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Brownwall
By BrownwallMusic
Brownwall episodes
- Space PleasureMicah Robinson - GuitarNick Nunziata - BassStephen Murphy - DrumsJohn Makarewicz - Guitar3 min
- My ProblemWalking on a tightropeNo net belowNo sweatI got this in my bagYeahOh YeahOh YeahYeahOh YeahOh YeahDance as if your life dependedScram if you can’t play the gameThere’s crosshairsYeah, I’m not above itThere, I’m glad I said itNo meat just muscleIt’s my problemYeahYeahWarm it out babyI'm feeling goldenFrisky dogDance as if your life dependedScram if you can’t play the gameThere’s crosshairsYeah, I’m not above itThere, I’m glad I said itNo meat just muscleIt’s my problemYeah, I’m not above itDance as if your life dependedScram if you can’t play the gameThere’s crosshairsYeah, I’m not above itThere, I’m glad I said itNo meat just muscleIt’s my problemStephen Murphy - Drums, Bass, Backing VocalsNick Nunziata - Guitar, VocalsJohn Makarewicz - Guitar4 min
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- Moonlight GuiltyI'm callingI'm callingAnd when I'm callingI'm calling to call it offDon't feel moonlight guilty when I'm goneI feel your pain insideWe both will convalesceDon't feel moonlight guilty when I'm gonePainful memorySinful call to armsIt all comes fallingLonely hearts unwindA chapel on fireAnd I come callingA beautiful endA beautiful endA beautiful endAnd when I'm callingI'm calling to call it offDon't feel moonlight guilty when I'm goneI feel your pain insideWe both will convalesceDon't feel moonlight guilty when I'm goneThere's no foreverOnly a fleeting nowIt all comes fallingStolen glancesA knowing smileAnd I come callingA beautiful endA beautiful endA beautiful endAnd when I'm callingI'm calling to call it offDon't feel moonlight guilty when I'm goneI feel your pain insideWe both will convalesceDon't feel moonlight guilty when I'm goneA faceless watcherA windowless roomIt all comes fallingAn unsigned letterA chilling breezeAnd I come callingA beautiful endA beautiful endA beautiful endJohn Makarewicz - DrumsNick Nunziata - Bass, Guitar, Keyboard, VocalsStephen Murphy - Backing VocalsMicah Robinson - Backing Vocals5 min
- Thirty Bearded MenWhen I found you there was only sculpting clayBut in my hands you became a work of artIt took two lonely cowards to bring you upIt took thirty bearded men to bring you downIt took one of me to see your true potentialNow it's just two of us standing at the endIf you let yourself go there will be a reckoningForce their hand and there's no coming back from itWhen it's too late we'll be long goneThen you can finally go homeIt took two lonely cowards to bring you upIt took thirty bearded men to bring you downIt took one of me to see your true potentialNow it's just two of us standing at the endIt took two lonely cowards to bring you upIt took thirty bearded men to bring you downIt took one of me to see your true potentialNow it's just two of us standing at the endWhen I found you there was only sculpting clayBut in my hands you became a work of artWhen it's too late we'll be long goneThen you can finally go homeStephen Murphy - Drums, Bass, Guitar, Backing VocalsNick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals5 min
- Hung DryBeen waiting to catch your eye in this mirrored placeOverwatchLest it falls in lineA shield to hideDesired outcome bindingAnd then the mirror comes crashing downLeaving no safe groundAnd I'm standing thereExposed to the windI’m hung dryLeft to deal aloneChasing a favor on the back of a running train for sequential days(Not even the main character)Limbo droneI’m hung dryNo other way but to…Bide my timeA remnant adheres to the mindHypothalamus strandsCollapse into meShare my heatAnd harden to the aggressorsBut the dream comes raining downDripping toxins across my palateAnd I'm standing thereExposed to the windI’m hung dryLeft to deal aloneChasing a favor on the back of a running train for sequential days(Not even the main character)Limbo droneI’m hung dryNo other way but to…Bide my timeJohn Makarewicz - DrumsMicah Robinson - GuitarNick Nunziata - Bass, VocalsStephen Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals5 min
- Musk of the Cartilage MouseIn the winter they will find you hopingStaring down the treelineMaybe salvation awaitsMaybe notThat mouse is feeling itMusky musky friendCartilage bending to let it through holesMusky musky friendSave me from its icy glareMy soul is fragileCan you smell it?The must of the cartilage mouseCan you smell it?The musk of the cartilage mouseIn the evening it'll wander freelyPouncing on the troubleMaybe salvation awaitsMaybe notThat mouse is feeling itMusky musky friendCartilage bending to let it through holesMusky musky friendSave me from its icy glareMy soul is fragileNick Nunziata - Drums, Percussion, Guitar, VocalsStephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals3 min
- Pinwheel The HunterThis winter's been a rough oneDown the hill comes the hunterPinwheelHolding down the fort nowPinwheelRoast them all with fire nowIn his arms a babyBut it has the mark of evilThis winter's been a rough oneDown the hill comes the hunterFeral child no longer unboundHe's got his iron crossPinwheelHolding down the fort nowPinwheelRoast them all with fire nowPinwheelLift them to the skies nowPinwheelCast the charm of making nowPinwheelWatch them all erode nowSwinging mighty broadswordUpon the face of darknessThis winter's been a rough oneDown the hill comes the hunterWalking spirits gasping for lightHe's got his giant orbPinwheelHolding down the fort nowPinwheelRoast them all with fire nowPinwheelLift them to the skies nowPinwheelCast the charm of making nowPinwheelNick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, VocalsStephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals4 min
- Sticky Stuff EverywhereStephen Murphy - Drums, GuitarNick Nunziata - Guitar, BassJohn Makarewicz - Guitar3 min
About Brownwall
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We make music for our own sanity. Whatever mood strikes. Whomever from the circle is available. For over two decades. Cheapest therapy in the world. We hope you find some joy in it too.