65 b​/​w Let It Die

by Mokita

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Andrew Harris - Guitar and Vocals
Chris Harris - Guitar and Vocals
Daniel Juergens - Bass and Vocals
Nick Wilder - Drums


Music & Lyrics written by Andrew and Chris Harris
Recorded at Goldie Studios in Salem, NH and in Daniel's bedroom in Boston, MA
Recorded and mixed by Jacob Peters and Daniel Juergens

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released February 25, 2016

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Mokita Boston, Massachusetts

andrew - vox + guit
chris - vox + guit
daniel - vox + bass
nick - drums

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Track Name: 65
you and i sitting side by side
we dont hardly make a sound
telling lies with your tired eyes
as if the other five are not around
i decide not to let you know
before i turn to go
im the last one on the bus

i

ride

youre

mine
Track Name: Let It Die
hes the kind of guy to do things for himself
pick up where he left off yesterday
he cant place the thought so he puts it on the shelf
better put it off than let it stay
he goes on out the door doesnt think of stopping
cause hes the kind of guy who gets around

take a simple look a glance into an eye
linger a little longer than you should
you go back in for more though you know you shouldnt do it
guess it couldnt kill you if you did
you dance along the floor shaking and yer hoppin
cause youre the kind of guy who gets around

let it die.

weve been here once before maybe you remember
snuck up on the roof and messed around
i think i pissed you off i couldnt help myself
i can't get off without feeling ashamed
he bursts on through the door doesnt see you hurting
cause hes the kind of guy who gets around

let it die.

i dont care ill roll it up ill throw it in the fireplace
it dont mean that much to me ill get some more
i dont care i fucked it up ill throw it in the fireplace
it dont mean anything anymore