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Rotting Somewhere Warm
02:38
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My bicostality is leaving me fractured in this duality that we’ve manufactured: go west where winter won’t freeze right through our Carhartts, or should we just wait where we are until our life starts? I’m skin and bones for now. If we’re gonna rot we should be rotting somewhere warm. Everything we do is inconsequential, so let’s write songs about our wasted potential. My mind is hazy and my future is unclear. I know enough to know that I don’t belong here.
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Super Powers
02:51
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Early morning drenched in blood. Now it almost looks like mud. You don’t want to start a fight because I won’t tell you that you’re right, so it won’t be like the way it always was. Ok, that was out of line but I hate what’s on my mind. And I don’t think I can talk to you but I guess I’m (doing/feeling) fine with the sad face that I sell. Don’t you know I wish you well with the stories that I tell to make you smile? Felt us shatter to the core. Fear of what we’re fighting for. When we used to talk for hours I thought you had superpowers, now I feel like I don’t know you anymore. And I know you see right through my lies where the meaning of my word survives. We’re clinging to the bullshit for our lives.
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Drunk At The Graveyard
02:22
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We’ll get a bottle of something and lay in bed until we’re finished with it all. These days I think my IV’s equal parts benzene and alcohol. Fuck you insides, take your poison. I can’t see you you’re not there. So let’s contain ourselves in plastic, glass, and tin until we can’t hate ourselves or keep our insides in. I’m stuck in my body and so are you.
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Dogbite
02:40
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Hey hedonist, take a bump of my fist. Treaty’s dead from the start, thanks for making this hard. That was rude. I hate being rude. I pushed you, you bit back. And she says she’s getting sick of the sight of our bruises. But you’ll have to excuse her, you’re a (drunk/punk) and I’m a (loser/user). And now I’m pissed. I hate being pissed, but there’s blood on my thumb and I’m already numb and I’m breaking my strings because, oh god, I’m so dumb. I’m so done. You say you want me to be honest? Well I don’t think you know what that means. And I know I want to be honest but I know I don’t know what that means.
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Awful Din Brooklyn, New York
Good Music For Regular People
Aaron, Kat, Rob, Zach
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FFO: PUP, The Get Up Kids, Lemuria, Archers of Loaf, Saves The Day, Carly Rae Jepsen, Awful Din
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This album is perfect. It never gets old. That's all there is to say.
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I can listen to this album on repeat all day. It's the perfect combination of punk energy and melody; and who doesn't get down to harmonica???
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