Lots - Dan Deacon

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Lots Lyrics

Head south headstrong
Wake each grey dawn
Hold on weakness
No prints princess
Mother my nest
Once choice to make
Get ready to goFeel like we've been here before
Without a choice and insecure
Of where we'd be without this net around
Yet we've always hated itNow we stand a chance to break the chains
And break lance that cuts into the heart
And burns the essence of our dreams desireNo hope in sight
Held on too tight
Skylines burnt down
No crops dust cloud
Blind dogs run deep
Pale surf, cold feet
Once choice to make

Get ready to go

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Dan Deacon

Dan Deacon (born 1981) is a Baltimore, Maryland-based electronic music composer/performer. He attended the Conservatory of Music at Purchase College in Purchase, New York, where he played in many bands, including tuba for Langhorne Slim and guitar in the improvisational grindcore band Rated R. He completed his graduate studies in electro-acoustic and computer music composition. He studied under composer/conductor Joel Thome. Currently, he lives at Wham City in Baltimore, Maryland.

Read more about Dan Deacon on Last.fm.

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