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PUNK ROCK DIE
03:04
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1984; an established fan in the community is on to something big.
He’s got a god complex
and it’s a gun in his hand.
Everything for sale.
“Space travel?”
“Yeah.”
“The house is haunted.”
“It didn’t say that when we bought it.”
“Better do something about it.”
“Yeah.”
So we took him away.
He doesn’t mind the sound of our machine.
Doesn’t mind that we take our time getting off the ground.
Stoned ghost on the ship.
Poltergeist in the pit.
“We come well-equipped…”
“...for space travel.”
“Yeah.”
“We’re supersonic.”
“If there’s a problem, we’ll resolve it.”
“And then we’ll be enthusiastic.”
“Yeah.”
Two of us are Gemini
And two of us can play the drums
I don’t want to burst your bubble.
None of us are having fun.
Sympathize with D.I.Y.
yet, criticize what’s coming up.
It’s meant to be
The Adventures of Bad Gravity.
To Be Continued….
End Scene.
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Steady incline. Hover above the ground.
You’ll think that we died.
I would implore you to take a look around
But you’re the one who hides behind your faces’ phone.
You seem impressed
That your favorite scene is flourishing right before your open eyes.
Bad Gravity is here now.
Write. Roll the dice. Strategize.
You never sacrifice.
Back again. Mad at the pen.
Feeling compromised.
I’ll never participate in sponsorship
Unless it pays my bills.
I’ll never anticipate the next big thing
And try to seek those thrills.
Remember when we used to date and make mistakes?
Did you learn from them?
You try to communicate with reasoning
And they all give in.
They all give in.
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3. |
BREAKFAST IN SPACE
02:40
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It’s right in your face, Breakfast in space
Keeps you warm. Keeps you satisfied with the goals ahead.
All the shows we pacified; faces turning red.
“I think people like our band.
All’s we have left to do is eat these UFO pancakes.
So hey bud, pass me the eggs.
We’ve got a big day ahead.
Gotta find a record label.
Gotta get a record deal.”
“Maybe at the show tonight
There will be a guy
Who knows a guy
That owns a record label.”
***Guitar Solo***
“You think they’ll like that?”
“Assuming it’s the best-case scenario.”
“Well we’ve got to act like we don’t give a shit.”
I burnt the toast again.
I needed that for vitamins and nutrients.
The Goodest Boy ate all of the PB & J.
So much for starting my day the right way…
Been a good while since I’ve had good coffee.
I’ve been eating astronaut shit out the bag.
Miss the caffeine, now I’m addicted to space grass.
It makes people wanna dance,
And buy all our shirts. I know that it’s true.
The EP will be on vinyl soon.
So shove your mouth full of grits.
You gonna take that fuckin’ hit?
You gonna buy my fuckin’ merch?
Cause we really need the gas, man.
We don’t even have a band van.
All we’ve got is our intuition,
And you don’t learn that shit in church camp.
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4. |
ODE TO THE GOODEST BOY
03:17
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If you’ve never felt the joys
of having a good boy standing by your side, well…
You’re missing out.
Yeah, you’re missing out.
It’s like swallowing the god-damn sun.
And when he dreams, I’ll bet he thinks of me.
T.G.B. on tour with us,
Now that’s what I call a band mascot.
Sound-checking in the milky way...
Make sure to feed him every day.
If you think he’s gonna run away
It doesn’t matter, cause he’ll be okay.
He’s the best that we could ask for.
There aren’t many things that make us smile anymore.
Yeah, we’ve got a lot to grieve about.
And I get scared every time I remember
He’ll die too soon.
Everyone you love will die too soon.
From 9-to-5, he sits all alone
Like a submissive adult trapped in a shitty day-job.
He guards the ship when we’re not home.
Sniffing around. Chewing on bones.
It’s time to go, he’s the GPS.
Push a button on his collar and put him to the test.
He knows not the weight of reality.
Happy to be here standing next to me.
Sound-checking in the milky way...
Make sure to feed him every day.
If you think he’s gonna run away
It doesn’t matter, cause he’ll be okay.
