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Decomposing Love
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dave ed jason nipple melo
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This San Francisco-based brand of old school goth-punk is best described by the weather of the city from which it hails: unpredictable, stormy, grey, dirty, de
lends his notorious "destruction of" sound to the record, while Jason Nipple of and The Enemies brings things full circle with hard-hitting punk rock drums. A virtual collage of musical genres, Bleak Track effectively blurs the boundaries of Deathrock with their own unique sound.
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Rock Punk
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#3,352 in subgenre Peak #16
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Peak #215
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Bleak Track
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Bleak Melodies, 2003
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February 01, 2004
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MP3 2.2 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Our hands are blistered from the toil My eyes burn for sleep Still we till the soil Of the secret graves we each keep But we buried the past In a casket of glass Buried the past In a casket of glass... Before we had shovels Three children in a secret dance How I miss the nuzzle Of you eating from my hands But I loved you both Like you were my own I loved you both Like you were my own... And sometimes I dig it up And toy with the decomposing love I swallow the sound of your names Sugar coated razor blades And I see your faces In the strangest places I see your faces In the strangest places...
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