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Alive

by Annex Panda

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1.
Petals 03:43
When I’m gone, what will you say When I’m gone, will you cover my shroud in petals Our time has come to an end So keep that smile Till death do us part It’s not enough to watch a sunrise alone Don’t bury me, don’t bury me Cast my flesh and ya tears into flames If thunder growls it was meant to flood Till death do us part It’s not enough to watch a sunrise alone Don’t bury me, don’t bury me Cast my flesh and ya tears into flames If thunder growls it was meant to flood
2.
Neverland 03:39
What the fuck is adventure, I want one, have you ever had any Maybe I can have a few please, oh yeah But so much is wrong, how can I in this never land American made is the trade, don’t get fooled What the fuck is ambition, I want some, have you ever had any Did you lose it under the systems, oh no But so much is wrong, how can I in this never land American aide is a ruse, don’t get fooled If I can’t die with a smile, what would it have all been for Every morning I wake up the same, wanting more If you can’t die with a smile, what would it have all been for Every morning you wake up the same, wanting more What the fuck is a dream, I need to believe, have you ever had one Occupy the mind with a good scene But so much is wrong, how can I in this never land American peace is the cost, don’t get fooled But so much is wrong, how can I in this never land American made is the trade, don’t get fooled What the fuck is success, romanticized American deaths Are the only ones that can achieve it
3.
Backyard and playground, swing till it’s 2am Humid river smoking car scenes Grilled in a Foreman distilled vodka haze Can I shed this cold coat and play in june’s leaves Too many miles apart and unseen Cement spaces where there was a house Mary Jane and tug boat dreams Avenue H to Chili’s pizza Can I shed this cold coat and play in june’s leaves, yeah Too many miles apart and unseen, whoa I miss you (x4)
4.
Paralysis 03:44
I’ve got a thing, in a phase where I can’t speak clearly, cuz you see me Inside my brain I hear the rain of all you judging, I know y’all love me Out on the stage where I am venting all my feelings, almost dreaming Song after song, my body’s numb to my own playing, barely masochistic healing Maybe it’s in the air, or what I drank before hand But I resolve to stand with my awkward stage presence Not long ago I took a risk to meet what was unknown, so close to me Sounds in my head were nowhere shared or written in stone, my own shadow creeps Blood, sweat, and tears, for too many years hitting on bone, adhering no philosophy My body ticks as if the stitches are being unsown, personal catharsis Maybe it’s in the air, or what I drank before hand But I resolve to stand with my own paralysis
5.
The coast, 20mph and mosquito breeze, ashes in the door pockets And a few Shiners on the floorboard, skipping CDs make a midnight drive Lost in buzzed harmonies, ahead with louder lights and poisoned breath, Floating inside a dream, one more flight, refinery gold joyrides Black gulf gulls, night riders under swimming constellations, blankets drunk with sand and salt Humid bones, line the shore with rotting scents and oiled glass, blood and fire water sweet Lost in buzzed harmonies, ahead with louder lights and poisoned breath, Floating inside a dream, one more flight, refinery gold joyrides Refinery Gold Joy Rides (x3) Lost in buzzed harmonies, ahead with louder lights and poisoned breath, Floating inside a dream, one more flight, refinery gold joyrides (x2)
6.
Axis Love 03:06
Love tilt your body, on me every day Caress me tightly, in your gravity I see the glances, you can radiate Burning my love, with a sunny heat In this space, no it’s not enough Warp speed around, I’m pulling more You’re all I want (x2) Scorch me baby, send me soaring In a head rush, yeah Torch me baby, I wanna feel Your axis love In this space, no it’s not enough Warp speed around, I’m craving more You’re all I need (x2) In this space, no it’s not enough Warp speed around, I’m finding more You’re all I love (x2) There’s something spacey that I won’t lose with you Galaxy so big, supernova this gig in love Wrapped by your words, endless time zones Our bodies floating in quazar harmony their best Axis love (x2)
7.
Commiserate 02:46
8.
Trash 03:13
At a sunset hour all the homeless people meet in the middle of a 4-way Dumpster diving, hoping for a feast, we know their starving How in the rain can they make cardboard signs to beg, and sleep in blue tarp beds Shame flies around like a new disease, rising from the weeds we recede Can’t look them in the eyes, hungry humans in disguise, they’re only trash Only trash Walking up downtown, minding all our own, a voice growls low “Can you spare some change?” A cardboard sign in hand reads “God bless us all” Let irony fall like heads on concrete Shame flies around like a new disease, rising from the weeds we recede Can’t look them in the eyes, hungry humans in disguise, they’re only trash Only trash
9.
Milo’s got a sweet new ride (x7) He’s got looks like a 2020 front page With hair and beard to match every new day And a voice that soothes the crowd in a new way Milo’s got a sweet new ride (x8) More fake friends than a liberal lobby The first to know of next decades hobby Internet sensation, the hipster offbeat Milo’s got a sweet new ride (x8) Milo’s got a sweet new ride (x8)
10.
Carnival 03:15
Carnival, flash point from the highs of all the rides around The devil said “This puppetry’s the newest sin” Juxtaposing what is real, my strings or skin Surrealistic time to burn the atlas down Atlas down (x3) Tightrope call, dare to skydive from the highest point around Unexpected fight to feel more from your life Overzealous, burn the atlas Atlas down (x4) Atlas down (x4)

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released March 10, 2018

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Annex Panda Minneapolis, Minnesota

Bringing in an odd sound with intimate feels and groove. Ground Pop.
.Eric -Bass/Vox
.Michael- Guitar/ Vox
.Jarod - Percussion/Vox

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