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Colin Bugbee​/​Dreamtigers Split 7"

by Colin Bugbee

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Cold Lord 06:09
The first of December brought death in a hospice bed Stole my father's breath from my holding hand He's a cold lord While in San Diego on tour in June I was phoned with news My dad's ma Wilma was stolen too He's a cold lord I'll go from singing spiteful hallelujahs into the barrel of a cheap gun To singing the same old hallelujahs into the storefront window of the kingdom "Oh, God, meet your bastard son I came to show you your job was such an easy one I put a bullet in my brain To steal the pleasure you take From being cold" On Sand Mountain, July pryed A friend of mine from my bottle of wine to a downhill ride He's a cold lord Now, the devil and I have been spending time Talking shit on your pride and joys And countless homicides You're a cold lord And now a pill here and there Mixed with whiskey clear and brown Keeps me down but feeling free From the cold lord I'll go from singing spiteful hallelujahs Into the barrel of a cheap gun To singing the same old hallelujahs Into the storefront window of the kingdom The cold gets you so stoned, rattles your bones, Makes the blood flow like wine

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Split 7" vinyl out on Get Young Records

Make sure you check out Dreamtigers and their side of the split! dreamtigers.bandcamp.com

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released March 20, 2012

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