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Captain Care A Lot & Hellsong

by Mob Wife

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1.
Perfect, the greatest feat I felt the ground begin to heat Leave a note behind my head Perfect, do as I say I want you here and I want to pay Mop the floor, paid in checks I worship dirt that I stand on I broke my nose to post it out Don't hurt my mark clean me up I worship dirt that I stand on I cut my teeth to spite you all Forget the part where I fell down Culture swallowed whole Culture that I control Feed me feed me feed me I want to feel that progress "You've been around for 4 years and made it best that clear" Perfect Perfect, the greatest feat I felt the ground begin to heat Leave a note behind my head Perfect, do as I say I want here and I want to pay Mop the floor, punch the check I worship dirt that I stand on I broke my nose to post it out Don't hurt my mark clean me up I worship dirt that I stand on I cut my teeth to spite you all Forget the part where I fell down And it feels so good to be alive.
2.
Hellsong 03:32
Spending nights on the streets Spending day on the living room floor With no time or patience anymore Laughing out all the pain Making sure that the poison there Breathing or swimming Life whistles on Underneath his feet And he finishes sentences he started last week Holding up the glass Lighting up the flames He’s making sure he doesn’t fall asleep anymore Window ajar call the cops He's breaking through he's broken up Carpet torn, ties a knot Fixed himself he's broken up Spending nights all alone Keeping in touch with the glass on his teeth Forming a storm in his mind Living out every day Like it were the first of his youth And clutching to the friends he never had Close to his heart Lives a machine Churning out anything with negativity Finding his feet Twisted in his sheets Looks out the window and doesn’t eat for weeks He doesn’t laugh anymore He’s doesn’t cry anymore Scared of old faces He’s made of new faces The broad side of memory Is wedged into our hearts You need to find a way To cherish that but hit restart

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One song is about the world outside falling apart.
The other is about the world falling apart inside.

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released February 8, 2019

Lyrics by Chris Leckey
Music by Mob Wife
Recorded by Chris Ryan at Start Together Studios
Mastered by Stephen Quinn
Artwork by Billy Woods

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Mob Wife Belfast, UK

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