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1.
03:40
I used to dabble in a lot before you know Understanding why people never change You stand ugly in your shirt to start spreading all the dirt Never be anything you can't change Taking photographs on a halfway boardwalk Glow in your eyes and skin with chalk Bleed irregularly and understanding why I'm think first do maybe kinda guy Alright Ok I think I'm gonna like this story So I'll be right here passed out All clear Take a charge off the whole show I never knew that pain had such good flow Stay proud with the dirt in your shirt Never be anything that can't be truly earned Breathing in the stale ale smell Do people really want to spend time well I'm starting to believe I'm starting to see Why we have our problems with history Alright Ok I think I'm gonna like this story So I'll be right here passed out All clear
2.
I feel dense in my mind Pretend to grow up I got feeling inside my head I store up We walk sideways against the crowded windows They see nothing at all but shaded figures I see nothing I can't pretend Others breathe in and start to spend All of their feelings in the same place What do you have to say Regrettable Grace Crease in the sheets you got me getting out of I feel so confined and start to fold up I know its all the same if you start losing But I'm the game it's all you've ever played What are you gonna do I see nothing I can't pretend Others breathe in and start to spend All of their feelings in the same place What do I have to say Regrettable Grace I see nothing I can't pretend Others breathe in and start to spend All of the feelings in the same place What do I have to say Regrettable Grace
3.
04:07
Baby you know I got you something Looking around, it's all the same to me Blend into everything I know and Breathing instead of learning how to scream I told them all but they wouldn't believe me It would seem more real if it wasn't all a dream I learn to be everything that you hate It's societies fault for making fools kings And your stepping your mind What do you find You gotta pick a side We all got a line We all gotta stare up at the sky and understand We gotta stare up at the sky and have a plan We gotta believe all we hear from reasonable men We gotta steal everything from the discount can We're victims of popular culture and here we are Victims of kings and vultures and here we are Victims of popular culture and here we are Victims of kings and vultures My symphony of hyperbole will be dated quickly in the next few years Trends change and people stay but I think we all have different fears I'm starting to sink into the progress people made and now I know Why we try to hide And your stepping your mind What do you find You gotta pick a side We all got a line We all gotta stare up at the sky and understand We gotta stare up at the sky and have a plan We gotta believe all we hear from reasonable men We gotta steal everything from the discount can We're victims of popular culture and here we are Victims of kings and vultures and here we are Victims of popular culture and here we are Victims of kings and vultures I want more than I would like to say You look at me with sense that it will be ok LA
4.
04:00
Just the thought of it I shake my mind to myself And all the little things That tell me lies wouldn't help But then the bell rings And all the saviors look the other way Take it upstate And tell the goons who run the show And all the cheap seats That learn to dance in all the snow And I am burnt out Just like the embers in the sky in October I'm not sure what they say is the truth man I pay to read what I can see on the witness stand And I know that we're all tired of being the same And members of the game I break down into little tiny pieces that you munch on Turns out you got no one to see all of your bail outs I'm not narcissistic enough to be older Take it upstate And tell the goons who run the show And all the cheap seats That learn to dance in all the snow And I am burnt out Just like the embers in the sky in October I'm not sure what they say is the truth man I pay to read what I can see on the witness stand And I know that we're all tired of being the same And members of the game I'm not sure what they say is the truth man I pay to read what I can see on the witness stand And I know that we're all tired of being the same And members of the game
5.
Taking my lies and packing up Twenty four hours no service Your face blends into the sheets And its just another voice in the echo Baby I'm not sure if you're in my life I feel something good but it's not alright We look, we try, we live, we die but it's Coming up a little short Baby I'm not sure if you're in my life Reflections in the mind of the back seat Saving all your life to just play taxi Pick one up and tell em at the end What's his fair and give me a good rating Baby I'm not sure if you're in my life I feel something good but it's not alright We look, we try, we live, we die but it's Coming up a little short Baby I'm not sure if you're in my life We used to talk about Looking at houses every damn morning We tried to decompress Grown up feeling jaded We started to be honest and happy and tragic We started to be lonely to be something, to be something Baby I'm not sure if you're in my life I feel something good but it's not alright We look, We try, We live, We die but it's Coming up a little short Baby I'm not sure if you're in my life
6.
