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You’re flogging my feelings in the middle of the street, best get out of the fire if you can’t stand the heat, in the centre of the blaze I’m raising hell, you didn’t scald yourself as far as I can tell, you’re beating my heart with a baseball bat, is it only because I’m automatic twat, now everyone thinks that I’m a fool, ‘cause I bash my head against the wall,

Blunt trauma, to my brain, crack it open and see what it contains, blunt trauma and it’s not constructive could it be destructive? Got me trapped in my own chains,

I’m covered in bruises bumps and scrapes, made of scars that are different sizes and shapes, pick myself up every time I fall, then I bashed my head against the wall,

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Every word that I say is traumatically blunt, it makes me come across as a bit of a cunt, plastered on my face is a permanent scowl, every person I meet is constantly telling me to slow it down,

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from Salt on my Brain, released January 13, 2020

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Fidget and the Twitchers Bristol, UK

A hot sauce mix of punchy beats, a pinch of irony, and a whole squeeze of social absurdities.

7 piece Ska - Punk Band based in Bristol.

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