Tim Loud EP

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released November 27, 2012

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Tim Loud Leeds, UK

Tim fuses a range of styles from punk to country via balkan folk and more contemporary tones, all under the banner of “Antifolk”. With his instantly recognisable 12-string guitar sound and impressive vocal abilities, he performs deeply personal songs the contents of which range from sombre and heartbreaking to irreverent and hilarious.

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Track Name: Keep it to yourself
Figures, facts, heroin tracks, opinions , polls and panic attacks, the way it made you feel when you were fine.
Stories, tales, holy grails, long lost love and the chicks you nailed, I don't believe I have the time.

So put 'em on show and the world will know.
write it in a letter if it makes you feel better so the little kids will strive where you once fell.
Build up a statue of some old fool to use as propaganda or a hatred tool.
But I'd rather you just keep it to yourself.

Science, God and the road your trod, that magic dust in a little pod, whatever it is that gets you through the night.
Reasons, rules and the words of fools, honours, codes and your hatred schools. tell you what I think if I might.

So put 'em on show and the world will know.
write it in a letter if it makes you feel better so the little kids will strive where you once fell.
Build up a statue of some old fool to use as propaganda or a hatred tool.
But I'd rather you just keep it to yourself.

If you said it to get it off your chest, i would listen, but how could I be impressed?
When you don't, you do it just to earn some respect, and I know, I've heard this one before, it's all.

State of the nation your acute frustration at the global situation of eternal damnation.
It's the way it's always been and always will be.
No one cares about the way you claim it was in your day.
Those rose coloured glasses will not help you see.

So put 'em on show and the world will know.
write it in a letter if it makes you feel better but the little kids won't strive where you once fell.
Build up a statue of some old fool to use as propaganda or a hatred tool.
But I'd rather you just keep it to yourself.
Track Name: No Gods, no masters.
Save your prayers and save your rope.
We need your money not your hope.
Fear not the wrath of god but time.
It makes fools of the weak, the meek, the deaf and the blind.

There is no heaven, there is no hell.
Live your life and live it well.
The things we own, the time we sell.
The mark you leave no man can tell.

No chosen paths no well laid plans.
No battle for the heart of man.
No luck no karma no guiding hand.
So get your kicks while you can, because.

There is no heaven, there is no hell.
Live your life and live it well.
The things we own, the time we sell.
The mark you leave no man can tell.

I'm sick of hearing about the way that i will burn if i don't sing his praise.
It's not fear that shaped me nor the way that I was born or raised.
To think a man can't fathom out the difference between right and wrong.
I'll burn down his temples, I won't go and I won't sing his songs.

Satan's fires will not burn.
Sinners will not get what they deserve.
So don't miss out when it's your turn.
Those pious fools will never learn.
Those pious fools will never learn.
Those pious fools.
Track Name: The stripper
Eyes of grey and black, that once were blue.
Years of smoke has changed their hue.
Cracks will show at the wave of a hand.
At the powdered lie that's where you stand.

When the day was yours you held your own.
New men every night and you were never alone.
As the years they came, and gravity won.
The men dried up and were eventually gone.

Now everybody's tried what you've got to give.
And decided without it is how they'd rather live.
You're left there with your thoughts, all alone.
In you head keeps repeating that same old song.

So you realise that the problem here is not with what you do, it's what you did, so you can't win.
Jealousy's the mistress of men throughout the years, wages their love, on fallen tears.

The snake that bit the apple first, early cuts are always worse.
Sing for the misery.
The gleam that's seen in coital eyes, is that for me? or other guys?
Sing for the misery.