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Black Box

by Tracer Flare

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1.
Food Chain 03:23
Food chain Sometimes I wish I was bigger Sometimes I wish I ran faster Sometimes I wish I was already there Sometimes I wish I owned the moon to trade it for a bigger room Over and over till I don't really care I's getting harder to impress you With distractions and all the rest Oh, but turning rust into gold it was not for me Oh, all the lust that you fold, that you fold me in Can't you see I'm in this scenery I just don't get its machinery I spit on the crowns you want to bare but we are all reaching out for it On the top of a food chain On the top of your food chain It's getting harder to impress you With distractions and all the rest Oh, but turning rust into gold it was not for me Oh, all the lust that you fold, that you fold me in
2.
Time Bomb 03:26
Time bomb There’s a time bomb in my hands So far the codes didn’t work out Should give up my common sense To get rid of the questions I fought The more I give the more you take And its all my fault, my mistake Too kind, too blind Make the good in me resign Or let the second round begin With all the rules I’m gonna choose Too fast, to blast I was told I could react So let the second round begin With all the rules I’m gonna choose There’s line up for the fight So join the ranks and give it a try Choose your battles with all my spite Avoid a war that’ll never start The more I give the more you take And its all my fault, my mistake Too kind, too blind Make the good in me resign Or let the second round begin With all the rules I’m gonna choose Too fast, to blast I was told I could react So let the second round begin With all the rules I’m gonna choose How can we hit, without breaking
3.
Madrid 04:31
Soon you’ll be Standing where I am Then you’ll see I try the best I can To keep us floating through the ages And be sure, we’ll never skip the pages Slowly and surely I’m approaching of your fences I can’t define with great designs who committed those offences All those words Finally come out I took so long To hear them from your mouth It’s eight but I feel like it’s midnight And when night comes, I feel the past is out out sight Slowly and surely I’m approaching of your fences I can’t define with great designs who committed those offences I’m going into the orbit Of a face you don’t show me At last I’m drawing our portrait With features I can look at You’re rational I’m predictable So what time is critical Time is critical
4.
Resuscitate 03:26
I’m the frozen one you wake up years later Everything has changed but I don’t feel colder I’m the soldier who’s finally back from the frontline All the lights and lives I’ve left behind are mine, Are they still mine? When I see us from far away I see the games we’re playing Oceans are drying And the sun is drawning I wanna give this moment a chance Won’t let it vanish in my hands I wanna be part of this dance Watch my head emerging from the water Now I see that it was deep under We’ll create ourselves a brand new past A varnished, polished history that could last When I see us from far away I see the games we’re playing Oceans are drying And the sun is drawning I wanna give this moment a chance Won’t let it vanish in my hands I wanna be part of this dance Resuscitate all the voices I’ve been silencing now and then Come back to us Come back to us
5.
Somewhere 04:31
The music is loud in my headphones As I feel the plane lifts up Under it’s a cold night in a grey town Where everything moves But nothing lives The last words I heard from you Could be the last that you tell me One more city light slowly melts down In the veil of the ocean that disappears Here When you’re somewhere up there You can dream all will begin again The sun puts on it’s darkest clothes To host the wandering travelers Soon it will undress and let shine A light too bright to be false I’ll be there the sun close at hand Truly believing I can seize it I’ll look outside hanging on to my luck Hoping the best is still to come When you’re somewhere up there You can dream all will begin again There is no turning back On the road you walk on Don’t gather stones to help your way back

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released November 17, 2012

Dan Stein: Guitar, Back vocals, Keys
Marc Morin: Vocal, Organ
Phil Duranlo: Bass
Frank Roberts: Drum

Mixed by Mat Perkins and Dan Stein
Mastering Mat Perkins

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