Maj in June

by The High Corporation

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The coalition of an ill beat confessor, classical guitarist, daughter of a preacher man and a disciple of low frequencies paints a new issues of the real music experience. Eager to find wide shades of sounds and urged to express their deepest musical imagination. Progress is their initiation. Mashing and bashing it all together to be connected with the audience.

Ashley S. Abrman - Wrap, vocal, keys
Majkl Lužný - Guitarriffs
Lukáš Mutňanský - Bassline
Petr Hanák - Beats

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Artwork by Mili Vigerová
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released December 1, 2015

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Track Name: Maj in June
I’ll work at a restaurant, at a parlor, as a waitress too.
I’ll do what I have to do, what I have to do,What I have to do.
I will work on my skills, I will do the drills, I will follow my will,
So I can be what I wanna be, where I wanna be, What I wanna be,

/;But What I got to do, do, do;/

As I realized, I got a hatred kinda dissin’ people off with my spoken or sung word, (but now I’m doin’ it to myself)
Like when I was thirteen, never wanted to be in a routine, but they say practice makes perfect, so does that mean I’m headin’ towards a defect
Opposition thinks I’m a little disabled, but it’s really that I’m dislabeled, sometimes dissed off, pissed off at the ones who don’t wanna be interacting with the inner sharp self war,
Cause I have never ever seen myself before, only the reflection makes me wanna get up get out and throw up, before the days of my life have passed me by
I had some growing pains, cause it was just hard for me to get out of the grain,
And to begin, Insanely grow.

I’ll work at a restaurant, at a parlor, as a waitress too.
I’ll do what I have to do, what I have to do,What I have to do.
I will work on my skills, I will do the drills, I will follow my will,
So I can be what I wanna be, where I wanna be, What I wanna be,

/;But What I got to do, do, do;/

May the winner be for disappearing, reappear with the sunflowers blooming, coming stronger than the grim reaper, shout to the people, that it is need, when young, to get into your little creep hole,
Travel the underground by the style of a mole, Travel the underchest to check for the default, I confess my fault, If we can even call it that
Oh snap, a black cat, speeding the road, crossin’ from boat to hope.
Even Jesus had his little hide out. Even the walls of Jericho trembled.
So I ask my brother to ask for his forgiveness for me
I repent, I’ve been too bent, I abandoned my sanity
I’ll try my bestest no, cause it was just hard for me to get out of the grain, and to begin, insanely grow…

I’ll work at a restaurant, at a parlor, as a waitress too.
I’ll do what I have to do, what I have to do,What I have to do.
I will work on my skills, I will do the drills, I will follow my will,
So I can be what I wanna be, where I wanna be, What I wanna be,

/;But What I got to do, do, do;/