneath your feet
can't you theres no one left to be
from the hills and all the trees
form a band and make a zine
just don't forget to call us first
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4. |
lids
02:27
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literally a song about nothing
you can't say its not that bad
because the lids are on the jars
and theres something that you cant unwind
and thats nothing compared to when you die
a feeling of complacency
when you should be moving actively
boots made of leather
aren't made for your suit of leaves
covered from head to toe
in the edges of the earth
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5. |
write some songs
00:46
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fuck it
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a song about will stronghold , the protagonist from sky high
find that its in you
your parents fame
you shouldnt have to have it
to make it in ways
powerless or not you’re valuable still
and anyone who doesnt think so
should just learn to chill out
and find that something in them
focus on passing chem
will stronghold you’ll pull through in the end
look out for layla but she’s not your only friend
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Hugh Schmidt Tacoma, Washington
ORTHODOXXER / silly punk/outsider bullshit
profile photo by omari spears
hwschmidt99@gmail.com for booking
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