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Surrpiounder

by Surrounder

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s_ap In High in The Bath Again, the lyric "22 to 65". Does that refer to 1922-1965 the life of Antonio Berni who made work about poverty and industrialism? Well it might be (definitely is) a stretch but he was good.
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god wizard how do you know how you feel? Favorite track: Scumlord.
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Dalton Wright Every song on this album is good and, more importantly, the band has confidence in what they are doing. The lyrics and melodies are inspired and the instrumentation just makes the songs that much better. Overall, an incredible album. Favorite track: (Robot Song).
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1.
My care Don't just have eyes for me Don't you see I'm surrendering my body Answer Me when I ask this time How can you Get off to such a thin lie? Oh my god I can't help what I can't help My god They say don't hit below the belt Oh my god You hit and cracked my empty shell Oh my god You're here, I'm not I am your porn Shut the fuck up I am your porn Wake the fuck up If I don't (If you don't) Wanna be (Need my heart here) Here then why (Then just say so) Do you? (Then just say so)
2.
Which compulsion Does it feed To speak of now As an in-between? Fall into step with the crowd Hyper-monotony bound American euphoria Is a movie scene In a concrete dream Time lapse Of traffic downtown Hyper-monotony bound When I told you I'm moving back down south You laughed At the big gap Between my teeth Every day you pass Silent en masse What happens next With a habit like that? What's the pride In scraping the sky? Have you seen the piece By Lichtenstein At the museum They're pointilized and Sliced into panels Their cartoon eyes are Sliced into panels What happens next With a habit like that?
3.
Your role models, your friends, Your parents and kin Can you help that They are all caricatures? I can't help what I want from you But it makes what you are to me Mostly a caricature​ Ooh my device Hides your insides Ooh all my might Badadadada Ooh your insides Stop at my eyes Ooh all my might Reaches out Oooh A caricature No no no no no Who can hide Who can seek Who can hide Who can seek No no no no Interiority
4.
(Robot Song) 02:38
5.
Potato Man 03:24
It don't mean much But I worked beside her Still wish I had known To see her off In all her 60 years They had time to work Her to death But all I got was a fucking text: Can you come in on Monday for The shift she left? I should take it and call in sick If I weren't already short The goddamn rent Sell my time To spend time Stranger in my cage Smile at for minimum wage Split my day in two But what if I'm sad today? Need more than just half today I'll take you to work And I'll get you from work And grab a drink Potato man I'm a vegetable to the core More than I can stand I just wanna stay up Til sunrise I worked the night that Leonard Cohen died A schedule numb to Every surprise I worked the night that Leonard Cohen died I still feel like a fucking slave Even though they say they'll Pay me more After 90 days Potato man I'm a vegetable to the core More than I can stand I'll take you to work And I'll get you from work
6.
I backed out of my first tattoo Can't control when I cringe at the new And that's the fate Of my prior intentions Felt so strong Til the world took me with it I am made Of desires that Roam untethered To never unfold My bloodshot eyes Structure the night I drink with my lazy dreams Fractured too much to see How I would gather it back What to do once gathered back Got some time to kill Only time is killed Times relieved of all our cries Oh our paths across the Earth Draw lines dislpacing Lines Misplacing Oh our paths across the Earth Draw lines in dust I crawled home for the Hundredth time Diagrammed by Earth's Lazy lines All my dreams are dead All my dreams have died Fractured too much to see How I could gather me back What to do once gathered Cause all my dreams are dead All my dreams have died I may speak Like a falling rock makes noise Don't pretend that what's Dead has voice And all my friends are dead All my friends have died Try to hear our voice All we hear is noise
7.
I see my future I'm all wrapped up in it High in a bath again Crow's feet by my eyes Apartment's the same size High in a bath again 22 to 65 Smoke til I can't dance Social media trance Wide-eyed in bed again Disciplined body Still sleeping on laundry Wide-eyed in- 22 to 65 Doom Caught up in the Spin Love is small, pays my due I'll get no mercy Doom Scattered, minor thrills Move along, move along I'll get no mercy Doom 22 to 65 Color dulls in a world That just passes by
8.
Scumlord 02:45
Have you surfed the wave? The third flows In unexpected ways Thanks for giving me A job in your field But it's a field designed by you And if the way I love you Is designed by you Then you design me Oh master, you're a Scum Lord Scum Lord I'm sure you've surfed the wave But in bikini With your legs well shaved Thanks for doing a porno In Portland instead of LA But liberation is not Niche commodification of the body You gaze into the abyss... Scum Lord Scum Lord
9.
(Untitled) 02:44
Bedroom chords Salvage sound from the noise Giving place to those small signs Of life That double song Plays within and without Outside there's an economy Of clout It's numbers on a screen It's bodies at the scene Its ends instead of means 21 and up only Tied up in strings A puppeteer’s dream Detained and put on display Extort the real thing Impressioned voice Processing on repeat Made into a human machine's Motif And that machine's lure With care as disguise Collects the howls of humunculi It's numbers on a screen It's bodies at the scene It's ends instead of means It's ritual and pharmacy
10.
It's graduation For our friend Nathan It's hard to come down From circling truths And knowing You can sometimes hear their sound The second it ends The future divides and winds In drunk conversations The future is pliant like clay And then slight like fog In still congregation The future has courage from fear Then is timid from fear Surrounded by celebration Celebration There's nothing to do in the real world There's nothing to do in the real world

credits

released August 12, 2017

vocals - Carrie R
baritone guitar and vocals - Ty C
drums - Dylan C

written by Surrounder

recorded and mastered by Sir Sean Peterson (Pensacola Audio Documentation)


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