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Your Bloodwork Came Back, It's The Manimals

by The Manimals

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I've been lost Lips around a tailpipe, sucking up exhaust But I wanna just breathe, breathe deep You know sometimes this city brings me to my knees I wonder if the day will come when the party's done And we'll all go back to where we're from My head aches Realizing my heart is always set to break Has this hangover lifted yet? All of this nostalgia hinges on regret Those moments when joy and pain start to feel the same And there's no one left to take the blame You wanna be a superstar? That cocaine heart won't get you far Another case of death by guitar You gotta save your soul It's only rock 'n' roll Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh Bathed in white Writing down my vitals, seeking signs of life I swear I was made for more Than finding new rock bottom, plastered to the floor But you know, the doctors don't think I'm insane And my boyfriend thinks I'm playing games You wanna be a superstar? That cocaine heart won't get you far Another case of death by guitar You gotta save your soul It's only rock 'n' roll Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh These fresh eyes Looking like they've never even seen the sky Like some aperture opened wide Stockings on the pavement, shocked that I survived So this is what it's like to live inside the time That you'll remember all your life The anesthetic's wearing thin You're feeling everything The needles and the pins Devastation and surprise That's being alive So honey, whatcha running from? Don't you know who you become? It's in the pounding of the drums A beat that makes you whole Come on and lose control Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh You wanna be a superstar? That cocaine heart won't get you far Another case of death by guitar You gotta save your soul It's only rock 'n' roll You wanna be a superstar? That cocaine heart won't get you far Another case of death by guitar You gotta save your soul It's only rock 'n' roll Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
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Boys 04:01
I'm in the doorway at the show Waiting for anyone I know I'm crippled, I am shy I'm a private kind of guy The spray of sweat is flying Between their bodies writhing Between their bodies writhing I know it sounds surprising, but oh oh oh oh I'm cut from a cloth I'd die to know what Got a mind like a kid It's all hunger and id I'm not here to take a photograph Of the boys in the rock band I'm dancing with the living dead And my friends don't understand No my friends don't understand About the boys in the rock band Girls, go on clap your hands Cause I wanna be the boy in the rock band I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy Bottles broken on the ground I'm stricken by the sound With nothing else to prove I'mma let these muscles move I feel the pulse around me Have they got you like they got me? Have they got you like they got me? Gimme that disease, oh oh oh oh In a cosmic state In his silver face paint Got the lives of a cat And veins like a map I'm not here to take a photograph Of the boys in the rock band I'm dancing with the living dead And my friends don't understand No my friends don't understand About the boys in the rock band Girls, go on clap your hands Cause I wanna be the boy in the rock band I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy On hands and knees He only aims to please That's how you get free You just gotta bleed I'm not here to take a photograph Of the boys in the rock band I'm dancing with the living dead And my friends don't understand No my friends don't understand About the boys in the rock band Girls, go on clap your hands Cause I wanna be the boy in the rock band I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy
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Damn broke and insecure Wondering what we stayed in this expensive city for We're forever waiting tables, we're forever getting wasted I can't taste it anymore But we're stupid frightened children And this year's been unforgiving We can cause some chaos here I'll bring the drugs, you bring the beer We were made for raising hell Aw it's in your cells Just be as wild as you wanna The things that summer used to mean That's how it should be Worry about it in the morning Woah, woah Let it go, let it go And be as wild as you wanna Let's imagine we're fifteen We're punks without responsibilities Oh we'll pay rent and go to work But we'll never become jerks Like everybody else We are beautiful fantastic creatures Reaching for our plastic It's last call, what do you say? You bum a smoke, I'll lead the way Woah, woah Let it go, let it go And be as wild as you wanna So if the morning should come Like they said It's not the end, it's the edge My friend So if the morning should come Like they said It's not the end, it's the edge My friend Woah, woah Let it go, let it go And be as wild as you wanna

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released April 20, 2017

The Bloodwork EP was recorded by Dan Grigsby at the Institute for Audio Research, mixed by Dan Grigsby and Nate Jasensky, and mastered by Nate Jasensky.

Lead vocals- Haley Bowery
Lead guitar- Michael Jayne
Rhythm guitar- Chris "The Bear" Norwood
Bass- Jack "The Dick" Breslin
Drums- Matt "Snapdragon" O'Koren
Additional vocals- Michael Jayne, The Bear, and Snapdragon

Music & Lyrics by Haley Bowery
(c) (p) Sick & Pretty Music

Special thanks to Dan's IAR class!

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The Manimals Brooklyn, New York

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The Manimals are Haley Bowery, Jack Breslin, Michael Jayne, Chris Sayre, and Trevor Walker.

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