Chokebore
it could ruin your day
This room is full of blank stares, eels on the balconies
And when they scream like hawks, man I listen patiently.
There's too much dust in the air, this little room is killing me.
But I'm not feeling any less alone.
I'm not feeling any less alone.
She spoke through the holes in her hands, foreign words that frightened me
And my scars make you clean, you're duller than I'll ever be.
I spoke through the holes in my hands but you won't even look at me,
But I'm not feeling any less alone.
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- Anything Near Water
- Miscellaneous
- It Could Ruin Your Day
- A Taste for Bitters
- Days of Nothing
- Motionless
- Black Black
- Jabberjaw Compilation Good to the Last Drop
- Notes From the Underground, Volume 2
- A Part From Life
- Rolling Stone #01
- It’s a Miracle
- Live @ La Route du Rock 2001
- 1993 Sampler
- Strangelines EP
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 32
- AmRep Motors 1995 Sampler
- Jabberjaw No.3
- Sampler Rock Sound, Volume 2
- Rare Tracks