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1. Lost Featuring Lazlo Hollyfield
2. Body Bag
3. Zep Ledrin
4. CBS
5. Faster Wussycat
6. Fort Awesome
7. Bop Bip Bip
8. Threes
9. Bounce House
10. Meat Sunday

Rick Johnson – Bassin Singin
Nathan Cohn – Drumin
Mario Bourzac – Strumin Wailin

Recorded at Cold War Studios in Grand Rapids, MI
Mastered By Joel Halstet In Athens, GA

 

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LYRICS!!!

Lost Featuring Lazlo Hollyfeld

I got lost
In a sea between hate and stress
Followed by wandering and knowing these things I can’t attest
And it said

A false reaction to an idea recall
A false reaction to an idea recall

And it seems to be walking or a least a crawl
To the shores people running to a avoid the fall

When we do it will be there explained
For the mind it can not obtain

The simple pleasures of the body we take
The simple pleasures of the body we take

And We’re Lost
What’s the Cost?

It’s the path
To tell the truth from lies
Through paintings or the glass
where does your hate reside?

A false reaction to an ideal recall
A false reaction to an ideal recall

The shit is still spewing straight from the stall
To the shores people running to avoid it all

How does this explain
From your eyes its all in vain

The simple pleasures of the body we take
The simple pleasures of the body we take

 

Body Bag

 

All you can do is look at me and think that this is what comforts me
Testify what things we’ll see all you can do is look at me

And I’m done  

Tell  me all the things we’ve done and that they make a ton of fun
We can wait till the month is done and turn the page and bring up who won

And its so fucking stressfull

I can’t take this
not my fault I took my turn

Why’s it always
Why’s it always
Why’s it always
I couldn’t even exchange  Or muster a return

Why’s it always
Why’s it always
Why’s it always

With these problems that follow me you would think I could see
What to do and what to bring with these problems that follow me

And I’m done

I hate to be the one that sings of the shit that annoys me
But the record that plays for days the problem wont just go a way

And its so fucking stressfull

Zep Ledrin

Facts described from man
A wrench taken in hand
It tightens from left to right
Loosens from right to left

Quality of life remains intact
Regardless of monetary exacts
Your Interest rates recirculates
Regardless of the finacial state

It doesn’t make sense!

It takes 90 days
To tell them 90 ways
These decisions were made
Without our say

React or don’t
The Policy will change
When the heads vote
Outside of their cage

It doesn’t mak e sense!

CBS

Stop!
Look At Yourself
In a mirror
Wealth

You see it’s fallen Beyond repair
Self dignity all in the air
Your body full of despair
The worlds seen your underwear

Your Voice
Your Choice
Your Voice
Destroys

Walk
It all away
Unplug it
Safe

To repair it you must decide
Flip a switch to ignore a lie
Deprogram no deny
Your failing so reach the Time

Faster Wussycat

Things to hold on to
Things to save
Things to reach for
Things today
Piece the Puzzle
Piece The Ways
Feed The Silence
Feed The Days

Fall Apart
Fall To Arms
Fail at Something
Fail at Art
Reach Achievment
Reach The End
Teach Something
Teach Repent

Shut your mouth and tell me something
Shut your mouth or tell me something
I Don’t know

Be a man and tell me something
Be a man or tell me something
I don’t know
I’ve had enough

Fort Awesome

Taps Describe Mankind
Parts straightened like a spine
Once you follow nothing sours
Hopes been lost for days

Materialize
Fantasize
Materialize
Your lies

Can’t sort through the shit
That spews straight from you lips
Once its broken
You’re misspoken
I’ve been demoted

Materialize
Fantasize
Materialize
What’s inside

Materialize
Fatasize
Materialize
Your lies

Patchwork laid inside
A gise was made outside
Once you follow
Nothing sours
Hopes been lost for days

Bop Bop Bip

Is this  my Time
Or I’m Borrowing Some
A Simple Mission Decision and interests are well known

It’s all I can do or simply a few
A name I can choose
It’s all I can do

All the people decide
Where they’ll take their ride
For a limited time
It’s an eye for an eye
It’s all I can do

What’s it’s worth
Not what it says
Reach for appointments no reason no end

It’s all I can do drop a name or two
Pick the left or the right
Its all I can do

All the people decide
Where they’ll take their ride
For a limited time
It’s an eye for an eye
It’s all I can do

Threes

Take Ourselfs Too Seriously
And our friends aren’t what they seem
But most of all

I get a reaction
With mild distractions

These False appointments
For whats its worth

One attachment
Through my attraction

To each his own

My Pride is whats at stake
The way I will lose is a risk I’ll take

I get a reaction
With mild distractions

These False appointments
For whats its worth

One attachment
Through my attraction

To each his own

Bounce House

These Boxes are all around
I stack them straight from up the ground
It never ends it never ends
And the pain it drives me insane

I can count it on one hand
The joy I feel from this plan
This is my life this is my life
And the pain it drives me insane.  

Meat Sunday

He sticks his eye out
Like cellophane
She brings her throat out
A bulging vein

all the things that they want
to their friends they will flaunt
buried between the lines
A single list

It shifts
It rips
It splts
It sticks

Assemble your lines
Bring out your dead
Flash your best cards
Power ahead

The battle has begun
This time nobody won
White knuckles black eyes
A loaded gun

It shifts
It rips
It spits
It sticks

The ties
Are broke
When lies
Are spoke