1. |
Abscind Minded
02:23
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Contemplate the ultimate divide
Thought of schism leaving us untied
These somatic rhythms multiply
Histrionic tendency defined
Clutching to the brink, impartial to the very bitter taste of ink
Nothing left to drink, they got everything but the kitchen sink
Spit your words out
sound them one by one
Can't deliberate speaking through in tongues
Find a muscle that can be limber
Just so you can ultimately disperse
Clutching to the brink, impartial to the very bitter taste of ink
Nothing left to drink, they got everything but the kitchen sink
Shut up and drink your words
I know you taste it
System describes the thrust
Go one a drink it
Come on and make your mark
I know you're dying to now
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2. |
Calm Discord
01:37
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She takes the test
Who’s the best
Split the rest
Take the lion's share
Continuity has no place with me
I feel wind in my hair
Now that you see,
You see through me,
Subversively.
Steel locks break free.
Continuity has no place with me,
I feel wind in my hair.
Time to breathe,
Don’t trip over simple lies,
I see you,
Counting back all of your time,
Calm Discord,
Seems to be the one often ignored.
But now you see,
You're on your knees,
Intuity.
Lost without your plan,
Nowhere to land,
Can’t even stand.
Time to breathe,
Don’t trip up on simple lines,
I see you,
Counting back all your time,
Calm Discord,
Seems to be the one often ignored.
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3. |
Minds Irate
01:50
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Lost in our decisions, no debate,
Minds irate and can’t create,
Cease, desist and finally ignore,
Something more, I do implore.
I want it,
I need it,
I see it.
Find a new a religion , all man-made,
Precipitate trademarked faith,
Thoughts for your mind to imitate,
Deliberate, deliberate.
I want it,
I need it,
I see it.
She likes to fuck machines when she on her knees,
He likes to look through lenses and record the screams.
I want it,
I need it,
I see it.
Deliberate your mistakes
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4. |
Fables
01:51
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Counteract your memories when you sleep,
Time to wake up now let us repeat,
Endless same routines define your dreams,
Drone like living keeps your conscience clean.
Feel just like a little baby who waits,
Feeling just a bit to hazy to create.
Contradict your words,
I see you play, and you believe,
The fable of the broken man,
Who gives out little toys to all girls and boys,
And watches everyone wallk by.
Feel just like a little baby who waits,
Feeeling like I might just maybe escape.
Contradict your words,
I see you play, and you believe,
The fable of the broken man,
Who gives out little toys to all girls and boys,
And watches everyone wallk by.
I know I am dead when you are near.
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MRL UK
MRL are Monica (vox) / Asheq (guitars) / Bryn (bass) / Adam (drums).
Asheq, Bryn and
Adam have known each other since they were teenagers, but hadn't spoken for 20 years. Eventually, they found their way back together and recruited the young, ebullient Monica.
Their debut single, Abscind Minded, was played on BBC6 and BBC Surrey.
Strike is the first single from their forthcoming second EP.
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