1. |
Gold Dust
02:39
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Verse:
Lose yourself in tomorrow's dreams
Lose yourself in serenity
Lose yourself in dizzying tyrant schemes
Lose yourself in what it means to be
Refrain:
It's not for gold alone
It's not for gold alone
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2. |
Red & Black
02:11
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Verse 1:
I could never castigate you
While you had the higher power
But I'm free now of the bruises
Of your measured tyranny
Ascetic aesthetics captivate
While I conspire to denigrate
Don't go chasing freedom's hold
If you wanna lose your self-control
Chorus:
Red and black is all I'll ever see
Cold and numb is all I'll ever be
Verse 2:
Old self-doubt insinuates and
New-found fears reciprocate
Let worship be your warship and
Pedestals be your swift demise
Chorus:
Red and black is all I'll ever see
Cold and numb is all I'll ever be
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3. |
Ghost Rider
03:35
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Verse 1:
Ghost Rider motorcycle hero
Hey baby, baby, baby he's a-lookin' so cute
Sneak around-round-round in a blue jump suit
Verse 2:
Ghost Rider motorcycle hero
Hey baby, baby, baby he's a-blazin' away
Like the stars, stars, stars in the universe
Verse 3:
Ghost Rider motorcycle hero
Hey baby, baby, baby he's a-screamin' the truth
America, America is killin' its youth
Hey baby, baby, baby he's a-screamin' away
America, America, America is killin' its youth
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4. |
Genie
05:13
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Verse 1:
Genie has no wish
Genie has no dream
She just sits in her chair all day
Waits for the sun to come play
Light is her only friend
In a life filled with abuse and pain
Her father bounds up the stairs
Pounds on her door, keeps her in chains
Her mother and brother cannot help
Poor girl in her four-walled world
Genie is only thirteen
So little has she seen
Verse 2:
Genie has no love
Genie has no hate
The sun slips in to bathe her hair
The window's cracked, her room lies bare
Oh poor Genie
She walks around in her little rabbit pose
The good people at the hospital
They cannot ignore a poor girl's woes
So they take Genie away
And place her in a little seaside villa
She never learned to speak or write
But if she did, her diary would be so full of life
Outro:
Genie has no wish
Genie has no dream
She just sits in her chair all day
Waits for the sun to come play
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5. |
Oscillations
04:34
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Verse 1:
Oscillations, running through my head
Our lives changing, watch the falling rain
Joy and sadness, in melancholy dreams
When there's nothing, nothing left to gain
Chorus:
Wish I was afraid
Wish I could complain
Verse 2:
Permutations, of what I once loved
Drawing tears, out of my tired eyes
Isolation, immersion without noise
How the void, suffocates my cries
Chorus:
Wish I was afraid
Wish I could complain
Wish I was afraid
Wish I could complain
Bridge:
Sentience is peril
Makes me want to cry
Ashes to ashes
Youth's fading sky
Verse 3:
Oscillations, running through my head
Our lives changing, in the fading gloom
When there's nothing, nothing left to chain
I will sit there, watch the falling rain
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King Dice Hamilton, Ontario
In 2018, longtime friends George Lacatus and Zach Vernon set out to form the noisiest electropunk duo ever to prove that keyboards could be as heavy if not more so than guitars. Making use of the ARP Odyssey, the band has since played to the delight of local friends and converted many a fan thanks to their explosive, engaging, and energetic live set. No stage is safe when King Dice is in action. ... more
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