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No genre, no problem: Cursive's decades-long musical defiance
For nearly 30 years, Tim Kasher and co. have challenged genre conventions, keeping Cursive's sound fiercely unpredictable.
Nov 11, 2024 • 10:07 AM
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Got a job at the paper mill Building boxes for retail Getting a little over minimum Maximizing all my time Big thoughts keep me occupied Daydreams of a different life Wondering where these boxes go Filling up some daydream home A world that we will never know This town's a black hole This town's a black hole This town's consuming you It's a vacuum of light If we just left tonight... I forget what's keeping me From boxing up my own things This is where I was born and raised In that regard, I guess it's safe Or, is it something sinister That holds my old bones prisoner Somedays, I can't get out of bed For all the voices tearing through my head We hang our hats in our own hell This town's a black hole This town's a black hole This town will steal your soul And before you know it, you're 50 years old This town's a black hole This town's an asshole This town will drag you down It won't let you get out We gotta leave now... This town's a black hole This town's a black hole This town will steal your soul And before you know it, you're 60 years old
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