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TRACKLIST:
A1. Barf Simpson // Ft. William James
A2. Americunts
A3. Bloody Knuckles
A4. Santa Claus. Bloody Mary. Elvis Presley. Jesus Christ. // Ft. Amuck
A5. Everything You Ever Wanted To Know About Not Giving A Fuck
B1. The Good Old Days
B2. Perfect Blue // Ft. Crystal Madae
B3. Royal Wedding // Ft. Basick Sickness
B4. Paper Football (Re: Old Letters)
B5. Let Me Sleep
Bonus Track: (CD/Download Only) Scenekiller/Scenefucker // Ft. Kiltervision & Josh Escoto
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lyrics
THIS CHANGE IN THE WEATHER IT REMINDS ME OF YOU.
THE SPRING CAME WHEN WE MET AND OUR HEARTS WERE IN BLOOM.
THEN SUMMER CAME AND THE SUNSHINE HAD CONQUERED OUR LIVES.
BUT WITH THE FALL CAME OUR DOWNFALL TO NO BIG SURPRISE.
THE WINTER MONTHS SPENT QUIET, COLD AND ALONE.
BUT NOW THE SPRING IS COMING BACK AND MY EMOTIONS ARE THROWN.
PUT DOWN THE PHONE BRIAN. PUT DOWN THE PHONE.
YOUR BETTER OFF ALONE MAN. LEAVE IT ALONE.
YOUR BETTER OFF ALONE MAN. LEAVE IT ALONE.
SO THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BREATH? I TOTALLY FORGOT.
THE WEIGHT ON MY CHEST FROM THE STRESS HAD IT BLOCKED.
I THOUGHT THAT I COULD NEVER LIVE WITHOUT YOU BUT THEN SUDDENLY I...
I WASN'T AFRAID. I WASN'T AFRAID TO DIE.
I MEAN, WHAT DID I REALLY HAVE TO LOSE?
STEPPED OUT THE SECOND HAND STORE WITH A HEART THAT HAD BEEN TOO USED.
DAMN. DADDY NEEDS A NEW PAIR OF SHOES.
BUT EVERY TIME I ROLL THESE DICE, SNAKE EYES AND I LOSE.
GAMBLE WITH LOVE? YEAH, I GOT AN ADDICTION.
HOPELESS ROMANTIC? YEAH, I FIT THE DESCRIPTION.
THEY SAY THE GRASS IS GREENER... THAT THERES PLENTY OF FISHES
BUT I'D RATHER SWIM ALONE THAN WITH THESE PIRANHA BITCHES.
DIGGING MY DITCHES. DIGGING MY GRAVES.
BURY MY HOPE WHERE THESE SKELETONS LAY.
IM TALKING SIX FEET DEEP IN PERMANENT SLEEP.
WE ONCE SAID WE LOVED EACH OTHER BUT I GUESS TALK IS CHEAP.
I SWEAR ON EVERYTHING THAT I LOVE THIS IS THE LAST SONG
I'LL EVER WRITE ABOUT A GIRL BECAUSE I THOUGHT I FOUND THE RIGHT ONE.
YEAH, THE RIGHT ONE...BUT I WAS WRONG SO...
PESSIMIST. AIN'T A THING THAT CAN CHANGE ME.
FEELING BRAND NEW, CALL ME JESSE LACEY.
THE FIRST SONG FOR YOUR MIX-TAPE AND ITS PROBABLY MY DEATH WISH
BUT FUCK IT... I GOT MORE SPINE THAN A JELLYFISH.
I THINK WE HAVE AN EMERGENCY.
I'M STARTING TO BECOME EVERYTHING I NEVER WANTED TO BE.
WHEN IT DESERVED TO BE ALIVE, YEAH, I'VE SEEN LOVE DIE
BUT EVERY STORY HAS AN END AND I'M NOT LOOKING FOR A RETRY.
I SWEAR ON EVERYTHING THAT I LOVE THIS IS THE LAST SONG
I'LL EVER WRITE ABOUT A GIRL BECAUSE I THOUGHT I FOUND THE RIGHT ONE.
YEAH, THE RIGHT ONE...BUT I WAS WRONG SO FUCK THE WORLD.
YOUR BETTER OFF ALONE MAN. LEAVE IT ALONE.
REPAIR ME. IM COMING UNGLUED.
BLOOD RED HANDS WITH A CASE OF THE BLUES.
DOES PULLING THIS TRIGGER MAKE THE MURDERER?
I PULLED THE TRIGGER BUT I AM NOT THE MURDERER.
I AM NOT THE MURDERER.
FOR THE RECORD, THINGS WITH US WERE NEVER THAT BAD.
FOR THE RECORD, I KNOW YOU PUT IN ALL THAT YOU HAD.
BUT IT JUST WASN'T ENOUGH AND NO I COULDN'T BE MAD.
WE WERE JUST TWO DIFFERENT SOULS TRYING TO WALK THE SAME PATH.
YOU ONCE WERE MY SUNSHINE ON THE DARKEST OF DAYS
BUT IT HAD BEEN SO LONG SINCE I HAD FELT YOUR RAYS.
I WAS FREEZING. OUR LOVE HAD GROWN COLD.
WE BEGGED AND WE BORROWED. WE GAVE UP CONTROL.
THESE ARE THE WORDS I NEVER WANTED TO SAY.
GOODBYE. FAREWELL. GO AWAY.
YOUR BETTER OFF ALONE MAN. LEAVE IT ALONE.
I SWEAR ON EVERYTHING THAT I LOVE THIS IS THE LAST SONG
I'LL EVER WRITE ABOUT A GIRL BECAUSE I THOUGHT I FOUND THE RIGHT ONE.
WRONG AGAIN, SON... IT'S ALL FUCKED, MAN. FUCK THE WORLD.
YOUR BETTER OFF ALONE MAN. LEAVE IT ALONE.
LEAVE IT ALONE, BRIAN. LEAVE IT ALONE.
PUT DOWN THE PEN, MAN. SHES NOT COMING HOME.
credits
from Self Portraits & Self Destruction,
released October 23, 2012
Vocals & Lyrics: Sikes
Programming/Samples: Brian Howe
Live Drums: Joey Solak
Guitars: Josh Escoto
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