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Old 08-22-2013, 10:09 PM   #17
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Originally Posted by Split Eight View Post
The one with the pink album cover was pretty good.. can't understand the lyrics over the Patriots game but the instrument work is nice.
You can't understand the lyrics because you have human ears.

But Deafheaven is one of my favorite new bands. And weirdly, if you look up the lyrics, they're really good. Here's "Dream House":

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Originally Posted by Deafheaven
Hindered by sober restlessness.
Submitting to the amber crutch.
The theme in my aching prose.
Fantasizing the sight of Manhattan;
That pour of a bitter red being that escapes a thin frame. The rebirth of mutual love.
The slipping on gloves to lay tenderly.

"I'm dying."
- "Is it blissful?"
"It's like a dream."
- "I want to dream."
My favorite song off the album is the title track.



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Originally Posted by Deafheaven
Held my breath and dAnnotaterove through a maze of wealthy homes. I watched how green the trees were. I watched the steep walkways and the white fences. I gripped the wheel. I sweated against the leather. I watched the dogs twist through the wealthy garden. I watched you lay on a towel in grass that exceeded the height of your legs. I gazed into reflective eyes. I cried against an ocean of light.

Crippled by the cushion, I sank into sheets frozen by rose pedal toes. My back shivered for your pressed granite nails. Dishonest and ugly through the space in my teeth. Break bones down to yellow and crush gums into blood. The hardest part for the weak was stroking your fingers with rings full of teeth..

It's 5 A.M...and my heart flourishes at each passing moment.

Always and forever.
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