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is everything you are

by TL;DR

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You cannot win So just give in You sealed your fate So why wait? The ink is dry on your paper Go on and kiss your maker I think you've reached your nadir And lost all that you made here You never had a fair fight Since that fated fair night You sold your love to a sailor And she left you a failure I thought myself bloodthirsty Now I pray your mercy You've had your fair share of torment Now give our hero his formant
well I heard she left, with the noontide's ebb smoked my last cigarette, as I watched her silhouette, receding to the sunset waves crash against the shore, in a quiet semaphore but all I got is this beach within my reach, all I got is this beach within my reach and she ended on the sands of a distant land where bonfires burned, a point of no return a point of no return there came a fond farewell from the ocean swell now I'll never be free, and I'll never be free because I still hear those screams, in my dreams all I hear are those screams, in my dreams
Cold Coffee 04:13
drinking cold coffee left over from the day before smoking butts stamped onto the floor reading from the sears catalog, sucking milk up from the sog gonna get a cheap thrill tonight she don't know what he's good for a misspelling besmirches the page like a lipstick stains a toothy grin peeling paint, straining to hold onto the wall flipping away in the wind now a spot bared, now a house humbled she don't know what he's good for
Couldn't take it so I left one night For a second life in paradise Where I wandered through the wilderness To escape society's illnesses And I don't know what my next meal will be Could be dirt, some leaves, or anything A pile of rotting fish or twigs Or it could just be another night on this Desert island This desert island Whoa whoa Now I'm here and I've got my life And I've got no way to spend my time Except to root around the the forest floor And reminisce about my life before How I woke up every morning at 10:15 Watched some movies, flipped through some magazines I can deal with collecting my own food But I'm just so goddamn sick of this...
Sanctions against a belief No moral quandaries in beating a thief? A nation of faces stood staring at their feet No violence against the weak But now armies stand ready to fight For the honor of bleeding black and white With no need to avoid, and no recourse in sight A battle rages into the night And now we're walking through the dark of an empty amusement park You can hear the remarks of the carnival barkers Lobbed at their targeted marks And now we're walking through the dark of an empty amusement park Where the gods of the car parks fire acid-tipped lawn darts on every marketing lark
Why do you try so hard? It crumbles into dust The castles you build in the sand succumb to the sea It's almost guaranteed You should have learned long ago not to fly too close to the sun Or fall back down to the earth Your little wings weren't built to be taken outside You'll live and die with that curse. Goddamn you fell so far At least in terms of your height You whiled away years staring up at the sky Wishing that you were in flight And when you looked out of your window at the stars that twinkled and shined Like flames aburst in the night No one would ever care who you are A guttered candlelight
Labyrinths 03:48
You have bagged a deer in your takeout container You have brought home the hunt in your large car All the good stuff was gone, didn't leave a remainder There's a store up ahead for what you've sought The tiny items finally fold Serendipity or plan-o-gram? I see your dirt I see your scum I see your rust and I wanna run The flip of the month crashes down now Doesn't matter, it's just a spin You feel enchanted, you feel no remorse Ceding to the will of the wind I'm taking solace in what I know I've got my best souvenirs I'm taking solace in what I know I haven't changed in years
Deist Clock 03:35
I've been leaving you out in the rain and I think that this might engender some pain before too long The side effect of neglect is a chore but i think you've come to settle the score Somehow the founding fathers got it right now the gears are grinding to a halt smoke is blotting out the sun everyone says it's not our fault there's nothing left to do but drive it down to dry get out and walk hell I'll stop when midnight strikes these are the very last ticks of a deist clock doesn't matter what kind of damage i do at this point couldn't put it to wax because the static dug in too deep now no ones got a record that they wanna repeat the black grows tall, so hold my calls another alley formed you got a lack of light in your apartment inhabiting on the decline and what was familiarly friendly and fine was turned into debris made by the divine there's nothing left to do but drive it down to dry get out and walk hell i'll stop when midnight strikes these are the very last ticks of a deist clock doesn't matter what kind of damage i do at this point
here i am lamenting that i didn't get another hit when really i wish that shit just didn't exist we're slightly loaded up but not enough to make a difference just enough for you to get tired and lose interest i won't feel the cold anymore since you slipped away undertow the sense that you're getting is more than you bargained for running with the hare and hunting with the hounds decisions are made, derision displayed when you're not around i can feel it can you feel it too? oh i'm just fucking with you
This is my six string and gun serenade Everyone follow me with their shanks and grenades No one knows their head from a hole in the wall a vicious cycle of watching empires fall There goes it all falls to the ground without a sound This is my robotic monkey brigade taking hostage the kings in the castle we raid planting seeds for tomorrow's revolution kissing fireflies, a syncopated evolution now hear it so loud without a sound without a sound When I want to know about the temperature I just boot up this machine and it will tell me I open up a browser, wait for it to load go to a website, enter my zip code hit submit and hopefully it shows this vital information about the temperature when i want to go somewhere, wind blowing in my hair i just hit the open road and i go driving but first i gotta get some PTO don't have enough but i can borrow some so check tire pressure, oil change and go out west, follow the GPS into the sunset
Telling You 05:31
Azure fields unfold to celadon and light sears through capital letters once again You can help yourself if you're hungry It's great to see you again Feel the ridge of the carpet on your bare feet We don't have to leave before ten Today we're awake and living in languor It's a priceless moment We don't have to fill the silence with anything And should I feel like I participated? While the rest of you got sated? Dead air, rests, and space Go underrated Packed in the back for a time Otherwise I'm a marble in your eye The haze of the day leaves a lasting impression Why is completing something such an obsession? Now I'm telling, telling, telling you I'm telling, telling, telling you I'm not selling, selling, you On the idea of having a good time waiting around


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released June 21, 2013

Recorded at Dacha Studios and the Rat's Nest, Madison, WI.
Engineered by Lonya Nenashev and Mike Janusz.
Mixed by TL;DR and Mike Janusz.
Mastered by Collin Jordan at Boiler Room.
Songs by TL;DR.


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