Gestures EP

by Serotonin

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03:21
2.
03:18
3.
03:02
4.
03:42

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released March 15, 2014

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Serotonin Belfast, UK

We are a five piece band from Belfast, Northern Ireland.
Members:
Charlie Loane - Vocals
Sean French - Guitar
Chris Doyle - Guitar
Ben Bryson - Bass
Andrew McCoubrey - Drums

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Track Name: Cleanse Me
Don't be alarmed,
I can see that you've been waiting for my,
nails in the shower,
sold, uncontrolled, you're buying yourself flowers,
keep up appearances,
keep up, keep up, keep up,
keep up appearances.

Cleanse me, with savlon lips,
cleanse me, with savlon lips,
cleanse me, with savlon lips,
cleanse me, with savlon lips,

Drive by my house,
waiting at the bus station the tension in your mouth,
bite on down through your cheek lining,
keep up appearances,
keep up, keep up, keep up,
keep up appearances.

Cleanse me, with savlon lips,
cleanse me, with savlon lips,
cleanse me, with savlon lips,
cleanse me, with savlon lips,
Track Name: Cold Coffee
Verse 1
Turn over pages progressively,
Broken palms shiver, the same to me,
You are so idle so trapped confined,
Cold coffee scratches away the time.
Verse 2
I see you wake up in ecstasy,
Eyes wide, dilated, a sight to see,
You are so idle so trapped confined,
Cold coffee scratches away the time.

Chorus
Destructive, I'm wasting your time,
Tell me, you’re feeling fine,
Veins pumping cyanide,
It’s just so fucked up inside.

Verse 3
Unhealthy habits, so direly pleased,
Your hardest moments slip out with ease,
Thinning and weakening, you don’t fear,
Of the body you lived in this day last year,

Chorus
Destructive, I'm wasting your time,
Tell me, you’re feeling fine,
Veins pumping cyanide,
It’s just so fucked up inside.
Track Name: Daytime TV
Trapped in the humid air only release,
cling to the edge of the passenger's seat,
paralysed in bloodlust,
so quickly enthralled,
this is where we stop or face final call.
Fingers drum, holding down, quickly release.
When all on my mind is that one hour of sleep.

Paralysed in vivid dreams your phantom limb screams.
A mind built on reruns of daytime TV.

Blending together the same in your eyes,
try not to focus on the bathroom tiles,
translucent skin, can't tell a lie,
can't keep it down and you don't know why.
A horse brought to water, refuses to drink,
been lying here for hours and all I've done is think.

Paralysed in vivid dreams your phantom limb screams.
A mind built on reruns of daytime TV.