Locria - EP

by Locria

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1.
02:39
2.
02:55
3.
02:51
4.
04:31

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released 14 January 2014

Ian Van Opijnen - Engineering / Mastering
All songs written & performed by Locria
All lyrics written by Alex Mitti
Album artwork by Giana Murphy

Recorded at The Echoroom Recording Studio in Worcester MA

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Track Name: Long Gone
Eyes glued to my back
Cause I don't belong here
You know, I don't belong anywhere

Tomorrow we'll be gone, tomorrow we'll be long gone
Before you have time to turn your lights back on
Tomorrow we'll be gone, tomorrow we'll be long gone
Before you ever knew we were missing

Warm bed and a hot meal
Ain't too much to ask for
Some of us struggle to obtain what others wake up to
But still i don't know how I feel, I just don't know how I feel
Track Name: Boxcutter
I got spider web eyes and a boxcutter smile
I don't drag my feet they keep me moving for miles
No mountain nor river's gonna drag me down
And when the rapture comes you know I'd still be around

She had long dark hair and a boxcutter style
She had a wide open mind for ideas to collide
No mountain nor river's gonna break her stride
Said please pretty baby won't you stay by my side

You want but you can't have it
Oh lord, you know you can't have it
But you always get what you need

You came in and said 'son put the boxcutter down'
By then I had blood flowing all over town
'What's gotten into you?' they said out loud
But the sun seemed to be covered up by the clouds
Track Name: Spyro
Raise up every day, nothing's getting better
Everything I hear is bad news
My lady she left me, heartbreak in a letter
She wonders why I got the blues

I've got an ounce of patience left
For this lonely beaten road

Turn off all the lights, they were shining far too bright
And turn up the frequencies

I know what it feels like
To watch it crash and burn from the inside out

Hear me out
This is my last breath
Sour notes falling like raindrops around my bed
As we lay our heads to rest
Track Name: Contact
Horns, sounding down the valleyside
Massive cream colored wings, kicking mist
As their tips graze the ocean

We welcome them as gods
Pale faced and shimmering skin
Tall as two of ours
Forelegs stretched to the Earth
They made their presence felt
Their thunder strikes us down
And forced our lips to the ground

Killed my people, took my home
And tied me in this cold heavy rope
Our resilience has been tarnished
As we make way for these generations of hardship