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Cabin Fever

by Wicked Trip

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1.
Introduction 01:03
2.
Cabin Fever 03:16
A red moon rises to reveal a chilling cold As strange feelings pass before me, It seems the magicks - Just a show Gusts bring the stench of dead The icy blade is still in your neck Meet my infatuation Shivers! A new stimulation
3.
Hesher 08:01
Can't you see the pain that likes to creep inside my eyes? Reflections of an evil world, a dream that I despise! Don't tell me I'm not dead, man I'll still feel out of place A rotting in my head that likes to leave an empty space I don't expect you to understand, but lately man it seems shit got all out of hand No one left to depend - I know! It don't make much fucking sense Can't you see the hate that likes to sink inside my eyes? Reflections of an evil world or dream that I despise! Don't tell me life's unfair, man I'll still feel overwhelmed! A curse inside my life that feels more like a prison cell I don't expect you to understand, but lately man it seems shit got all out of hand No one left to depend - I know! It don't make much fucking sense
4.
Night of Pan 11:07
5.
She's always been so good to me, I'd give her all my love She's my voodoo woman, I'll never feel alone Late nights of rituals, there's curses on my head I know I won't please her long, but I'd feel better there - my friend Never make a promise that you could never keep She's sewn up both of my eyelids, I have no mouth to scream Late nights of rituals, mere curses on my head I know I won't live too long, but I'd feel better dead - my friend She's my... She's my vice.... Oh, Black Valentine.... She's my doom!
6.
I guess they're destined, forever damned, enslaved to the devil Now I can't walk the street at night, my blood is cold They'll say I'm haunted.... then I'll get a priest - To try to exorcise them... It won't bring us peace anyway Dear children, kill... under the dark The people will thrill, oh the dreams they have lusted The silence still..... craves to be alright The rest are filled.... with evils of the night
7.
The wind cuts cold tonight.... Saturn and Mars align..... The perfect kind of spree.... They'll put us on TV..... Our lust won't be filled All the blood we've spilled... It's how we get our thrill We are no longer human I'll take seven seeds.... and the head of death I'll be invisible.... I'll be invisible Our lust won't be filled All the blood we've spilled... It's how we get our thrill We are no longer human Our madness won't be still After all, we kill It's how we get a thrill We are no longer human Our lust won't be filled All the blood we've spilled It's how we get our thrill We are no longer human Our madness won't be still After all, we've killed It's how we get a thrill We are no longer human Cry me a river I'll dig your shallow grave Maybe now you'll see my things way I'll dig your shallow grave Just to see things my way I'll dig my shallow grave Just to see things your way I'll dig your shallow grave Maybe now you'll see things my way I'll dig your shallow grave

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Wicked Trip's Second Full-Length

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released October 13, 2023

Sam Daniels- Guitars/Vocals/Keys
Joseph Metler- Bass/WAH
Troy Walker- Drums/Synth


Introduction by Gabriel Jahr


Lyrics by Sam Daniels


Mixing/Mastering by Luca Frizza


Artwork by ZZ Corpse

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