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my brief affair with surf rock

by charlie grey

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1.
cast a spell with your clothing, cause you know you've been hoping trying harder to reach out but my eyelids are swollen I bet they don't even know you they don't listen too closely they don't connect with you, besides I'm not much different so oh, please the magazines aren't coping and it feels like a golden glossy pattern would be nice in a season for smoking I don't reason the volume of aggressive emotions won't you find a faucet for the piss that you keep on holding now, if only hearts were homeless, you'd be lost without control this isn't harmless thought you know the poison's bought to slow the soul, you can go are you a pop star yet? or are you under the rug a beer and cheap cassettes a decent part of the buzz without some self respect you'd be aching for a noose yeah, right around your neck you still feel worthless when you're alone
2.
binge hate 02:29
all he wants is dumpster fame you and his monkey in the trash one foot from the grave, so behave you're so brazen and boisterous either you're still scared straight or you're coming out quick you thought through the details in vain you sold your fame for this? they told you slit your wrists you're not dangerous when you get home the thoughts you'd grown become their own and fold into a thousand little paper bones you're the dust of the earth, he's the shit he's alone and you're tagging along for it hold your breath before your next kiss he only likes when he gets his I had whiskey in my drink your girlfriend wants to be like me got makeup running down my cheeks skin so hot I make it hard to leave drinking alone don't answer the phone is that the worst thing in the world? I'm caught with controlling the crisis I'd be so ashamed if the cops found me like this confronting the ghost of my beer-shot sidekick to tell his corpse he was never invited
3.
anise 02:08
I like the way you smell I think I'll send my thoughts to hell for drinking all by myself so keep my picture off the shelf ice cold TV show static melts acid flashbacks, do send help I've been talking to all my doubts please help me shut my fucking mouth how do they make me believe you're worthless, oh ask all of my friends who wouldn't know they're just there for the darlings at the show I want to smell your hair if you were right there's nothing there obnoxious and unprepared my self doubt is self aware I'm crippled, cathartic pathetic and heartless broken ribs for the sympathy all to lure my friends to comfort me I'll lose my youth to wasted bedroom friendship flukes and bite her shadowed afternoons to draw from shallow skin the fumes of every aching spell
4.
I've been seeing a woman who looks a lot like you she floats in the air within my heart shaped room she's a real one, her debut is on my eyelids, I enjoy the view are you living on your own? do city lights adore you, well there's a big dream coming to take me away from my parent's house at 24 if I wasn't so bored maybe I could get old with every thought I'm waking up to tattoos of my superhuman blues cause I'm the denyer, I'm the destroyer my regrets are my last employers faintly aging without change, its your veins
5.
I've been waiting so impatiently spend the days awake, still find it harder to sleep I disgust myself, want to drown and melt into my sheets wake up late, already time to leave I'm so tired I'm just not myself eyelids, liars left expired fighting with poor mental health still in bed beside yourself rearrange me baby 'cos these days don't seem to change me are the moments worth embracing if they're just past dreams we're chasing, and anyway look what you got, its what you thought it was before you realize you're caught inside a trap that makes you feel free the lives that you leave and exchange are a cage you were late to the scene of what's written inside of your head the actors arranged to be lost, to be led and found they were fortuned to forget their flaws the tragic parts in the course of the play before the minutes escape and life boils away, but its no rush, no want, no worry there's still time sit and wait for it to cool down watch the circles steep and steam another cup of tea
6.
girlfriend 02:27
slow down, I don't adore you like I should you take your clothes off its a ritual the rites of which have been observed call me controlling and habitual I know that you aren't it hurts to be the jerk its harder but its so small an uncertainty held on like an addict, addled desperately to cope, to cop, so stop I've hopelessly abused your company darling, kiss my neck and I'll forget about myself and I'll forget the hardened doubt beneath expression I'm still empty love I'm always aching for your arms you heart was calling I hung up the phone
7.
was it a mistake? when you told me that you liked me can you explain what you find that's so enticing I'm a flake, when I'm at home I feel much better sleep for days, all my thoughts unfold impending doom's out my front door for fear of getting caught off guard I'll stay in place, complacent, lazy you must be insane if I were you I'd drive my car a thousand miles away just to be free from the inclement weather is it raining, is it pouring I'm an old man, always groaning dusty dial tones, black telephone's embrace you'd have my two arms to hold you, my emotions to revolt you, hope you don't like me I hope you refuse I'll let you down
8.
W2 04:30
put yourself in a car backseat six or seven years ago the rain streaked patterns on the glass keys jangled in ignition's hold remember arching fingers forwards on our backs to numb the cold we kissed but could you even know her lovers, young and vulnerable imagine all the pain the past projected present to spay the silent strain of years, detached, revolving on I still have affection for your record collection and affinity drawn on the hours I held you in the shape of an island, I don't want to be here I don't want to live too long life is easier stranger than it was often just the troubles we make it harder than it hurts, the pain isn't deserved restless, foggy, and naked it couldn't be tomorrow or forty years of longing we're in the back seat of a car my first love I still have affection for your record collection and affinity drawn on the hours I held you under the bright lights, shining I don't want to live too long whatever, here you are another brokenhearted august walking haunted searching for the stars

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recorded from december 2014 to october 2015 at basement star studios.

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released October 2, 2015

charlie grey - electric guitar, drums, bass, vocals

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