Lost Myself (feat. Melius) [Remix]

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The Jet Age (TJA) is an American indie rock band based in the Washington, D.C. area. Their sound has been compared to Ted Leo, Dinosaur Jr., The Wedding Present, Hüsker Dü, The Clean, The Feelies, and The Who. When playing live performances The Jet Age is a three-piece consisting of guitar, bass and drums. TJA has released six full-length records to date and has completed two national U.S. tours (both including in-studio performances for Seattle's KEXP) and two tours opening for The Wedding Present (the 2010 East Coast tour and closing the 2010 U.K tour). Chris Dahlen of Pitchfork gave TJA's 2008 release "What Did You Do During the War, Daddy?" an 8.0, saying, "[A]ll the riffs are stellar." Mark Jenkins, writing for The Washington Post, described the band's 2… more »

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I lost myself in the music, the beats numbed all the bruises
Money turned me into ruthless, demons coming out with music
Look in the mirror like who this, forgot the ones who I was cool with
Wash it down with a new fifth, told my sober side duces
Cause I don't do the same things you do to me
And all this fucking pain ain't new to me
Yeah you done woke the savage underneath
Standing out in the ashes with the world at my feet
It all me
You left an icebox where my heart use to be
Now I take straight shots for the scars left on me
It feels like Novocain, the pain, rest in peace
No I can't feel it no more, no I can't feel it no more
So lets put a glass up, yeah
A toast to the old me, I'm taking the mask off, yeah
Focus on one and only, I'm stack the bag up, yeah
Imma take what they owe me, I won't let it pass up
I won't let it pass up, yeah
I lost myself in the music, the beats numbed all the bruises
Money turned me into ruthless, demons coming out with music
Look in the mirror like who this, forgot the ones who I was cool with
Wash it down with a new fifth, told my sober side duces
Throw a muh fuckin deuce to the old me
Gone kick them to the grave
Just give me a bottle so I can drown out all the suits and the phonies
All i do is set a pace
They ain't out here really working, I'm in first and imma sit and get cozy
I don't need a fucking thing
All i need is myself and a drink, replace the fakes with the trophies
Now she throwing shade on me low key
So put me with the Prince and the Kobe's
Cause I ain't the same, I ain't the same
They capping' they act like they know me
But I ain't the same, I ain't the same
Cause I'm about to dive in a bottle
Damn, can't swim
Drown out the pain with the models
Yeah, no simps
Line up the Caine and the molly
Yeah, no fear
Good bye to my past, no tears
I'm in my bag, no feels, yeah
I lost myself in the music, the beats numbed all the bruises
Money turned me into ruthless, demons coming out with music
Look in the mirror like who this, forgot the ones who I was cool with
Wash it down with a new fifth, told my sober side duces

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