released July 4, 2014
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- Track Name: Street Sity Surf - The Beach
going to the beach
I'm going to the beach
I'm going to the woods
going to the woods
playing in the sand
yeah I'm playing in the sand
I'm playing in the trees
playing in the trees
'cause I know you don't the time
no, you don't have much time now
no you don't have much time for the beach.
going to your house
I was going to your house
I was running from the cops
running from the cops
love this house
yeah I love this house
but I don't like the cops
don't like the cops
cause I know you don't have the time
no, you don't have the time now,
know you don't have the time
to fuck the police.
hey, i love the beach.
fuck the police.
- Track Name: Loner Chic - All Natural
no matter which way you look at it half our backup supply is gone
and now the kids are out raiding their parents cabinets searching for any unturned stone
there is spirit in the searching for the courage to go it alone
i'd be a liar if i said this was not beautiful
and no matter which way you cut it the pie is poison but we are sewer rats
and we ingest however much we can take with our circulatory systems intact
so take two shots for the future
take another three for the past
relax your mind and open your eyes and think of something clever to say real fast
there's a small potential greatness concentrated in this basement
a small potential for something transcendent
something that won't make us all want to end it
a small potential greatness concentrated in this place
and we don't have to burn it down to know it's all natural
so i started smoking cigarettes
always felt like i was second best
so i only had a minor case of arrogance
and i threw away my high school degree as soon as they gave it to me
well i'm sure that someone kept a record of it on the internet
and so i try to keep an open mind at all times
figure out which habits i should quit
there's a small potential greatness in the routines to which i stick
and i don't have to love my life to know it's all natural
but let me tell you that when you talk to me
your voice reaches the corners of this fractured scene
so your high school party does not sound so appealing to me.
- Track Name: Koala Tea Time - Forgetting Childhood Lakes II
Do you remember the nights we stayed up talking
in your old bedroom?
You told me that there's a saying -
that a persons eyes are a window to their soul.
When the sun rose up, you said we should do this again.
But we never got our chance to.
I moved out, and I moved on from our home town.
But I never forget the words that you said.
When I moved into my new place
I painted the walls the color of your eyes.
I painted the walls the color of your soul.
I'm so sorry that I left you. You were the only home I ever had.
- Track Name: P.S. 118 - Burger Meister Meister Burger
I'll sail away
You know i've been meaning to
Take everything you can fit on your back with you
You and I we're not so different
You and I we're not so different after all
- Track Name: Shakusky. - Melt of Winter
Cold morning, can't get out of bed. Frozen water in the pipes and in my dreams and in my head. Hot shower, toes are numb and red. Frozen water in the lakes and in my veins and I have said, "We will subscribe to magazines as the walls crumble and collide, and censor what we deem obscene." As we hover in shame, our habits to blame, we wait for our names to carry us through the fabric of time, a meaningless line. A point on a graph. Endless mountains of pencil-drawn peaks. Now we've gone and undefined the meaning of existing in time. Last winter we locked ourselves away in our rooms and in our minds. I have a habit of avoiding my problems. I have a habit of avoiding you. That spring thawed us both out, warm bodies and warm hearts. In my dream last night you were perfect. Months of medication later, it turns out that leaving the house can be a good thing.
- Track Name: American Memories - We Will Always End Up Alone
If you want me
To come over
I'm not doing much
Just drunk again
On the couch
But who knows if I'll make
Or how well I'll actually park
Because in the end it's the same result
We both end up alone
The way I looked at you
Everytime you had to leave
I'm still as lost as I was eighteen
The way I talked to you
I hope it sounded like I cared
Because I did.
- Track Name: In Writing - Sunny Side
The smell of our summer still linger in the sheets and these thoughts of you are memories I couldn't keep. So I'm sorry if this comes off as rash but I only wish you the best as you swallow your regrets sharing sweat in a strangers bed pile your regrets sharing sweat. These broken hands are tired of trying to fix what could never be replaced.
- Track Name: Big Awesome - Grey's Birthday
Crusin' to the island tonight
Me and the boys have got nothing better to do
We're going to the triangle, but we're a bunch of squares
Standing around in circles waiting for diamonds to appear
Is this the night, where everything goes as planned
Well I'm just waiting to see what happens
We don't have time to wait all night
The sun will come up soon and there's no where else to hide
We'll just end up back at Grey's house
Throwing cards around
Is this the night
When no one makes their plans
We don't have time to wait all night
The sun will come up soon
There's no where else to hide
I'll just meet you back at Grey's house
Throwin' cards around
- Track Name: Glassgrade - Rarities
’d rather you continue honestly than stifle things and let it hurt you. 'cause we just need to communicate about this, I’m not going to vanish or anything like that.
but I don't have such irrational fears. not anymore. not since the days became a fight, and I don't talk as much as I should. not to an end I could be satisfied with.
then you looked at me and said "I suppose if you're lost that you can re-trace your steps. don't count on me holding on to all your empty promises." it's not what I want, it's what you left me with. it's not sensible if you're embracing it. and everything that you never got a chance to say, I hope you say it. I hope you feel it.
I'd like to think that I was born astute, mindful of others and able to cope. I know it's untrue, you just don't want to tell me and ruin my hopes. but rarities and simple things, they differ only through affection, and I still thrash about for days just for moments of your precious attention.
if only you had said something. if only I had said something. if only you had said something, if only I had said anything. anything at all.
but I don't have such irrational fears. not anymore, not since the days became a fight. I'll convince myself I found my place trying so hard to make it seem like I'm doing alright.