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Take the fruit, take its colour, take its shape, take it take it
Bite the skin to taste reality
Is it sweet? Is it sweet? Spit the venom from your teeth
You take it down, you take it down
Just know this heartbeat wasn't only mine...
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Full Circle
04:29
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Full Circle
Repeat, reverse, start all over
How the moon takes me prisoner until the light takes over
It holds me till wake to the darkened glow of my own selfinflicted full circle
Give me inspiration instead of frustration
Take me from this self-indulgent need to feel hopelessness and excuse myself from doing anything
Productivity
How the doctor said what scars you have
I don’t know if you’re from this earth
How the doctor said what scars you have
Well I don’t know how you can see my soul
Just bite down on this top lip
How I can blame this on me tripping on the past and all the shit that’s lingering
But what if I had some little discipline to excuse the excuse of this feeling
And how I wait for my escape
How the doctor said what scars you have
I don’t know if you’re from this earth
How the doctor said what scars you have
Well I don’t know how you can see my soul
Just bite down on this top lip, pull it up, pull it out
And the scars do form on this frosted iron case
All I’m asking for, is all that I already know, these answers are ready to break
All the push and pull that I know very well
I’m not ready, I’m not ready, am I?
Just bite down on this top lip
Just bite down on this top lip
Just bite down on your top lip
Just bite down on this top lip
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Until it pleases you
04:55
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Nightcliff Road (Live)
02:08
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Nightcliff Road
Hope, hope is like corner signs
Riding that thin white line into the horizon
And smiles, smiles like faded signs
Unsure of which way to ride, as if taking me home
It could be hidden in a touch or a careless brush
Without temptation, but I can’t help myself
On my way back home, on my way back home
On that road to the inevitable, hands are in my eyes
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Fork in the Road
05:13
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Asking You (solo)
06:04
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I've come to know it's not the way you see me, it's just the way you were taught to see..
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In the Spectrum
04:55
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Matt Ryder Darwin, Australia
“Matt Ryder plays guitar, stompbox and sings. And does it really well. His rootsy style could be compared to say John Butler
or Ben Harper, though his songs and playing have a powerful, uptempo percussive edge. Guitarists should come and check him out to be blown away by the guys skills; two handed tapping, hitting the guitar, harmonics everywhere… What can’t he do?”
Kris Keogh
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