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Holding Court

from $3 Weekly by sansonus

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This kinda feels like. Carbonic maceration. The more I speak out. More mental fermentation. Yet no compensation.
I can't' stop now. I've come this far. What would it take. To hush me up.
To make you feel this way too.
My fire's burning. it's burning ever so strong.

What's in your head I shudder to think, care not to know
I'm in my element
talk turns to ash I formed a passage right through the threshold.
There aint no talking me down no.
What's in your head I shudder to think, care not to know
what's not to listen to listen to listen to?
talk turns to ash I formed a passage right through the threshold.
nobody walks out alive.

Scorching embers at the head of the table.
a staunch reminder that you're willing and able.
the more you hear. the more you melt, the more you hold. the more you fell.


What's in your head I shudder to think, care not to know
I'm in my element
talk turns to ash I formed a passage right through the threshold.
There aint no talking me down no.
What's in your head I shudder to think, care not to know
what's not to listen to listen to listen to?
talk turns to ash I formed a passage right through the threshold.
nobody walks out alive.


Come now baby. We're not staying. It's time to start again.
I said too much. Let's not go too far.

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from $3 Weekly, released June 12, 2017
Written and performed by: Trent Alex
Sax and flute: Bär McKinnon
Mastered by Jordan Dempster @ Headache Studios

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sansonus Melbourne, Australia

Ex-VHS rental store turned marginal rock band.

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