BEACH WOLF

by ROSHAMBO

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released January 6, 2014

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ROSHAMBO Sweden

Three guys from a small town called Karlskoga in Sweden. Started playing together in the summer of 2009. By that time none of them could play their instrument so well, but they locked themselves up and came out, 2 years later with the album "Stress me". ... more

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Track Name: You Act All New York
We were a wolfpack in a shivering storm. I made your blood warm.
But you’ve gone cocky and you act New York. Wolfpack gone.
I helped you run over the borderline so you could be in the land of mine.
But you went sunday on a friday night. Wolfpack gone.

You and i.

Bro’ you left your mark on the wall.
Like a daddy on the run we are our own.

You get your guidande from a fusty book where all the morals are from immortals.
But i let my guard down anyway. Wolfpack gone.

You and i.

Bro’ you left your mark on the wall.
Like a daddy on the run we are our own.

Yeah you were my United States, but you red, white and blew it away.

Bro’ you left your mark on the wall.
Like a daddy on the run we are our own.
Track Name: Ima Garden
You were chasing love
and giving out your heart to the crowd by the beach house.
I do the dream about.
Tripping on your body, blame it on nobody.

Your fingertip so fine
holding on the chain to the swing that you sit on.
Love is tearing you apart,
but you will never find it and it will never want you.

Your cool burns.
I am your garden your loom.

Seems you are
like those in the hills like those in the woods.
I aint got no moves to groove you down.

Your cool burns.
I am your garden, your loom.
Your cool burns.
I am your garden, your loom.
Track Name: Run
Genvieve I was wrong.
I thought the glitter was the show.
I’d never wash it off before you’d go.
But you never left.
Put my legs in a twist.
Before I learn to walk, I’ll try to run.

Who’d have known she’s a southern girl.
Choke the rodeo and I’ll die.

Normandie, who knows you but me?
Clearly go to far.
Soon I will know who we are.
Dandelion days are done.
Blown away like my head when I tried to run.

Who’d have known she’s a southern girl.
Choke the rodeo and I’ll die.
Dusty hair on my southern girl.
My sun is down.

Who’d have known she’s a southern girl.
Choke the rodeo and I’ll die.
Who would have known she’s a southern girl.
Choke the rodeo and I’ll die.
Dusty hair on my southern girl.
My sun is down.
Track Name: What She Says
Locomotion is locking out the heart of emotion.
In her vegan car stearing through her life with no lights on.
But the kid never came back to her home.
I’m a radio wave, tapping on the base of her eardrum.

She is gifted, but all she ever do is texting.
And with her coffe there’s menthol cigarettes with no filter.
Guess it’s indie pop and that i never knew how to co-op.
There’s a wound falling out of time.

She’s living in the garden with her OCD.
She’s living in the garden and i will meet her.

Move like a pile of clay, like a pile of clay.
It’s easy being you around here.
I give you all the black stones for your collar bones.
I’ll swallow all your flaws and guarantees.

She’s got a favourite Spice, but she never told Melanie C.
It’s l ike this every time – when there is a feel she goes lockdown.
She could illuminate me and i would understand what is wrong.
There’s a wound falling out of time.

She’s living in the garden with her OCD.
She’s living in the garden and i will meet her.

Move like a pile of clay, like a pile of clay.
It’s easy being you around here.
I give you all the black stones for your collar bones.
I’ll swallow all your flaws and guarantees.