1. |
Five Years
03:07
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On top of it,
There never was a chance I'd miss,
If everybody’s lookin’ through me,
I don’t exist
Maybe it’s time we talked about it
I’ve been thinking, don’t wanna look back
In 5 years and regret about it
Forget about it
it’s irrelevant
Caution in doses
Wherever I can fake it
Pull back the corners of my lips
I’m acting
Oooh Ah
Maybe it’s time we talked about it
I’ve been thinking, don’t wanna look back
In 5 years and regret about it
Forget about it
it’s irrelevant
it’s irrelevant
it’s irrelevant
it’s irrelevant
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2. |
Health Class Field Trip
02:50
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I’ve got a lot on my plate
It won’t seem to end
I haven’t seen the sunshine in four days
You’re getting high on the weekends
I’m wishing you would call my name
Blame it on a heatwave, summer holiday
I’ll blame it on my extra glass of champagne
We can take a bus somewhere to get away
Let’s take a little health class field trip, promise you’ll be there
This time it isn’t fake
Your knees start to bend
So show me where it feels good- i’ll rephrase
We’re testing out our reflexes
And tracing every vertebrae
Blame it on your empty seat with room for me
I’ll blame it on my hyperactive daydreams
We can learn a little more anatomy
Let’s take a little health class field trip, promise you’ll be there
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3. |
Final Thoughts (or Not)
02:48
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I’m left wondering why we made any promises
Did we even try?
I won’t wait by the phone
Take what you need from me and leave all of the bones
Rewind me to better days, this sinking feeling
And I get tired of unfamiliar faces
and all this silence without you here
Iron out all the sides,
avoiding the imminent sombre goodbyes
Pack up all of your clothes
The suitcase is oversized, a burden to load
Rewind me to better days, this sinking feeling
And I get tired of unfamiliar faces
and all this silence without you here
And I get tired of unfamiliar faces
and all this silence without you here
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4. |
VHS
02:01
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Watch the passers by
tethered by the lines
Their passions magnified
Don’t hit play, rewind
Come closer to the edge
Come closer to the end
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5. |
Thread the Needle
04:27
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Ache in my skull
Pulling out my hair
Solving riddles of my fate
Getting numb
Feel it in my hands
This ticking clock drags on too slow
Staying inside
A beetle in the sand
Sifting through the grains all day
Burning through time
A needle in my head
And with every day it grows
Why don’t you tip the hourglass over?
Grinding those teeth
Every time I sleep
collecting dust but i’m barely
Innocent, avoid the time and place
a watch without a face
I know I know I know
you feel ashamed
I know I know I know
Who's left to blame?
I feel an itch I can’t help but to scrape
crawling beneath my skin
and with every day it grows
Why don’t you tip the hourglass over?
over
over
over
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6. |
Lakes Inn
02:04
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Remember her the way that I last saw her
with all her life ahead
Lakes in the north away from our town
a chill around the bend
Give me another hour
before the memory fades away
soft winds whistle and they whisper,
"Why does it have to end?"
Why does it have to end?
Why does it have to end?
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7. |
Gauntlet
01:57
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Hand in the gauntlet
Metal and solvent
Tighten your grip
Rule with an iron fist
Man in the basement
Losing your patience
Riddle me this
You're left with one wish
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8. |
Fortune
03:30
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Search for purpose
In all the paths you take
Under the table
the indecision holds you down
Fortune
You could've had it if you weren't clowning around
Like a penny on the ground...
blink and you'll miss it
(x2)
On the surface
an easy choice to make
dealt a steady hand
but lost the second you had doubts in me
you know that you're the odd one out
Learn to play wicked games
Hide your frown
Settle in and place your bets
You better take your chance
before you don't and live with your regrets
Fortune
You could've had it if you weren't clowning around
Like a penny on the ground...
blink and you'll miss it
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9. |
Good Times
03:11
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You'll have to wait and see
if it was worth it
Money back guarantee
for all the hurt that I cause
No longer eating at the table
food in the backseat
Light up a cigarette your anger
ain't good grief
we're on a losing streak
Try find the order in the chaos
the hair in the sink
is now a spiderweb that's sticking
to my drain
I guess you might complain about it
Good times don't come for free
Oh beware 'cause god damn
they're flowin' outta me
you better save the receipt
Good times don't come for free
Oh beware 'cause god damn
they're flowin' outta me
you better save the receipt
Good times don't come for free
Good times
Good times don't come for free
Good times
Good times don't come for free
Good times
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10. |
Ribbons
05:13
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Go to sleep before I wake up
Will you be here tomorrow?
Sew the seams before they rip off
And I’ll replace the face I borrowed
Da da da da da-Do you hear the sound?
Time is running out
Da da da da da
Do you hear the sound?
You get a taste, you’re finished
We fool around and throw it away
You catch a fish, don’t skin it
He’ll float away and sooner decay
They’re calling me a sinner
But I’ve become wounded prey
Da da da da da- Do you hear the sound?
The growing cracks in the drywall
The creaking floors that we walk on
Are bound to break with a pitfall
Da da da da da- Do you hear the sound?
Time is running out
Da da da da da-Do you hear the sound
Time is running out
Da da da da da-Do you hear the sound
Tie me up with ribbon
We’re cut apart, paste into place
You play a tune, I sing it
Hold my arms & spin me around, around
But if it hurts me you know i’ve gone too far
Too much uncertainty
Go to sleep
Go to sleep
Go to sleep before I wake up
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11. |
Stained Glass
01:15
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Losing faith behind the stained glass
In every stage there’s a failure to understand,
Why are you all alone?
Why do you run away from what you want?
All these changes, the pace is fast
Settle the scores I don’t follow it anymore
Settle the scores I don’t follow it anymore
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Fjord Mustang Toronto, Ontario
Fjord Mustang is an indie rock band based in Toronto, Canada. The trio is comprised of Vick Egan, Devon Pelley, and Nathan
Smofsky. Formed in 2019, their sound is a collision of 90’s indie rock and folk-rock, filled with propulsive rhythm, soaring melodic guitar riffs, and Egan's powerful vocals.
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