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Circle Ships

by Wirehead

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1.
Today I woke up happy But now I'm battling with my bad mood But I'm sure we've all been in sadder states Well I wish that I was you That I was with you here I'm sure we've all been in sadder states Well I wish that I was with you Evening light, boats around It'd be easy to steal one right now Still I wish I was with you somewhere Except the water looks moody n' rough Boats around It'd be easy to steal one right now My notes about you It's getting darker still Well I wish that I was with you Taking off Somewhere not enough Somewhere 99 And the wind howling Howling
2.
Der Snatch 03:39
When you walk in And you see that face You get talking She's amazing grace Things are getting busy down on the floor Sing, take it easy some more Right on Walls are getting knocked down here, ahh yeah Getting bigger, getting sleazy, yes When I wake up And I see that face I'll be walking Well put me back in my place This clever dreaming won't see me again, no 'Cause I'm stalking you Walls are getting knocked down here, ahh yeah Getting bigger, getting sleazy, yes We were spoke of In a line of words In the morning With early vision blurred You were getting easy down on he floor Moving down slow, getting down on all fours
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Histrionics 02:38
I was on that train Juggling too much with my mind Going wherever it took me I'd already arrived We took a look down each other's eyes I quench my thirst The dust then dries The sun was fierce and red Mist rose from the green hills I was drowned in German morality She sensed that this killed me Now I don't care too much for the past This made her Histrionic But don't apologise, I said 'Cause you can use this as a tonic But until this time you couldn't see things that way Return to the green hills for an in depth day...
4.
As white as wings but as rough as hell And to my small mind, I'll blame my weakened shell The Teachers will be seeing like me Small back street! One bed spin Heaven's Grave Calling out my name As tight as things, had enough as well and do I call I? I framed a freak alone A Teacher's will, be seeing like me and that street won't let us in Heaven's Grave Calling out my name As the light dims, brightens up like hell and fool I fall and fool I fall Teachers will be seeing like me No relief from the bed spin Heaven's Grave Calling out my name
5.
Like A Sign 03:04
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Failure to transmit Hijacked Polygon Infiltrate the grid lost communicon Electric Warrior - Polygon Access is denied Starting network trace Polygon ni-ki Sent to Steal your face Electric Warrior – Polygon 12 hertz my mind Time slows and segments Red/blue saucer eyes Kyukyusha Ambulance Electric Warrior - Polygon
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Andalucia 03:43
This is the day I'm sure it's the sign Today, tomorrow The Sun is mine Waking up on a broken hillside Chasing that love in the misty day light Light, light Never Light, light Never have I heard so many people say It was you I saw On the roadside asleep that day We were playing catch up And it felt so bad Then why so mystified To the feelings you had Why, why Try me Why, why Never have I heard so many people say Don't ever give me your home made lies Do I believe thee, through the crocodile cries And the truth would be blunt Makes me smile and cry Straight to the point We'd make more miles if we... Fly, Fly Away Fly, fly Never Fly, fly Never have I heard so many people...
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Don’t go looking it’ll find you, Extended or situated far down, With no particular direction, My insides just found. Don’t let it get a hold on your home...hey Don’t let it get a hold on your home, no. Now, the white wish rolled across the plain rain, travelled through invisible hands, It didn’t look as though it made it, I seen it’s bones in the sand, shit. Now you’ve let it get a hold on your home, Now you’ve let it get a hold on your home, no, well oh no.
11.
Gold I must've been foolin' myself Too many years, too many fears I didn't know who I was Now I know, I am a living soul Piece of paper can't speak for me Mister man that they think I am Chorus Go find your own truth Gold, Oil, Drugs – Yeah! Oil Greedy man can't get enough Him starting wars cos he wants more Nikola T. tried to set us free Downpresser knows and won't let go Chorus Go find your own truth They have no answers Gold, Oil, Drugs – Yeah! Feeding the lie to you Break There's no money in no money Drugs Pusher man, sell me the cure Will it work or make things worse no scripts for free, what's life worth? more than the score, that's for sure Chorus Go find your own truth They have no answers Gold, Oil, Drugs – Yeah! Feeding the lie to you Go find your own truth They will betray you Gold, Oil, Drugs – Yeah! I won't sign my life to you
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Gypsy 03:30
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Island 04:06
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August Tide 03:59
The August tide The express to ride I'm a journey away I'll search for today Never left home, never Home, leave me alone A breaking point shines Outside of Inbetween lines And I never left home, never Home! Leave me alone A breaking point shines Outside of Inbetween lines I've gone past too many open windows. (Through my open windows rain come pouring in) September fields and the good it yields Makes me reach my miles Through Six Hills Isles And I said 'come on. Come on, take the car. Take us far.' Four miles to sooth, yeah or until the truth proves When it rains it pours (Through my open windows rain come pouring in)

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released December 12, 2020

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Produced by Joe Bloom and Wirehead

Cover art, mascot and logo by Sandheev Reehal

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Wirehead London, UK

Wirehead; the Semuta; the mind-lube of the ubiquitous tasp. Drawing on the sum total of the late 20th Century's golden age of music; neither aping the past or recycling the reprocessed fifth generation lossy culture of the early 21st Century.

Planting their flag of intent, right between the dulled orbs of the weary pop music acolyte and squeegeeing their third eye with said psychedelic pennon.
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