Rollercoaster R​.​I​.​P.

by Rollercoaster Kills

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Grabado en otoño de 2016 en Holy Tubes Recordings (Talavera de la Reina) con Ramón Gonzalez a los mandos.

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released June 4, 2017

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Track Name: Ears Bleed
It makes ears bleed, it makes my ears bleed
It makes ears bleed, it makes my ears bleed
It makes ears bleed, it makes my ears bleed
It makes ears bleed, it makes my ears bleed...
Track Name: Drink Shelving
This isn’t mind control
We won’t lie to you
It’s freedom we uphold
We won’t lie, it’s true

There’s a lot of people
Buying
They don't need a reason just
Buying

This isn’t rock’n’roll
We won’t lie to you
A gift that we bestow:
Now you decide what’s true

There’s a lot of people
Trying
But there's so much evil and
Crime

We just want drinks to shelve
And no one at the helm
Track Name: Abstract Art
Slick face, like any other grace
Always like abstract art
Fingernails and serpent's tails
Always like abstract art

Refrain from any twisted fate
Always like abstract art
Well, I give up
Always like abstract art
Track Name: Sambora
Although we’ve been had
More than once before
Still, we hoped that it’d be fine
But we’re evening a score

If you want to fight
What can we say?
If you want to fight
A sad bouquet

We’re just an island
A resting spot for birds
When we shook hands, we caught on
With the wind your words are gone

If you want to fight
What can we say?
If you want to fight
A sad bouquet… yes, indeed

A resting spot for birds -- Among the waves
These might be the words -- On our graves
Track Name: Hyperrealist
It's cold outside

I'd wrap you up

Won't fool around

You turn me on
Track Name: Saints
Saints from the depths -- Turning pale
Saints operate -- In their chairs
This life doesn’t mean -- Anything

They pray
And raise their hands
Eager for death

Hope on the screen -- Going stale
Words to embrace -- Life in pain
This saint will not save -- Anyone

They pray
And raise their hands
Eager for death