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recorded at Geller Cellar Studios in Mahopac NY

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released 07 July 2015

mike: drums
mike: bass, vocals
dean: guitar, lead vocals

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ourselves Carmel, New York

3 piece experimental rock band from New York

Dean - Guitar/Vocals
Mike - Drums
Mike - Bass/Vocals

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Track Name: Beef Feature
Good Morning!
Don't like your breakfast?
You have hardly ate...
Tell me, is there something wrong
with what is on your plate?

What is wrong my dear?
It seems like you don't even care...
Don't like what I prepare?
The bed is made & we must lay
to get into eachothers beef.

I'm fed up with feeding this
contradiction of a relationship.
If we get what we deserve
I guess this is what we wanted.
but I'm fed up with feeding this
contradiction of a relationship.
If we get what we deserve
I guess this is our reward.

Good Evening!
It's supper time but
you still don't want to eat.
Look at your plate!
I've made this for you,
you've hardly touched your meat.

What is wrong my dear?
It seems like you don't even care...
Don't like what I prepare?
The bed is made & we must lay
to get into eachothers beef.

I'm fed up with feeding this
contradiction of a relationship.
If we get what we deserve
I guess this is what we wanted.
but I'm fed up with feeding this
contradiction of a relationship.
If we get what we deserve
I guess this is our reward.

This or that or nothing at all.
Nothing gets better it's plain to be seen,
We're so full of shit complaining all week.
If you don't like what you got
Regurgitate your thoughts.

REGURGITATE, REGURGITATE
REGURGITATE, REGURGITATE
Track Name: Sun-Eaters
I'm walking barefoot without pain
I can feel my body & brain waves
they're telling me that I am fine
I can escape living this lie...

My mind is charging up inside,
I can feel everything in sight.
I have found something to be wise in,
standing on the edge of the horizon...

I can't see! I can't see!

My eyes have gone completely numb
cause I've been eating up the Sun,
I'm finding answers based on clues
new knowledge that I won't abuse.

I might get confused...
or
I might confuse you...

Is this the answer to my prayers?
or is this the life I bare? 'casue
I can't believe what I see with my eyes
I cant believe I've finally lost my mind.
Track Name: Hitori de Shinde
I've never needed any help,
but I didn't want to end up by myself.
I've taken shots below the belt,
Now the knife is in my gut.

Betraying everyone I know
leaves me alone.
My friends & enemies are
just someone to be around.

I can't control what I do with my ego,
the only way to free my soul.
Behold my honor, I must swallow
my pride and give up my life.

They say misery loves company
but they are wrong.
With my friends my life has hope &
means more than the world.

I never thought I needed anyone
& it's true cause I am all alone.
Something greater, is in control of us.
Not God, the Universe, but Love.
If you cant learn to love yourself,
then you'll become someone else's.
I am quite sure that I will die alone,
unless you let me feel what I have ignored.

Your time is coming...
So let the fear take you over!
Until it invades your brain & dreams.
Dwell on the threshold, &
laugh in the face of death.
Track Name: Y.W.Y.W.M.
Disinfect my insides with your smut.
I just need a reason to give up.
Free me from your guilty, filthy touch.
You have shown me all that I have lost.
Breed me & feed me your gun,
& kiss the ground.
Now bow down & pray to the Sun.

Home is where the heart ends.

Despite the weather outside,
your ghost is showing up.
Besides her dark hazel eyes,
the coast is burning up.

You want to take these pictures,
so that you can remember everything.
But I want to burn the pictures,
so I can forget your fuckin face.

Wanna hang me high?
Hang me up from here!!
Wanna bring me down?
Take me underground!!
Don't you wish you were me?
Everything you can be!!

Open up your ears open up the doors,
But be careful what you wish for.
Don't you see if you look good in a mirror
that you're only impressing yourself?

Don't you wish for!!
Don't you pray for!!
Don't wish you for me!!
Track Name: Whoreshoes
You 'strut your stuff',
You strut your 'love'
Parade your 'peace',
What are you supposed to be a dove?
You gimme a that stare,
With your terribly styled hair.
I can read your magazine,
it's a fuckin 'Vanity Fair'.
(a gathering of excessive pride
in one's own appearance or
achievements for public entertainment)

I'm done with your questioning...
Watch your mouth when you fuckin speak!
Don't you dare start threatening...
Watch your step you're tripping over your feet!

You're steppin on me,
with your high heeled shoes.
Always giving me,
your little 'Prostitute Blues'.
You're messin' with me,
so you better follow the rules.
You're a Two-Timing Champion
of an All-American World.
(being deceitful or being unfaithful
to a lover in the tradition of
an American double standard)

I'm done with your questioning...
Watch your mouth when you fuckin speak!
Don't you dare start threatening...
Watch your step you're tripping over your feet!

If you're trying to be cute...
ya gotta learn a lesson or two.
If you think that you're alive,
then you're believing your own lies.
Listen it isn't up to me, ya know,
you got your own "morals & values"
you need to prove to be true.
So I'm cordially inviting you,
to finish what you fucking start!