High Horse EP

by Iron Belly

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released November 5, 2016

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Track Name: Our Castles, Are Crumbling
Our Castles, Are Crumbling
Falling down over and over again
Walls built strong to hold us high
I’ve heard that history repeats itself
The golden age has passed us by
A dim bulb in a dark room
A blank stare as it shines thru
Understanding is the first step
Down that path where decay leads to misery
But your future is bright kid
Heads held high and you piss it all away
When the mind and body weaken
Spirit can take you past the suffering
We’re spiraling downward
All that’s left is what’s inside
From this day forward
No longer will I feel this way
Our castles
Close your eyes sleepy head
Are crumbling
Close your eyes sleepy head
Track Name: Flailing
Flailing
Woke up from nightmare into the scariest of dreams
There’s a man with a mask standing over me
Every heartbeat echoed by a machine
In a bed flailing
In a bed flailing
In a bed flailing
Woke up with a man with a mask standing over me
Families crying over broken body
I’m tied to machines that are making me be
Every heartbeat echoed by a machine
In a bed flailing
In a bed flailing
In a bed flailing
Woke up with a man with a mask standing over me
Track Name: High Horse
High Horse
Gonna do things our way
Don’t want to listen to you rant and rave
What makes you think we’re beneath you?
Every bodies got a different way
Ostracized cause there not like you
Ride your high horse
Ostracized cause there not like you
Ride you high horse
Get down off your high horse
Off your high horse
Off your high horse
Off your high horse
See we’re not, not like you
You
You
You
Get down off your high horse
Horse
Maybe you don’t understand
Not everybody thinks like you
Don’t judge a man by what you think you know
Cause we are nothing like you
We are nothing like you (Nothing like you)
We are nothing like you (Nothing like you)
We are nothing like you (Nothing like you)
Ostracized cause we’re not like you
Ride your high horse
Ostracized cause there not like you
Ride your high horse
Get down off your high horse
Off your high horse
Off your high horse
Off your high horse
See we’re not, not like you
You
You
You
Get down off your high horse
Step aside we’re coming through
Step aside we’re coming through
Step aside we’re coming through
Track Name: .50 Cal
.50 Cal
It wasn’t a choice that we would make again (War)
Somehow, it all felt right
Eyes held wide
Lights flash past
Rattled around inside
This death trap (It’s a bloody ambush)
Time bends
It slows
And so does
The sound
The time, it wasn’t right
Strange, this all feels wrong
In a way we felt better
Fear pushed us on
Ode to the .50 Cal
Ode to the .50
Ode to the .50 Cal
Ode to the .50
From the first moment that we met
Your weak eyes, they set you apart
Head first into battle
We’ll never make it home?
Scream as
Loud as
Fast as
We can
Eyes, they are blind
Hold them shut
There’s blood on the ground
And brass at my feet
From the sky and the sea
There are bodies all around
Ode to the .50 Cal
Ode to the .50
Ode to the .50 Cal
Ode to the .50
So darkness, it kills the sound
Left as bones, souls to roam
Bleached bright from the sun
We never made it home!
Track Name: Hypochondriac
Hypochondriac
There’s always something wrong (Something wrong)
She blames it on herself (On herself)
She’s dying on the inside (Inside)
From a pain that’s in her mind (In her mind)
There’s nothing fucking wrong (Nothing wrong)
I blame it on myself (On Myself)
She’s dying on the inside (Inside)
From a pain that’s in her mind (In her mind)
There’s something wrong
There’s nothing wrong
There’s something wrong
There’s nothing wrong
You’re a hypochondriac
You’re a hypochondriac
You’re a hypochondriac
Hypochondriac
There’s something wrong
There’s nothing wrong
There’s something wrong
There’s nothing wrong
You’re a hypochondriac
You’re a hypochondriac
You’re a hypochondriac
Hypochondriac
There’s always something wrong
There’s nothing fucking wrong
There’s always something wrong
There’s nothing fucking wrong

There’s always something wrong (Something wrong)
She blames it on herself (On herself)
She’s dying on the inside (Inside)
From a pain that’s in her mind (In her mind)
There’s nothing fucking wrong (Nothing wrong)
She blames it on herself (On herself)
I’m dying on the inside (Inside)
From a pain that’s in her mind (In her mind)
There’s something wrong
There’s nothing wrong
There’s something wrong
There’s nothing wrong
You’re a hypochondriac
You’re a hypochondriac
You’re a hypochondriac
Hypochondriac
There’s something wrong
There’s nothing wrong
There’s something wrong
There’s nothing wrong
You’re a hypochondriac
You’re a hypochondriac
You’re a hypochondriac
Hypochondriac

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