He’s the best that we could ask for.
There aren’t many things that make us smile anymore.
Yeah, we’ve got a lot to grieve about.
And I get scared every time I remember
He’ll die too soon.
Everyone you love will die too soon.
Does he even know that I got a tattoo of him?
Does he even know what a tattoo is?
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I seek appeal.
You steal my meal.
See progression systems unfold
Behind you,
There’s something I’d like to see.
Behind me,
There’s envy.
Gig is done.
Over now.
Underwhelm.
Cry for help.
Episode.
Unreleased.
I just want you to notice me.
But I can’t relate to anything you do
Or anyone you meet.
Reassurance-Simulator Defense.
Reject courage into emulation.
No one’s paying attention to me.
You’re not even listening.
Standing in the back of the coat-check line.
Practice every day, but we argue all the time.
Think outside the box ‘til you cross over the line.
Project everything from your state of mind.
Open-casket.
Never thought about it.
Will I leave it finished for assessment?
Will they pay attention to me?
Simulation’s obsolete.
No one ever told me that the price is never free.
No one ever told me that they want to be like me.
Standing in the back of the coat-check line.
Practice every day, but we argue all the time.
Think outside the box ‘til you cross over the line.
Project everything from your state of mind.
Doing everything that they want me to be.
Advertising things that they want me to see.
Making the decisions that they want me to feel.
Threatening existence with the goal of overcoming something that you thought you couldn’t even feel.
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6. |
PEPPERONI LOPEZ
03:21
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I have a role-model.
He’s the kind of person I don’t want to be.
He’s the Negative Me.
You can buy him on Amazon Prime.
You can pay another 60 dollars for a 3-month warranty.
He sold his dads’ brand new car.
He smiles when he plays guitar,
But he doesn’t play it from his heart.
No, he doesn’t play it from his heart.
(In the sun, in the sun,)
He sits on his Walmart half-pipe.
(In the sun, in the sun,)
And sips an American beer.
When he sits inside his jar,
He’ll eat another protein bar,
And wish upon a shooting star.
Privilege will get you far.
Trophy case to disregard
Made up plastic, spray-paint gold.
Is he dumb?
Is he genuine?
Does he do what he’s told now?
Does he do what he’s told?
Is he dumb?
Is he genuine?
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CRUELBOARDERS
01:32
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Learn to skate, or learn to die.
But I’m not that good, so I don’t know why
These punks make fun of me
And I’m banned from the skate community.
I’ve been playing Tony Hawk since the day I was born
But when I go to skate parks I’m just ignored.
The only problem is I can’t land on the board.
Why the fuck can’t I land on the god-damn board?
I bought a copy of Thrasher Magazine
Now I’m part of the lingo, I’m part of the scene.
I hate cops and I want tattoos.
Green Day sucks, not Blink-182.
I can’t Ollie yet, but I’m getting it down.
Trying to get sponsored from this shop downtown,
So you take car, I take board.
I deserve some kind of award.
Cruel boarders
Destructo Disk
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8. |
YOU DONT EVEN SURF HERE
02:34
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“You don’t even surf here!”
Process the terms.
“You don’t even surf here!”
Language is the barrier.
“You don’t even surf here!”
I don’t even know you.
You don’t even know my name.
So why complain?
I used to be like you…
“You don’t even surf here!”
What could that mean?
Your words are unclear.
“You don’t even surf here.”
But I don’t really get your gang control.
Your complicated system’s been exposed.
Dividing us further from ourselves
Until everybody’s something else.
I know you feel it too.
You expose you.
Boo-hoo-hoo!
And tonight you’ll wake up from a scary dream
While I’m having fun.
You’ve got your words.
You’ve got your insults in your mouth.
You call it a gun.
You brought a gun to a knife fight.
“You don’t even surf here!”
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9. |
DESTRUCTO DEBT
03:09
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I wake up every morning, check my bank account.
I’ve got tons of Zeroes in negative amounts.
I’ve got seven credit cards; two dollars in change.
I’m eating all my meals out of vending machines.
