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The Attitude
03:47
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You get addicted to the attitude
And What you did you better cut it out
I guess I knew it by the way I moved
I guess I feel it by the things I lose
You get addicted to the attitude
And what you feel is headed all in all to hell
And I don't even give a damn
Cause really, Baby, This is all your fault
Oh, you want it all? You've got to sort it out
And if you've got it bad: The list is up. The rest is up to you
You're compensated by the attitude
But what you had - you let them cut it out
I feel elated by the human soul
And separated by the animal
The epicenter of the magnitude: an epidemic
Let them feel it all as demonstrated by the human heart
I let it in and then it fell apart
Oh, you want it all? You've got to sort it out
And if you've got it bad: The list is up. The rest is up to you
Tonight the dead in sound will march the ground to the rhythm of the death wait coming on: one second to last and 2nd to none just as the dead start singing "We are one!" to the rhythm of the death weight coming on.
Oh, you want it all? You've got to sort it out
And if you've got it bad: The list is up. The rest is up to you
You got addicted to the attitude.
And what you did you couldn't cut it out.
You're so addicted to the attitude.
And you can never really cut it out
I got addicted to the attitude
and when I did I couldn't cut it out
I guess I knew it by the way I moved
I'm so addicted to the attitude
And what I feel is headed all in all to hell and I don't even give a damn
Cause really, Baby, this is all my fault.
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2. |
Good Heart, Bad Lungs
03:44
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Can I remember now on the battle field?
In the moment of my hearts last words: "Forget about all I've done for us"
Did we burn the bodies hot enough?
To the sharpened embers, hearts last coals "Just let it all go, I've let it all come undone"
Now I can brave this heart to be opened up and pure
Maybe I can take this love to an open heart and let us call it home.
We bought in
But you set sail alone
Don't jettison all I want for us
You can turn the heart with an open mouth with the meaning set in stone.
Just once, don't let it all go.
I'd trade it all one for one.
I'd shed it all again.
Now I can brave this heart to be opened up and pure
Maybe I can take this love to an open heart and let us call it home.
You've got a bullet with your tongue.
So you control it with your heart, Baby.
You've got to pull it by the lungs because you control it with your heart, Baby.
Or forget about all I've done
Now I can brave this heart to be opened up and pure
Maybe I can take this love to an open heart and let us call it home.
You control it with your heart baby,
and let us all ignite again
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3. |
Getchya So Good
03:56
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You sat us down and I felt the cold - a shivering
I pulled the syllables like teeth from your broken lips
You let me have it with a gentle voice-a-whisperin'
I clenched my stomach and the planets started shimmering
You took your last drag and flicked away the cigarette
You touched my hand and in my heart i knew that it was for good.
I took a chance on the wild side
for what its worth, you kept my heart.
Yeah you've kept it and I knew that you should.
I've learned my part now and thought that I should let you know
I'd getchya so good
If you want me to
I'll getchya so good
Baby I'm honest
I'd getchya So good
If you want me to
so good
I getchya all night long
I cut you down like a dog
I drown in every feeling
I get so nervous at the thought that a heaven exists
At the door I found my pace in a darker place
You knew I would... You knew I wouldn't in the cold
I took you down to the parking lot
Left my helmet in the sun and now it feels too hot
Generator generator generator I'm yours
I've learned my part now and thought that I should let you know
I'd getchya so good
If you want me to
I'll getchya so good
Baby I'm honest
I'd getchya So good
If you want me to
so good
I getchya all night long
You could fold in my hold
but we could turn up the lights by heart
we were tolled by her soul
what you could burn out then lights by heart
I've learned my part now and thought that I should let you know
I'd getchya so good
If you want me to
I'll getchya so good
Baby I'm honest
I'd getchya So good
If you want me to
so good
I getchya all night long
I took my last drag and flicked away the cigarette
I beat the syllables like teeth with my broken fist
You left me standing destination still a mystery
I parked the car and let my heart absolve the rest of me.
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4. |
The Fury
03:31
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Caught up in shackled hands
To lift your head up in social stance you'd have to get more
Put it off, you have too much to live for
at or around this time
I pour it out just fine.
Part of this so called plan: Erase all
Just as it comes in time- the tallest trees fall
In part you're so caught up but you live for it.
Shackled in strongest binds
Should have allowed us time.
But then, you're not like that.
You brought me here
Just as my own fall you go
You've got your soft, cold hands
You lift your head up in social stance enough to get yours
Part of a broken plan but it gets your head all around this town
I pour it out again
But then you're not like that
You've brought me here
Just as my own fall
You know them but you're not like that
and you've brought me here safe
as my own fall you go.
Home, I'm alone i'm alone i'm alone I'm alone at home
I'm alone I'm alone but you hold me close
Then You're not like that
And you've brought me here
Just as my own fall
You know them
But you're not like that
And you've brought me here
Safe as my own fall, you go.
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5. |
And Then The Moon
03:49
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My body backs the reflections of rapid aspersion
As she cedes my love
we believe and we hope but we do not know
I wouldn't put it past the face you've shown to burn that bridge in the octave of
Burn that bridge in the language of
A belief in a hope that we hardly know
I wouldn't burn it,
But I built it on the sun
Every now and then I get a little bit of home stolen from the heart
so
I need a little bit to really call my home
Every now and then I feel a little bit of hope missing from the high
I need a little bit to really call my own
My body backs the reflection of
The social image that precedes me
I couldn't put the tongue to the groove
Make you feel, make you move
They told me seeing was believing that you've got to burn that bridge
in the octave of, burn that bridge in the language of a relief.
Blurred the image that we could not hone.
A simple image with our bodies as the stone.
We could call this good... It's stark as the dawning tide.
Every now and then I get a little bit of home stolen from the heart
so
I need a little bit to really call my home
Every now and then I feel a little bit of hope missing from the high
I need a little bit to really call my own
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NTNT Portland, Oregon
NTNT started out as the brainchild of Dustin Brown (Lead Vocals, Guitarist, Percussion). As Brown quickly developed the
desire to perform the songs live, he sought different musicians (5 different lineups to be exact), before meeting Ryan Berry (Drums, Samples).
NTNT contrasts color and energy to the sound they have created in which the listener can either cry or dance to the various songs.
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