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Still running around aimlessly through a playground after all this time.

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released August 17, 2014

Written and played by Marty R. unless otherwise noted
Produced/Engineered by Alex McCollum
Mastered by Kenny McWilliams

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Track Name: The Obligatory Break Up Song
So it turns out all that you need is a little love, a lie, and a knife
And it turns out all I could do is waste waste waste my time
A pill will kill all of your aches
And take away the heavy shakes
So I hope that you don't mind
I can't be there this time

But if you answer the call
Or the cities all fall
Don't get far from your home
Don't get far from the phone
I wanna get it out of the way
And tell you I'm OK

So wait and see, wait and see
They'll crawl inside your ovaries
To send ahead the calvary
And plant a flag inside a seed
So burn it down! Burn it down!
And skip your way right out of town
I hope you lose the cops
Before the engine stops

(break up! break up! break up! wake up!)
But if you answer the call
Or the cities all fall
Don't get far from your home
Don't get far from the phone
I wanna get it out of the way
And tell you I'm OK

CUT OUT MY LUNGS
CUT OUT MY EYES
YOU OUGHT TO RUN
GIRL, YOU SHOULD HIDE

so it turns out you don't take kindly to lies, deception, and deceit
and it turns out that isn't what happened before
you grabbed your things to leave
A pill will kill all of your aches
And take away the heavy shakes
So I hope that you don't mind
I can't be there this time

(unintelligible)
Track Name: Television
Now and then, I start to bend
Broken bones need time to mend
On the kitchen floor, I lay again
I talk to myself
In my room, I sit and stare
I don't know what to do in there
The anchor said, "It's fair, folks tend to get hurt."

"So go ahead and settle down
Drink until you figure out
Why you always turn around and fall down in the dirt"

Lines connect the different dots
Points of interest on a box
If you squint, you'll start to see
Different patterns on the screen

I know exactly where I am
I know exactly where I stand

Don't swim around in kerosene
And light a match so you can see
To write inside your diary
When we talk on the phone

(jazz scatting)

Look, and then you'll see a trend:
Healthy bones resist the bend
Friends attempt to make amends
You sit all alone

If you want to hear the truth
Throw your TV off the roof
Contestants will run out of time
To get across the finish line

I know exactly where I am
I know exactly where I stand
Track Name: The Rat King's Lament
In the land of bourbon and honey
I sat aside as a spectator only
Given the fruit, I neglected to bite
An abstinent scholar of Earthly delight

And the crest rolls on, I keep getting better
I still haven't found the letter I wrote to the school newspaper
Detail in distaste and displeasure
Your silent disapproval is the highlight of my day
I must not break so lightly despite every
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(and then it fades out)
Track Name: Aphoria
Ulcerated, unofficial
Nearly there, begin to kindle
Luminosity is striking
Oligarchically inviting

Pulled up from the filthy soil
Gas can burn, and water boils
Look into the trees again
Walk into the woods

Colloquial in television
Kids are forming coalitions
Eloquent and to the point
A reason reaches for a coin

Every detail sings the truth
Species fail or follow through
Look into the water now
Fall into the fog

Swarm in over floors and bricks
Spirits! Hush the nervous tics