1. |
Nacho Business
02:36
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I woke up on a taco shell
Wondering how I wound up here
The sour cream
Paints a picture
Across this worn out face
I spent the night drinking after the show
I lost my voice screaming all the words I know
But everything's gonna be alright
At least I tell myself
Cause every time I fall apart
I know you've been there from the start
Looking out for me
Looking out for me
Like a long lost friend you found me
At 3am
Oh whoa
You never cease to astound me
With our one night stands
I got trashed
Started acting sleazy
Throwing lines that were extra cheesy
Like Sunday morning I was way too easy
But only one thing is gonna please me
Cause every time I fall apart
I know you've been there from the start
Looking out for me
Looking out for me
Cause every time I fall apart
Let's Go
Cause every time I fall apart
I know you've been there from the start
Yeah yeah yeah
Alright
I know you've been there from the start
Looking out for me
Looking out for me
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2. |
Therapy
02:25
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She says I need to get help
Lately I haven’t been myself
Smoking two packs a day
Drinking my life away
I’m drowning in my apathy
But I can’t afford the therapy
Ohh oh ohh oh
Oh oh oh whoa oh
Ohh oh ohh oh
Oh oh oh whoa oh
Feels like I’m slowly losing hope
There must be better ways to cope
Than getting high all day
Wasting my life away
My problems got the best of me
But I can’t afford the therapy
Ohh oh ohh oh
Oh oh oh whoa oh
Ohh oh ohh oh
Oh oh oh whoa oh
Lock the doors draw the blinds
Till the sun won’t show
Leave a note on the porch
Tell em nobody’s home
Drive all night to a spot
On the edge of this town
Put it in park think about
Everyone you’ve let down
And as you wait close your eyes
Let the pills kick in
Remember when we were kids
Hanging out with our friends
We got so drunk after class
We could barely stand
But even still all in all
We were happier then
We were happier then
Wish I were happy again
Ohh oh ohh oh
Oh oh oh whoa oh
Ohh oh ohh oh
Oh oh oh whoa oh
Ohh oh ohh oh
Oh oh oh whoa oh
Ohh oh ohh oh
Oh oh oh whoa oh
She says I need to get help
Lately I haven’t been myself
Depressions got a hold on me
But I can’t afford the therapy
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3. |
Holy Hangover
03:12
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I guess we're one and done
And it all happened so fast
Just as seasons pass
I'm trading sorrow for the sun
I'm picking at my fingers
I'm making sure they bleed
And I know it hurts, the pain is worse
Than what you did to me
My holy hangover
Is killing me
With memories in my sleep
I'll wake and bake to
Make it go away
But it's here to stay
I'll witness my reflection
My cold eyes staring back
I'll trace my greasy hair
And face my fears to get on track
I'm counting down the days till
We get back on the road
I'll emerge from hibernation
Cast my shadows to the snow
My holy hangover
Is killing me
With memories in my sleep
I'll wake and bake to
Make it go away
But it's here to stay
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4. |
LAN Party
03:05
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Come over after school
Cuz the weekend’s overdue
Bring a friend or two
For a night of red vs. blue
And we don’t need no booze
Cause we got the Mountain Dews
And Cool ranch Doritos too
So we can have ourselves some fuel
And we stayed up all night all night
Those were the best days of my life
We’re rotting out our brains
At least that’s what they say
But they don’t know a goddamn thing
About us anyway
We’re sailing through the stars
Set a course for Zanzibar
Hours lost in bliss
Away from all of this
And we stayed up all night all night
Those were the best days of my life
This technology
Is more than just a novelty
Designed for revelry
Sparing us monotony
A phosphorescent dream
Is bringing out the best in me
Playing make believe
Led by the LEDs
Is better
It's better
Than this reality
We’re rotting out our brains
We’re rotting out our brains
We’re rotting out our brains
And we’ll never be the same
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5. |
Super Glue
02:02
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The tears have dried
Yet eyes are wide
Don't even think
That I've realized
The hole that's left
From the wound
Where your face once
Was super glued
I tore you off
And put you into my pocket
I take you out
For when I just need to dock it
I threw my heart up
And never caught it
It's burning out
And its falling like a comet
The tears have dried
Yet eyes are wide
Don't even think
That I've realized
The hole that's left
From the wound
Where your face once
Was super glued
I sleep like shit
The ghost of you still haunts my head
I wake up dead
When you're not there, I'm by myself again
I'm at my worst
You finished first instead
And it's time to change
Before I'm sleeping on my deathbed
Let's Go
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
The tears have dried
Yet eyes are wide
Don't even think
That I've realized
The hole that's left
From the wound
Where your face once
Was super glued
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6. |
The Ghost
03:08
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Paralyzed, I see the skies
Turning red, burning red
Remember lies, remember times
And things better left unsaid
Blushing bride
Wearing white
Foolish pride
Blinding sight
I turned away
It was far too late
I'd had enough but you sealed our fate
The ghost of you is swimming in my head
I’ll make the most of you before I end up dead
I said the ghost of you is swimming in my head
I’ll make the most of you before I end up dead
My heart is a minefield
Just waiting to blow
And one wrong move
And I’m set to explode
The past is a war that I can’t win
The time is now and will never be again
I said the ghost of you is swimming in my head
I’ll make the most of you before I end up dead
I said the ghost of you is swimming in my head
I’ll make the most of you before I end up dead
You haunt my dreams
You haunt my dreams
Set me free
The ghost of you is swimming in my head
I’ll make the most of you before I end up dead
