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The Happy Few

from The Happy Few by SUNDOG

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I think I know this place
The lack of taste
The smell of mould
This should have been our home
Preserved in stone
A little cold
Like a bug inside a jar
Always know where you are

Do you want this kind of life?
Safe and still until we die
Nothing getting out
And not one thing creeping in
Just us and some bugs

We needed our space
No foreign face
To make you stray
A perfect photograph
An epitaph
In blue and grey
On a shore with no ebb and flow
What we got we won't let go

Is this what we're gonna do?
Use the old to kill the new
One scream at a time
We'll erase them from our minds
The happy few
Just me and you

Is this how it's gonna be?
One fixated memory
The noises
Even the air we breathe
Locked underneath
A wall of harmony

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from The Happy Few, released April 5, 2024

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SUNDOG Munich, Germany

SUNDOG | Heavy Blues

With the intensity of a ritual dance SUNDOG plays an instinctive and ominous manifestation of rock and blues. Raw, loud and occasionally ecstatic.

Dok - vocals, guitars
Qi - guitars, vocals
Marcel - bass
Markus - drums
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