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Immediate download of 4-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.
released 22 April 2011
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- Track Name: John Cusack, Eat Your Heart Out
arizona stole you from me without a second look. when you prefer doctor's coats to open eyes i guess i always knew the truth about the way you function and that the air you breathe just doesn't satisfy. we can only get so far before we fall apart. we try to pacify our lives by breaking pieces to subsidize those stupid things we've always lacked. i'm glad your happy even though i'm back to simple confusion and teenage heartbreak you had kept me grounded from. we've heard these stories all before. but even though i'm treading water i will still respect those days you've given me. late night bus rides were never your thing. standing up from the gutter, the first step is always the hardest and the fact that you're not there might make me stronger.
- Track Name: The Fucking Basement Flooded
and its the same routine all year long: we forget what we've got until it's gone. wash it away, down a dirt city storm drain with the liquor we poured out in George's name. all your pissed off leaving won't start to stop the bleeding. we have no future in any of this. maybe we should build something just for us, so that we can have something all our own to tear down. we have no future in any of this.
- Track Name: Downtown Shut Out
barely saw the sun today, set back my alarm clock and just sighed,
that familiar resignation taking hold
walls closing in around my world
unfolding views of the absurd
but we burn brighter than these billboards and fluorescent lights
if these days are just stamps on our timecards then I wonder why
I still get these chills when I think about how I spend
my days and how they waste away
find moments, look closely
see the sun break through the clouds and take the world for what it is
all the fucked up and sad and amazing things
dirty looks and business suits, totally oblivious to all going on, 20 stories underneath
these monsters looming over us, glass canyons blocking out the sun so
when i feel sad and frustrated, angry and cold
i remember the point of escape and how far we've come
so if these nights where we give everything we have amount to nothing
but the images that burned into our minds
we will carry every one throughout the years until we die.