I said the ghost of you is swimming in my head
I’ll make the most of you before I end up dead
The ghost of you is swimming in my head
I’ll make the most of you before I end up dead
I said the ghost of you is swimming in my head
I’ll make the most of you before I end up dead
Before I end up dead
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I never knew you like I thought I did
21 years with no goodbyes oh oh
And I've tried oh I've tried
But I can't move on
I can't move on
Just keep telling myself I'll be fine
But I'm not fine
Cause you pulled the trigger tight
As the autumn leaves
Rained down like fireworks
And the sky lit up for one last time
One last time
And all of the crowd stood staring
As sulfur silence filled the stratosphere
And they packed their things and headed home
But I stood alone
I stood alone
You held that pain just like a hand grenade
With the pin lying at your feet
Closed your eyes and counted down
You counted down
And all of the sirens sang their serenade
All the way down Alamo street
But you couldn't hear a sound
No one was around
Wish I were around
We’re all scared to death of dying
We’re all scared to death of dying
We’re all scared to death of dying
We’re all scared to death of dying
We’re all scared to death of dying
We’re all scared to death of dying
We’re all scared to death of dying
We’re all scared to death of dying
Here alone
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8. |
Learning Curve
03:02
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Movin’ slow, got nowhere to go
I’ve got my slippers on
You fed me stories about last night
Must have done something wrong
I know you told me once, told me twice
I don’t remember that
Because I blacked out hard, woke up scarred
Ain’t ever going back
And I think I’m going under again
For what feels like the thousandth time
So tired of starting over
Can’t keep starting over again
Feelin' down, just hanging around
Still getting over it
I heard those stories about last night
Man I’m too old for this
I know you told me once, told me twice
I don’t remember that
Because I blacked out hard, woke up scarred
Ain’t ever going back
And I think I’m going under again
For what feels like the thousandth time
So tired of starting over
Can’t keep starting over again
So tired of starting over
Can’t keep starting over again
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9. |
Meat Sweatz
02:22
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I’ve got the meat sweatz baby
Every time you’re around
I swear you drive me crazy
Got me spinning round and round
Pork ribs and cordon bleu
Ain’t got nothin' on you
Yeah I’m shakin'
For your bacon
(Whoa oh oh)
I just want you here with me
A meat and three and some sweet sweet tea
You gotta risk it
To get the brisket
You spin me round and round like shawarma
You know that I would never ever harm ya
You’re my filet mignon
You’re rare and I might as well be well done
You spin me round and round like shawarma
You know that I would never ever harm ya
You’re my filet mignon
You’re rare and I might as well be well done
You spin me round and round like shawarma
You know that I would never ever harm ya
You’re my filet mignon
You’re rare and I might as well be well done
You spin me round and round like shawarma
You know that I would never ever harm ya
You’re my filet mignon
You’re rare and I might as well be well done
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10. |
Empty
02:30
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I'm so alone
But I don't care
And I won't dare to bring any
Home is where my heart should be
But it's gone, it's gone
And empty
I said I'd try
I said I'd go outside
Live my life
But it was all a lie
I can't tell you
What's really going on
My tongue is tied
My pride is wrong
I'm so alone
But I don't care
And I won't dare to bring any
Home is where my heart should be
But it's gone, it's gone
And empty
I said I'd stay
I said I'd change my ways
Cast from clay
I fall and break away
I can't handle
What's really going on
I'm up all night
My spark is long gone
People ask me why I've been solo
For so long and it's
Driving me fucking insane
Whoa oh ohhh
I never want to settle down for less
Than what I'm worth
I'm not one for sealing my fate
I'm so alone
But I don't care
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11. |
360 No Scope
03:35
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Rehearsed every line
Standing poised at my mirror
Brushed back my hair
Even trimmed down the neck beard
Surrounded by friends
As you walked in to the party
I took one more shot
Gave it all that I've got
But it wasn’t enough
Cause you said
(Cause you said)
You said
Let’s just be friends
I fell dead
(I feel dead)
From a 360
No Scope
To the head
Now all I see is red
And I’m bleeding out instead
Of loving you
What did I do
To deserve this
My plan was pure
It was perfect
Just like the way
That you told me I’m worthless
I cleared out my throat told a helluva joke
But it was me all along
When you said
(When you said)
When you said
Let’s just be friends
I fell dead
(I fell dead)
From a 360
No Scope
To the head
Now all I see is red
And I’m bleeding out instead
Of loving you
Loving You
How long must I wait to hold you
How long must I wait to kiss you
I can’t concentrate when you’re near me
So shoot me straight baby
How long must I wait to hold you
How long must I wait to kiss you
I can’t concentrate when you’re near me
How long how long
Bring me back to life
Just to kill me twice
Bring me back to life
Just to kill me twice
Then you said
You said
Let’s just be friends
I fell dead
I fell dead
From a 360
No Scope
To the dome
Tears fall from the hole you’ve blown
I’ll just re-spawn
And start again
Try again
And again
And again
And over and over
And over and over again
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Ghost Town Remedy Nashville, Tennessee
Never Nude Records 2020
Booking:
TOUR:
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Nashville pioneers of “rad dad rock”, Ghost Town Remedy, share their upcoming full-length, Dry Spell, and well... something's definitely up with these southern indie kids.
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