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Monotone Monochrome

by 1440

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1.
Keep Talking, Keep Talking I know times are tough but you better turn round Stop Walking, Stop walking I know it's you, you better come down I know it seems like things are going round your head But I swear it true you are not dead yet Christmas Day is on its way in ten minutes I'm on my way, hold on I'm almost there One phone call is all it takes I'm in my car But I'm driving now I'm doing 80 miles an hour Is that you?, Is that you? Talk to me and tell me if it's true In the snow, In the snow I've got you now I won't let you go I know it seems like things are going round your head But I swear it true you are not dead yet Christmas Day is on its way in ten minutes I'm on my way, hold on I'm almost there One phone call is all it takes I'm in my car But I'm driving now I'm doing 80 miles an hour
2.
There are all of these words inside of my head And I can't put them to bed They always follow me, talk to me, try to make me be someone I don't want to be So I turn the words into my songs And hope that you will all sing along But I'm the only one who can say them hope to relay them, in the end I'll fake them It's like I'm painting a picture But I've only got one colour It seems like everything's gray instead of what I wanted to say It's like I'm holding a mirror But the other side has a stranger Oh he smiles and he waves but he does not know my name no he does not know my name And if I stand up here in front of you Bleed myself out for a nice new view hoping that maybe you'll talk to me maybe you'll want to be mine, tonight And if I go on and on and on maybe would that make me less wrong? until then this is something I will have to fake It's like I'm painting a picture But I've only got one colour It seems like everything's gray instead of what I wanted to say It's like I'm holding a mirror But the other side has a stranger Oh he smiles and he waves but he does not know my name no he does not know my name It's like I'm painting a picture But I've only got one colour It seems like everything's gray instead of what I wanted to say It's like I'm painting a picture But I've only got one colour It seems like everything's gray instead of what I wanted to say It's like I'm holding a mirror But the other side has a stranger Oh he smiles and he waves but he does not know my name no he does not know my name
3.
A friend died yesterday, and I did not know her name A friend died yesterday, and in you I saw a change A friend died yesterday, and that's when it all went away A friend died yesterday, childhood innocence was never here to stay And I wish I could be one of them Whos got something left to fear And I wish I could be one of them Whos got A reason for a tear The words you spoke They struck me down Like an old rotten tree Fallen straight to the ground But unlike that tree Oh you bet I made a sound I took both of my feet And put them firmly in my mouth And I wish I could be one of them Whos got something left to fear And I wish I could be one of them Whos got reason for a tear

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This is the first EP from the band 1440

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released May 1, 2015

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1440 Northern Ireland, UK

If Scott Pilgrim got knocked up by the ghost of John Peel to the entire back catalogue of placebo and letlive., THIS would be the sound of the labour pains, the melodic cochophany of progressive basslines, hard heavy drums and New Wave licks, all ducttaped together and tossed terra firma into a vat full of acid and Black Francis' tears. It's new. It's fun. It's 1440. ... more

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