I’m swimming in debt and speeding tickets.
My wallet is empty, I’m a national threat.
Call an ambulance. Someone call the police.
You never told me how unfair a bank account could be.
I hope you choke on your tongue.
You’re the CEO, I’m the victim.
And you know you can’t sleep at night,
Because you’re too busy laughing,
Too busy taking away my income.
I never thought this would happen to me,
And to think that people call this place The Land of The Free.
I’m packing my bags, going to run,
Somewhere far away, where no one can hear me scream.
I’m stealing paychecks; Investing in death.
My gas tank is empty, I’m a national threat.
Go call my parents. Never call the police.
You never told me how unfair democracy could be.
I hope you choke on your tongue.
You’re the CEO, I’m the victim.
And you know you can’t sleep at night,
Because you’re too busy laughing,
Too busy taking away.
You know.
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BLACK SMITHERS
02:07
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Tell me why I don’t feel satisfied.
Tell me why my stomach is eating itself.
Tell me why I can’t seem to reply.
Tell me why I can’t sit still.
And what’s the point of getting high every day?
I’m so annoyed.
Tell me why things go my way.
Tell me why I don’t feel good enough
Tell me why my wallet is eating itself.
Tell me why I wonder what it’s like to die.
Tell me why you believe in Hell.
And what’s the point of getting high every day?
I’m so annoyed.
Tell me why things go my way.
Go my way.
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MOON GLOOM
02:03
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I’m doing this for me, but I’m thinking of you.
The chemicals in the sky remind me what to do.
“Repeat after me, A-I-O-U.”
“Hey, I owe you.”
So what is a path?
What makes a man?
Why do we compare such themes?
You take them for granted,
All the things you had.
If you don’t like the sound of my voice,
What do you think of my energy?
What do you think about?
I think about inner capacity.
I think of paradox,
And the way that it flips
something to nothing in the deck of the cards.
In the den of resurrection,
This is where we reside.
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12. |
NIGHTWITCHES
06:40
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It’s darker in the sky than on the ground.
She gave the switch a flip without a sound.
The trophy case was closer than I thought.
You don’t know who you’re selling to.
It’s not fair to compare the value,
And treat your peers like they feed underneath you.
I feel swell.
I’ve been Hell.
I’m dancing on tombstones,
Laughing.
Our plane is going down.
The air is cold as we release it to the town.
Death for breakfast in negative space.
Our nights were not a waste.
But I feel so alone.
All of my negatives get overgrown.
Expectation; My old friend
Deceives me once again.
Still compare myself.
Gotta feel better than someone else.
Let it break me down.
I didn’t look around
And I’ll hold it against myself
Exploitation of our wealth.
I’ve gotta confess the truth.
It’s only a matter of time.
The torch is burning out.
I want to learn to love myself.
Go and tell your friends
That we went and died again.
We tried our best.
The competition never ends.
I want to be a part of it.
This is our statement.
What you see is what you get.
I never give the best of it.
Yeah, like I know what progress is
Like you know yourself too
When you reach a conclusion
It will all still matter.
I’m missing.
My instincts have fallen from the ceiling.
I’m getting off the ground,
And finding my way back into town.
Our plane is going down.
The air is cold as we release it to the town.
Death for breakfast in negative space.
Our life is not a waste.
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13. |
LIMINAL SPACE
04:07
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“No guidance in space.
Removed from our place
Floating alone
Unfamiliar face”
Go back in time
Find a new place.
Reload your save.
You can start again.
It’s okay to be brave.
I found meaning
In everything.
Synergy
In Gravity.
Don’t be afraid of liminal space
You’re just a speck of the human race.
“I tend to overthink about it.
I think about it all the time.”
Go back in time
Find a new place.
Reload your save.
You can start again.
It’s okay to be brave.
You might find a new face
is not so strange after all.
Not afraid to keep going.
Don’t be afraid of liminal space
You’re just a speck of the human race.
“I think about it all the time.”
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Sockhead Records Richmond, Virginia
DIY record label from Winchester, VA. Now operating out of Richmond, VA.
Est. 2019
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