I used to know what I felt in my mind And I still believe that somethings nothing paranoid loving I wanna know if I slip into regret I gotta level with ya I don't believe it but I gotta keep on moving on Softly falling on broken leaves Gotta be on this like two time pscho-pathic robotics I can't believe that we choose to fall into these traps I can't believe moral victory is over the dead sea Painted houses Bored spouses And wooden fences Taking expanses Wanna have children and a small dog Happiness escapes like a thick fog Breathe My symphony of hyperbole will be dated quickly in the next few years Trends change and people stay But I think that we all have different fears I'm starting sink into the progress people made And now I know why we try to hide Painted houses Bored spouses And wooden fences Taking expanses Wanna have children and a small dog Happiness escapes like a thick fog And I'm moving like a ghost As I move to the outpost The only place I've ever been that gets respect for your man And if I'm in the street I'm getting heat from the old man The only thing I've ever seen is the back of his hand Puts it up four miles high Wonder how he think he's such a wise guy Came up from the top Sucking bottom-feeding bones dry I need to escape Free myself from all this red tape The world is just a bunch of words The people sing em back like birds And if I ever catch you following the path of an average joe I'm gonna throw you up and leave you stuck in the trees How can you do this to me man, jeez A remedy made when I was 18 And I know that everyone starts to fall back into the scene of Painted houses Bored spouses And wooden fences Taking expanses Wanna have children and a small dog Happiness escapes like a thick fog
7.
Waking up in the morning Turning around to know that it's storming Close the shades, everything's inside Just another way to pretend to hide Understand what I'm saying Looking so fast that you know that I'm praying Everything around us will start dancing Gotta get along or you know we'll get frantic Losing some steam now darling Telephones kings and queens can't stand it Look em in the eye like a terrible person I know it's weird but we both deserve it I'm taking my mind off of something I'm taking my mind off of something Write it off like it's less than nothing I never believed that it was a problem I'm not sure if you wanna play the saint Pulling me up from here Pulling me up from fear I get it that you really just want to be someone going through The motion and the treads that life gave you But now you gotta sit down And you gotta understand Cool and collected on the freeway Telling me off like it's no big deal I understand that we're short a lot But you gotta understand that we're never gonna stop They can doubt all they want to Calling it off like it's nothing But I like to pretend to be more than something I'm done with cardboard cutouts Singing the songs like a Pennsylvania roadhouse Driving along the broken road Of Childhood dreams of broken bone I'm losing gas and I'm stalling Wonder if I'll get it all going Never mind the facts that I've been told now I'm sick of dying in slowmo I'm not sure if you wanna play the saint Pulling me up from here Pulling me up from fear I get it that you really just want to be someone going through The motion and the treads that life gave you But now you gotta sit down And you gotta understand I'll laugh it away I don't know what I can say I'll laugh it away I don't know what I can say Baby I know it's all the same to you So let's go I'm not sure if you wanna play the saint Pulling me up from here Pulling me up from fear I get it that you really just want to be someone going through The motion and the treads that life gave you But now you gotta sit down And you gotta understand
8.
Bring it back before you saw me Hang up the phone before you call me Map it out on the destruction webpage Learn to spell, I can't wait And now I know Wearing one thousand coats Standing in the rain Oh no Shifting gears On the way to learning the game On no Spending money and hope To start to think they're the same Oh no Spell it out, make a scene of anger Learn to be something out of danger I used to yell and I used to know her I never knew nothing but a boardwalk soldier And then it starts, again, again, again, again Losing touch On the way to fortune and fame Oh no I read a magazine once Who told me what was my name Oh no Overrated friends In a subway stain Oh no Baby you shake my life I read a magazine once Who told me what was my name Overrated friends And a subway stain Wearing one thousand coats Standing in the rain Shifting gears On the way to learning the game Should have never told them It was all the way
9.
04:48
Save Virginia It'd take a mountain I like to pretend you know what I am Is it the morning Or lack of waiting That taught me to be so insecure And here we looking down at something Never pretend it was nothing at all People lie and people grow up Learn to be free and fold up I'm sure It's all the same, it's all the same Good morning universe I try to be the one Who looks up at the sun She looks down anyway We try to be the fun For one thousand smoking guns Take the storms Take the things Stand up and take a seat I believe you Can you tell I believe into the eyes I sell I used to see them The drained faces I don't want em anymore Drink the sorrow Eat the wonder Why must we justify everything And here we go looking at the ground And spinning here understanding everything I don't know Sun parched houses and missing spouses Is this just the american dream Good morning universe I try to be the one Who looks up at the sun She looks down anyway We try to be the fun For one thousand smoking guns Take the storms Take the things Stand up and take a seat I believe you Can you tell I believe into the eyes I sell

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This album is a musical album with some songs.

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released August 26, 2017

Isaac Mosebrook - Drums, Guitar, Bass, Production

Matt Kerr - Vocals, Keyboards

Josh Toth - Album Art

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