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Song 2252: title not recovered, by THE FREEZE (archived)

Recovered from the Internet Archive. This page comes from a ListenSmart.com capture saved by the Wayback Machine on July 19, 2003. The original text is preserved where it survives; links and layout have been adapted for this restoration. Historical account, search, posting, voting, playback and download features are inactive; their labels remain as plain text. Images that were never archived are left out. Audio files were not recovered for this archive.

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Song: Title not recovered
Artist: THE FREEZE
Genres: Punk, Unassigned Genre
Captured: July 19, 2003 (8 captures)

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[THE FREEZE]

Song Credits

Composer(s)
    • Clif Hanger
Composer(s)
    • Willie The Weird
Co-Producer
    • STEVE CATALDO
Co-Producer
    • THE FREEZE
Engineer
    • STEVE CATALDO

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Song Info:

Review Count: 4 Rate Avg. : 8.5

Review:

Doesn't make sent to me

Rating:

TALKING BOMBS

Review Count: 4

  PRIM. GENRE : [ Punk ]
  SEC. GENRE : [ Unassigned Genre ]
  ADD. GENRE : [ Unassigned Genre ]

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BRIEF DESC. :

Realizing what I've become and saddened by it.

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Lyrics

TALKING BOMBS THE BEGINNING OF THE END HAS COME FOR ME AND FOR EVERYTHING I'VE DONE THE SECOND CHANCE HAS FADED FAST MY CRUELTY CAUGHT UP WITH ME AT LAST WHEN TALKING BOMBS THAT SCARRED YOUR FACE I TOOK AND THREW THE TRUTH AWAY I CUT THE CORDS AND SNAPPED THE CHAINS WITH THE TWISTED LIES I LAY I FOUND THE NERVE TO LOOK BACK AT THE MIRROR IN YOUR EYES AND ALL I SAW WERE LIES I FOUND THE NERVE TO LOOK BACK AT THE MIRROR IN YOUR EYES AND ALL I SAW WERE MY LIES ALL THAT'S LEFT ARE LIES

Full Description

Durgs and Lies and No-Shows at shows and uncontrollable Social Phobia and No-new-songs for 4 years and....and the truth was reflected back to me with just one glance in her eyes.

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