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Memory Networker
05:30
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I set your house on fire
We split the bill three ways
He knows these lines so well
They bend and form themselves
These lines on maps and brains
Their static pulse runs dry
The patchwork drifts in time
Exhaling from foreheads
I smell their souls grow cold
They’ve spent their last few cents
In spite of what’s transpired
My driver’s cab’s astray
A syllable for hire
When rhyming goes to waste
We’ll bargain with your time
We’ll blame utilities
Who did so anyhow?
Who did so anyhow?
Who did so anyhow?
Who did so anyhow?
Who did so anyhow?
Who did so anyhow?
Who did so anyhow?
Who did so anyhow?
My fickle thought
My thorn
You lie
You lie
You lie in earnesty
We’re just
Memory networkers
We’re just
Memory networkers
We’re just
Memory networkers
We’re just
Memory networkers
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2. |
I Spy
05:27
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It sleeps with one eye shut
Bathes in it’s birth and spills to the surface
Ads break monotony
Ad breaks of honesty
One with the rubble
One with a smirk
Our divides are binding
Bite the remote
Rip it’s hand
Harness, horse and a swing
This kick is a pull
I bruise as
I mold
This kick is a pull
I bruise as
I mold
If I knew mumblings
Might have said it by now
If I knew nothing
Would I say it aloud?
What can I say?
What do I know?
Where your heads are spent
Our webs are spun
Where your tongues are knives
Our mouths are gun
What can I say?
What do I know?
What can I say?
What do I know?
Where your heads are spent
Our webs are spun
Where your tongues are knives
Our mouths are gun
What can I say?
What do I know?
Silence is deadly
Sermons are laborious
Silence is deadly
Sermons are laborious
What can I say?
What do I know?
Where your heads are spent
Our webs are spun
Where your tongues are knives
Our mouths are gun
What can I say?
What do I know?
Let’s drink
We work
We escape
Do you see contemplation in our
Limitations?
I’ve lost my key several times today
Found reality
Sense
And my sentences
Cupped
In an ashtray
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3. |
EP1 End
01:19
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PXLS Cape Town, South Africa
Born in an attic in Somerset West, PXLS have quickly developed into a band characterised by constant evolution and
experimentation.
Blending haunting bass lines and pulsating drums with noise, synths and dreamy melodies; PXLS create space for explosive, driving guitar riffs and lyrics laced with sardonic humour and social commentary.
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