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Sitting at the table looking like hell
Wondering if you’re around, if you could tell
The graveyard landscape of my mind is foggy
Since all I believed in is all broken
I can’t even stand up yet I’ve spoken
Peeping through these bloodshot eyes I’m fading
‘Cause if it’s true what they say about it
If nothing is, then nothing should
But I’m a stubborn wheel, so I’m just gonna keep it cool
I’ll be leaving in the morning when it’s broken
I can’t even crawl but I’m a-rollin’
Scraping these moss of memories I’m reeling
Clocks are croaking, too afraid to sell
Things I gotta tell you, might as well
Gamble the last of my nine lives away
‘Cause if it’s true what they say about it
If nothing was, then nothing could
But I’m in the wrong time and wrong place
Wrong Time, Wrong Place
In the wrong time, wrong place
Wrong time and face
Brittle and bony as an empty shell
Wondering what went on and if it went well
Wondering what I did this time ‘round
That made you feel this way
Trash the TV, dream away
The sky looks blue in dismay
Roll another one for the road, ol’ faith is gone
If I can’t do what you want then I’m just a failure
But I’m nobody’s fool, so I’m just gonna take it cool
In the wrong time, wrong place
Wrong time and face
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Emotionless Ones
We are the emotionless ones
Deadpan no expression
I can't smile and I can't cry
Nothing seems to get me high
People on the bus and their attention boxes
No need for conversation
Emotions simmer, beneath their quiet exteriors
Do soulless eyes stare back?
From the mirror...
Do soulless eyes stare back?
From the mirror...
Do soulless eyes stare back?
Well I don't know what you may see
Emotionless to you is not the same to me
Well I don't know what you may see
Emotionless to you is not the same to me
Well I don't know what you may see
Emotionless to you is not the same to me
Well I don't know what you may see
Emotionless to you is not the same to me
Cause we laugh, and we cry
Just like everybody else
We hurt, and we pray
To the various deities
We just keep it to...
Keep it to...
Keep it to...
Ourselves
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Conditions Apply
Maybe it’s not the smoking, maybe it’s the cigarettes that you smoke
Maybe it’s not in the punch line, maybe it’s not a joke
Maybe it’s not in a wicked grin, maybe it’s not a sin
Maybe it don’t mean anything but something’s gotta give in
Nothing to show for all that distance
Nothing to prove right from the start
Apologies for your insistence/indifference
Wake me up when we get to the part where I sing…
“You’ve been running so long, you forget what you were running from…”
All these movies with continental four seasoned themes
Don’t seem to mirror my monsoon fevered dreams
Where there are no summers missed ‘cause it always is
And it’s hard to find a decent public space to kiss
Maybe him? Maybe her? Maybe them? Maybe me?
Maybe everyone? Nobody? Something? Destiny?
“You’ve been running so long, you forget what you were running from…”
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Hell Low - Let's Get Low
05:06
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Let's Get Low
All over again, playing games... with my... fragile heart
All over again, you play with the feelings... in my... foolish heart
The words they wither, on your lips...
You shouldn't speak cos the letters... they cut deep
Your whore's perfume still ... clogs the air
I hate it cos it fucking lingers... everywhere
All over again, playing games... with my... fragile heart
All over again, you play with the feelings... in my... foolish heart
You killed me stabbed my twice
Although it was I...
Who held the knife
These ceramic walls are my last reprieve
Those cunning words no longer deceive
Those cunning words no longer deceive
Control escape from the memory of you
From the memory of you...
From the memory of you...
All over again
All over again
All over again
All over again
All over again
All over again
All over again
All over again
All over again...
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There Is Nobody
03:38
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There Is Nobody
There is nobody…to pick you up when you fall
There is nobody…to pick you up if you fall
Nobody rings back after you’ve called
They always catch you when things start to look up
Not when you've just, just about to give up…give up…give up…
Pull that smile on your face, everything’s in its right place
The miles of tragedies out of you
You’re the most evident given its true
There is nobody…to pick you up when you fall
There is nobody…to pick you up when you fall
I’ll be leaving when you need me
Even when I’m the one you needed most
Well with what I earn will I be free
Ofall my fears and your hopes
That I’ve whispered to you
If so….and so….and so
There is nobody…there to hold your hand
You wait in line too…you can’t even stand
There is nobody…nobody
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Hell Low - In Between
05:21
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In Between
I am the man that time's forgotten
I am the rolled poster boy
For a disenchanted generation
We're the forgotten generation
An education's wasted
If you can't think for yourself
We all live in a state of grey, not pure white
Our vision's a haze
I see the old waiting to die
I see the young being fed all those lies
By the ghosts in white...
Does a country rich?
Mean we're happy?
Does a high GDP?
Make us happy?
Cos I'm not happy
I think we have time... To change our minds
We should find time... To change our minds
You can find time... To change your mind
Yes we can find time... To change our mind
Sleepless in black tenements... We,
Run around with knives in our backs
All thieves...
No police...
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The Pedra Branca EP
Azmyl Yunor and Hell Low met in December 2012 in a little alternative arts space, that has since closed, called The
Pigeonhole. Hell Low (then known as the Constant Idealiste) was the opening act for Azmyl's stopover in Singapore.
Being both somewhat marginalized individuals due to the unpopular nature of the music they play, they naturally bonded over beers in SG and KL.
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