All I Want

by Convoys

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released September 15, 2015

All I Want and Phoebe were both recorded at Noble Studios thanks to Converse Rubber Tracks.

Engineered by Alex Bonenfant at Noble Studios
Mixed and Produced by Jason Jang
Mastered by Sage Kim at Joao Carvalho Mastering
All songs written by Convoys




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A Convoys set usually ends in a puddle of sweat and with jaws firmly planted on the floor. After a successful 3 years of playing in Toronto and greater area, they have garnered a growing following, and continue to impress audiences with their high-energy and tight live show. ... more

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Track Name: All I Want
Pain is a funny thing.
We’re at your place to finally let things go
the way it was meant to play out in your head.

Hey, it’s all on your face.
I was meant to fade out, play out, fall out, no doubt.
i’m a scab to pick at in the way

Blame: it’s a dirty game.
A little he said, she said. Instead in bed
i’ll get away with it till you go insane

“Sane”. Its a subjective plane
Y’figure it out till you got no doubt
that you got your la la la la la las out.

All I want is more control.
You can't harness what you stole.

Track Name: Phoebe
Saddle up on next to me sunny,
makin’ small talk seriously funny.
Shine your way through life not caring bout
anything about politics or money.
Make your way through with just your cunning.
Lie your way too the you came from

Truth or dare nowhere to go. Head to the river where the water flows.
Find your face in the warping traces of whether not you actually ran.
Got scars from your original plan to take me home to slit my throat.

No I can’t stick around with the stench of your foul sound
that you make when you break voice to prove that you’ve got something inside of you.

i denied the way you held your head and cried your way through
feeling nothing at all.