Escape Strategies

by utopia:banished

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Kate Turgoose
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Kate Turgoose How are these guys not completely huge? If you like big, industrial tinged rock you should be listening to Utopia:Banished right now. Yes, there are points to NIN really quite obviously, but not the whiny stuff, the big wails of guitars and noises and the sounds that made you feel something. Germany needs to stop hiding these guys and give them a world stage to play on :) Favorite track: Knives (come back in fashion).
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released March 14, 2011

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Track Name: Breach
she lays but not for me
moodswings, here you want it hard
dance with us in these minorchords
the antagonist, watch it bend

i’m a murder in these hours
and i waste each useless soul that slows me down
as i rise from the garbage that surrounds
i demonstrate my soul by making embryonic eyes at you
and i leave a beautiful feast for crows

can’t sleep on these wires
your moves cut like knifes
your tongue has thornes
pierce me as it strokes

let me tell you about our lifes
tell you where we’ve been
about those that we have met
used and left behind
sober, bitter, disappointed
watching you watch me...
watching you watch me ...
watching you watch me ...
watching you watch me breach

i’m a murder in these hours
and i waste each useless soul that slows me down
as i rise from the garbage that surrounds
i demonstrate my soul by making embryonic eyes at you
and i leave a beautiful feast for crows

it's too late, it's too late, it's too late, it's too late

i’m a murder in these hours
and i waste each useless soul that slows me down
as i rise from the garbage that surrounds
i demonstrate my soul by making embryonic eyes at you
and i leave a beautiful feast for crows