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Means to an End​/​Underwater

from 65 Miles from Davis by Cobrabob

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Means to an End - Music performed and composed by Cobrabob - Scarp Home, John Rodgers and Chris Lawson.

Lyrics written by Chris Lawson.

Underwater - Music performed by Cobrabob - Scarp Home, John Rodgers and Chris Lawson.

Composition and lyrics written by Chris Lawson.

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Means to an End

Highway to the sky on fire
Bitches and bastards below
Searching for gold

Searching for heaven, searching for vision
Searching for things above that haven't been written

Hot mess you are reaching for the horizon
Of layers of impossible scabbing the sun
A means to an end

No margin of error
A means to an end

Searching for heaven, searching for vision
Searching for things above that haven't been written

The monotone voices sublimate restless dreams
They say that the end justifies the means

Highway winding like a river in the night
Pierce the darkness eyes of light

Searching for heaven, searching for vision
Searching for things above that haven't been written

The name on the grave with the door shut tight
Key the lock, turn it to the right
Raise the lid, let the demons take flight
Close the lid, turn the key to the left

Searching for heaven, searching for vision
Searching for things above that haven't been written



Underwater

No....I'm not bitter at all
See you in the next life
Gonna watch you fall

Yeah...It's much better this way
I'm not bitter at all
But its the price you pay

Got no anger
I ain't got no spite
I got a premonition
You better hope I'm not right

My finger...I don't move it one inch
Try to keep your composure
You better try not to flinch

I'm waiting for the alarm....the alarm

Yeah...I think you're going to hell
I'll see you in the next life
Gonna ring Satan's bell

No...I'm not bitter at all
I can see the future
Your world's about to be small

Power...It goes round and round
Like a roulette wheel
I throw your chips on the ground

Cower over a puddle so warm
I'm not bitter at all
I'm like a horizon storm

Coming in like a swarm

credits

from 65 Miles from Davis, released September 23, 2019
Chris Lawson - Bass, lead vocals.
John Rodgers - Guitars.
Scarp Home - Drums, background vocals

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COBRABOB San Francisco, California

Cobrabob is a Bay Area rock trio that plays a variety of grooves with moody shades and frayed edges. Original compositions pay homage to past genres, while covers are stripped down and reinterpreted, creating a sound that is both familiar and yet unknown. ... more

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