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People, Places

from Headed Nowhere, Fast by Holland's Bones

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It's not irrational, I just can't put it to words. The art of pulling out the thorns so it feels good while it hurts. 48 hours spent outside a truck stop in Houston. It's hell in Texas, the heat blisters my skin. Spent one too many drunk nights with Lone Wolf by my side. Though he seemed strong and fearless I could tell by the look in his eye; he was as troubled as me. Stuck outside OK city the KD and 3.2 alcohol allowed us just enough room to breath.

My monotonous life races. I get down I make mistakes and I gotta find the time to leave it all behind. New people, new places. I'm bad with names but I'm good with faces. I'll remember yours if you remember mine.

Arizona brush blazes fumes into the wind. Across the desert I'll come back home again. Dries my lips and my throat, New Mexico. A glowing citrus sun descends into the smoke.

My monotonous life races. I get down I make mistakes and I gotta find the time to leave it all behind. New people, new places. I'm bad with names but I'm good with faces. I'll remember yours if you remember mine.

My eyes tear at the beauty of rocky mountains and the trees. I simply can't conceive how one lives life behind a screen. Crossing state lines again, familiar faces and new friends. As we round the bend I lift my head and we ascend.

It's something I expected but never quite like this.
I feel so fucking small how did I ever feel so big.
When I was a kid, things were so different.

Crossing State lines again from Colorado to Oregon. Over the mountains, I'll come back home again. Camped out in ant city hallucinating on the moon of Endor the empire's at a tree stump waiting. San Francisco cigarette trees the chillin' pacific breeze on a bus I'm homeward bound and I'm drinkin'

My monotonous life races. I get down I make mistakes and I gotta find the time to leave it all behind. New people, new places. I'm bad with names but I'm good with faces. I'll remember yours if you remember mine.

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from Headed Nowhere, Fast, released December 26, 2012

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Frontera Death Folk is a DIY record label formed by like-minded individuals residing and creating music in the Rio Grande Valley of South Texas. It is associated with Simply Neci@s and Vicky's 2012 income tax return. We enjoy producing, listening to, and promoting music that encourages freedom of expression, open dialogue, and that has an overall positive message and effect on our community. ... more

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