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Night Life - EP

by Real Life Parody

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jason thomas Channeling YMAEWK and Say Anything to create a very engaging ep Favorite track: Whitney Street.
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1.
Monsters 02:13
In twenty years it seems the facts were misconstrued You’ll be strong and fight it all but my night-light’s been overused And I’ve been waiting for a stronghold in a suit And every night I’m wishing that my armor wasn’t overdue I’ll build a barricade to save me from the truth But there are monsters in my closet and there’s nothing I can do. In twenty years it seemed I looked a little faint A wrong turn towards a broken door and now I’m left with bad dreams I create I’ll run all day and never give my soul to take I pleaded with the reaper, but I know that he is eager and depraved. And I’m just prey All along the eastern sea I’ve been exercising debris Inside of me, it’s tiring I’d give my breath for sanctuary All along alone with me The spirits that won’t let me sleep Are lingering, and they won’t ever Leave All along the eastern sea I’ve been exercising debris Inside of me, it’s tiring I’d give my breath for sanctuary All along alone with me The spirits that won’t let me sleep Are lingering, and they won’t ever Leave
2.
It’s on repeat My frozen hands and feet Keep begging for the summer heat But just as winter seems to hide its face It reminds me how the world’s a cold, cold place I need some relief You broke the thing that Keeps me safe from sleet But now the shards are left to die on your concrete Because I’ve lost more hair than sleep But now I count more crows than sheep And now I’ve lost more blood than teeth Because I’m beaten every week Shock and awe A tidal wave across A boulevard It’s harder drowning in the dark And after all The pavement hid your mark And know I’m scarred But know you won’t get far Screaming au revoir, au revoir And on the first day I’m intact enough to run the race But on the second day I am drowning in a river from my face By the third day I’m deflated and I can’t deny A beating heart’s a burden in this fucking place But I’ve still got four moons to rise Because I’ve lost more hair than sleep But now I count more crows than sheep And now I’ve lost more blood than teeth I can’t take much more defeat The cure cost more than the deceit 600 reasons to be weak Shock and awe A tidal wave across A boulevard It’s harder drowning in the dark And after all The pavement hid your mark And now I’m scarred But know you won’t get far Screaming au revoir, au revoir No matter what goes I’ll know every little Plot hole you wrote Driving me towards new lows When you betray me Deceased on Whitney street I’ll leave my self control at home And leave your body incomplete No matter what goes I’ll know every little Plot hole you wrote Driving me towards new lows When you abandon me Deceased on Whitney street I’ll use what little bit I’ve left And get back on my feet And leave your body incomplete (repeat) To you and not to I I wish to give this constant fright Why this awful sight? An excess case to keep me up at night And to those at my side Please hold tight your peace of mind And though I don’t have mine I’ll guard yours as the midnight comes untied
3.
Polarity 04:12
I’m just counting days to my demise And these days I shake with the tick of time My hands are bleeding me out dry Because I’ve held sharp seconds longer then I should’ve tried But a temple without holy men in sight Leaves a lot to desire, it never feels quite right I guess that I’ll wait here and watch the red paint dry It’s the last thing you left in the city where you died But when the walls turn blue to cover our goodbyes The crimson will be in my chest, alive And though my tongue is tied, I’ll let the speech subside And I’ll be left on the roof with the man on the moon to hear my selfish cries And with a strong salute, I’ll hold the final truth that I’m sure I’ll be fine. I hope you find the fit that you like. I’m horribly So well prepared To hide myself So you’re unaware That I am crushed, That I am here That you are there, That I’m so scared I’m often weak And ill compared To days I felt I didn’t care Now I’m broke I need repair And now I’m choked In search of air I’m horribly So well prepared To hide myself So you’re unaware That I’m crushed, That I’m here That you’re there, That I’m so scared And though my tongue is tied, I’ll let the speech subside And I’ll be left on the roof with the man on the moon to hear my selfish cries And with a strong salute, I’ll hold the final truth that I’m sure I’ll be fine. I hope you find the fit that you like.
4.
Night Life 04:19
I saw a ghost over my bed last night And paralyzed I watched the static smoke above my resting place The faceless figure stared me right between the eyes And I felt a lifeless breath upon my face He said "I've found nothing better Than the words in this letter And from what I remember You will always be The perfect messenger The aid to the sender Complete this adventure for me" With a look quite perplexed And a weight on my chest I asked "is this how it must be?" With no hesitation And death implication He said he would pledge to his honesty In a sudden haze My lungs emptied away Left with questions unanswered Bewitched and bewildered Awoke to the sun in a daze I lied beside What may define my life Doubts had built inside my mind And I could not decide ‘til I said, “I’d rather swim the seven seas Than place my grave inside the air we breathe If only I could expire to a place I see Cure my curiosity A shortcut to a sinking ship for Me” Cross my heart, I’m never fine Why keep sight from the fataly blind? This secret ever cryptic Burns like the sun between my fingertips If I ever wrote down what proceeds me With certainty, I might find peace. In seven days, I swore I heard my name With urgency, searching And nothing emerging The torment inside inhumane All worn away Patience turns to gray Confiding in mirrors to find something clearer It gives way to careless defying mistakes I’d rather embrace swarms of bees Than haunt the world like some monstrosity If I could only expire to a place I believe Cure my curiosity A shortcut to a sinking ship for me Right here, right now, bring clarity A shortcut to a sinking ship for me I just need a second to breathe I’ve been counting the days to infinity Consequence a vacant dream If eyes are not good enough to read Than I don’t see the purpose in Trying to bet I’m not Dying and now I’m just Lying myself into a craze I’d rather give up what’s left of my sanity Than let my last breath leave me lingering And in disparity I release what was given to me “Always have been one to worry Take my word, from me to me What matters most is what we see And the rest is yet to come”
5.
Up & Over 04:41
I could take my time staring at the inside of my eyelids Or I could spend my life writing a book about the things I did It wouldn’t cost a dime to shut the blinds and stay inside But I’m going broke every single night. Every fucking night Take my portrait up in the clouds It never did a thing for me on the ground And let it never be pulled down Let the height resound look at me now In due time, I will decide I will never set up to stand by Will I decline? Will I surprise? Will I surprise? Will I survive? I know what nothing much can do It’s awful how often a blank slate can bruise If I don’t seem too amused I’m focused on the calling light The things I always knew I would pursue It hasn’t rained for days again And the sun and sun alone cannot Prevent the wilted trees from caving in I’ve been counting all the leaves I’m buried in The trees I could’ve been, the scenes that could begin And all the gold beneath my skin (that could’ve been x2) I know what nothing much can do It’s awful how often a blank slate can bruise If I don’t seem too amused I’m focused on the calling light The things I always knew I would pursue In a vessel going down without a crew And if we die, at least the flames will tell the tale of all the things that we’ve been through I could stare, or I could write a book (x3) I swear to you, I won’t be overlooked It just seems too surreal Holding onto things that would never appear From outside of my head, and now it must be said That trails I left behind have never been so far from coming to an end I could stare, or I could write a book (x a lot) I swear to you I won’t be overlooked I know what nothing much can do It’s awful just how often a blank slate can bruise If I don’t seem too amused I’m focused on the calling light The things I always knew I would pursue The things I always knew would lead to you

credits

released June 15, 2013

Adam Ackerman - Guitar/Vocals
Nick Martel - Bass/Vocals
Billy Olsen - Drums

All songs written and performed by Adam, BIlly, and Nick.

Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Matt Baltrucki at Hartt Studios

Artwork by Adam Ackerman

Special thanks to Cameron Boucher for assisting with recording

Also special thanks to all of our friends on gang vocals

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