Food Coloring
by Saint Bell
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Digital Album
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Hide From the Sun
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Burning St Tammany Down
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Incense
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about
Set to release late April 2012
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released 24 May 2012
Written, sung and all instruments played by Jeremy Phipps, background vocals done by Nasimiyu
Written, sung and all instruments played by Jeremy Phipps, background vocals done by Nasimiyu
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I’m putting every talent and creative bone in my body toward this musical project called Saint Bell. The music is all
original, I’m singing, playing trombone, trumpet, organ and drums.
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- Track Name: Lessons Unlearned
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All those days that we spent, there is nothing to show for it, we tried so hard to make a grade, that we never learned anything
All those lessons that you taught, we never gave it any thought, it's not your fault, dont be mislead, it's just the way society is made
Work your hands, til there numb, when you leave they'll burn in the sun, and the castle made of brick, will attract the souls that surcome, all the lies will be missed, when the faculty hears this, gonna show, the students, how far you can get without it
With all the wasted years, I will never waste a day again, and it doesn't make me ignorant, i just know some better ways my time is spent, and once i know i'm being forced, then i'm running right out of your course, and it's not wrong, just not for me, i would rather try and follow my dream - Track Name: Distasteful Food Coloring
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I confess that I have been weak, it's the mystery of my defeat, and it wakes me up in my sleep, so devoured by jealousy
Trapped in my mind are some spooky novelties, that play back like twisted movies, steeping fearful flavors that crimson my personality, with distasteful food coloring
Could be flying high floating free, but this emotion is weighing deep, dragging life across rocky streets, leaving carpet burns within me
