ELEP

by Egg Leggs

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released 21 June 2011

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tags: indie; pop rocks; rock. Colorado Springs

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In early 2011 Egg Leggs was born. Even though they didn't have an official band name until while in studio, they kept their ... more priorities straight and continued making music. The first few months were rough trying to find their niche, locking themselves in a five foot by five foot room working for hours. Through the early stress and beginning foundation their sound finally found itself. - Egg Leggs less

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Track Name: Backtracking
What once set forth.
When the former lit a torch.
Backtracked to the porch.
What I thought had been the source.

But ohhhh, simple murderers.
Memories so uncouth.
And I am blackened by false truth.
Memories of everything,
what's new?
Track Name: Harbinger
This means nothing and I don't understand,
and he brought his gun,
brought his gun,
brought his gun,
brought his gun.

Falling on the street from a well laid plan,
You're a harbinger,
harbinger,
harbinger,
a harbinger.

Past my time, pass her off to another one.
Past my time, pass her off to another one.
Past my time, pass her off to another one.
Past my time, pass her off to another one.
Track Name: Bridges
Intrude, how rude.
Just do what you got to.
My house no shoes.
You're tracking your shit in.

Intrude, how rude.
Just do what you got to.
My house no shoes.
You're tracking your shit in.

Disappearing friends mean nothing if they're running from the ones that they love.
Eating nothing.
My soul it burns.
Can't speak no more.

Intrude, how rude.
Just do what you got to.
My house no shoes.
You're tracking your shit in.

Intrude, how rude.
Just do what you got to.
My house no shoes.
You're tracking your shit in.

Disappearing friends mean nothing.
My soul it burns.
You keep your friends.
Track Name: Not Noble
You planned this so well.
We kept it so simple, no names.

Throw me away.

Fuck hats on saviors,
show me your hair.
Not in a room outside your keeper.

We fall.