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Simulacrum
03:07
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Over here it’s always night
Plastic sewn onto the sky
Pins and needles prick the stars
All the Constellations lie
A million points of light Here just imitating life
Degradation of the self
With each generation loss
Never thought we’d live this long
Guess there always is a cost
A million points of light
But none of them are right
Never be satisfied
Here just imitating life
Imitating life
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><
03:38
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You’re a Winning horse, they’re a sinking ship
Take what you can, before it kicks
Try to compound, self interest
Have god sized tears, from a little prick
Your pain is bigger than their pain
Their pain is bigger than you your pain
Wandering eye, like a dowsers wand
Take anything, anything you want
Pull of the moon, tides turning too
Must turn them on, or they’ll turn on you
Your pain is bigger than their pain
Their pain is bigger than you your pain
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3. |
Shadow of a Man
04:15
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Some have guardian angels
All I’ve got is a sleep paralysis demon
I can’t shake it
I can’t shake it off
I can’t sleep but when I can
I see a shadow of a man
Standing there
Right above me
All I see and all I am
Is a shadow of a man
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4. |
Dead Mall Mannequin
03:31
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Feeling like a dead mall mannequin
I don’t know if I can get up again
Feeling like a dead mall mannequin
Here on the ground
Left the neon lights there on again
Sickly pink a bismuth stain
Nothing here can calm the storm inside
And stomach ache
Moving through the world like an open wound
Here the pain is white hot and comes in waves
Blinded by the unsympathetic light
From a hostile day
The first one is a kick in the teeth
The next one leaves you begging for the last one Losing them one after the other Something from that you’ll never recover
Feeling like a dead mall mannequin
I don’t know if I can get up again
Living like a dead mall mannequin
Here on the ground
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5. |
Burial Shirt
04:26
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The void it came too early
And took you like a thief
You come to us at night now
Invade our fragile sleep
There is no higher power
But a half life to the grief
Soak up the tears again so
Tomorrow we may weep
Came in Like a child
And left here like a ghost
All things that are given Can always be revoked
Still see the shape of nothing
The shadow of your mark
Thought I heard a whimper
Out there in the dark
Soak up the tears again so
Tomorrow we may weep
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6. |
Always Ending
04:15
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The look of rapture on your face
Cold connection through a dead embrace
In a vapor cloud of misunderstanding
Cause it’s always ending now
Too many people a wall of eyes
A haunted chorus with no reprise
Banshee wailing from up above
Cause it’s always ending now
It’s always ending now
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7. |
No Body
03:57
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A severed head derelict
A disconnect construing it
Nobody is a body
The Acid tongue aspersion spit
A pound of flesh to pay for it
Nobody is a body
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8. |
A Void
03:27
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Stick my head into the sand
Don’t want to know or understand
Everything’s too much to bear
Get me out of here
I don’t do anything I have to
In my room without a view
Through every cycle and every turn
There is less of me to burn
Face redacted I am gone
It’s been too long
I don’t do anything I have to
In my room without a view
Folding in onto myself
Put my body up on the shelf
Cause this room feels like a womb
But this room is really a tomb
I don’t know and don’t want to
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9. |
Carmine
03:40
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Got a feeling I can’t shake
When asleep and when awake
I don’t want to lose myself
Got a feeling
The sun is turning red
And touches everything
Burning it to black It’s an emergency
Like a fire in the night
Letting out the blood of life
Going through the burnt landscape
Like a fire
The sun is turning red
And touches everything
Burning it to black It’s an emergency
Painting over everything
Carmine red and ebony
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Familiar
04:14
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Still look for you in the dark
Step carefully not to disturb
Then I recall that we’re apart
The light went out my shadow’s gone
My shadow’s gone
I can’t breathe anymore
Illumination has withdrawn
My companion my familiar
The light went out my shadow’s gone
My shadow’s gone
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Deep Covers Calgary, Alberta
Calgary’s Deep Covers pulls your mind into a version of the world that exists just below the surface. Synthesizers and
guitar create a Lynchian atmosphere that cradle vaporous vocals.
Deep Covers is the project of multi-instrumentalist Daniel Wilson. 2020 sees the release of his sophomore album "Dark World".
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