Foulbrood

by Two Inch Astronaut

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    releases 25 November 2014

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1.
03:25
2.
3.
Type Four
4.
Cigarettes, Boys, and Movies
5.
6.
No Feelings
7.
Black Fridge Area
8.
Whole Crew
9.
1, 2, Talk
10.
Black Moon Nightstick

about

Recorded in a few days sometime in June 2014 by Michael Siegel at Warrior Camp Studios. Mixed by Michael Siegel with the occasional suggestion from Two Inch Astronaut, mastered by Carl Saff.

credits

releases 25 November 2014

All sounds on this album by Matt and Sam. All songs written by Matt, Sam, and Daniel. Album Art by Ari Klein. One lyric in track 3 stolen directly from Tim Shaw. Released by Exploding in Sound Records (www.explodinginsoundrecords.com). Thank you.

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Track Name: Part of Your Scene
i don't wanna be reading about you
in the paper we saw your tox screen
i just wanna be in and around you
now won't you let me be a part of your scene yet
how'd i do, well how ya think? if you fucked it up you forgot to believe
if you're a snitch and you're a fink and you look the part then you can join our team
i don't wanna be reading about your bad touch your nip tuck or the time you tried to make love
i just wanna feel you shiver out all your problems, cuz life's a twitch then you die
is this normal? i don't know, what do you think
consequences being sold by someone you don't know so they can carry you to the bank
Track Name: Dead White Boy
Dead white boy, swings from the heaviest limb now
He’s all gone, whiter than ever before now
What a shame, we should have done something different
told me to tell you to read what he wrote
and told me to tell you to relay a vote, did you like it?
is it publishable?
exit the carnival coughing for air,
look deep inside of the nothing is there
and how would they know how it feels to be you without it?
dead white boy, he was in one of my classes
long ago, went upside his head with a back brace
tell me did you even like him that much?
now they’re coming to get you but nobody cares,
death is an entrance and you’re not prepared
when you have what I want you’ll be the first to find out
last Halloween he carved with symmetry
two eyes, a nose, a ripped mouth all his own that said
“I want you to be able to look at me for once”
best part of knowing it all is you already know what you want
best part of having a jaw is you can still talk when its gone
best part of packing it in is you already got it how you lived
dead white boy, are you afraid of hell? It’s no place for someone with your
complexion
dead right boy, you were dead to me all along, dead white boy, dead to me all night long