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by Lowbrow

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1.
Don't let me waste anymore of your time Oh right, it's my time that's wasted If you expect me to tow the line And buy this corporate debasement I guess it's time to say goodbye And even if I could, I'd be rectifying an old play I'll bet you haven't got sight to recognize the pain But everybody falls, Not everyone breaks their leg Don't take it presonal Don't let me fall back and take on your probems My own are just as great My indecision caught me be surprise It's time to step it up and face it I'ts time to say goodbye And even if I could, I'd just let it go 'til I cold failed My 20/90 foresight could never see the game. But everybody falls, Not everyone breaks their leg Don't take it presonal Don't let me fall back and take on your probems My own are just as great
2.
You don't do anything but cry and bitch and piss and moan A situation with complications Is nothing more than holding back. Assess the fight. You lie awake at night, you'll never compromise You'll just keep believing other people's lies. Building hills you cannot climb. But desperation comes at a small price You can't afford to pay for its demise It can make you feel like it's alright Hold your hand assure your head that you were right Make your actions justified Self deprication followed quickly by complete regret You've made your own bed now go and lie down The hollow heartless help that you've tried to create Keeps you awake at night without an alibi You'll just keep condemning yourself to do the time Although you're guilty of no crime But desperation comes at a small price You can't afford to pay for its demise It can make you feel like it's alright Hold your hand assure your head that you were right Make your actions justified But you're not alright and I feel fine Don't feel your life is broken, Don't feel you've lost control The inspiration's gone, the inspiration's gone, the inspiration's gone, you've lost it all but not your soul
3.
Five days, wake up and show up World hard it sucks to grow up Something's wrong The mellowed cost of having fun The works week's too long to mention I'm too broke to pay attention But because Friday night is sure to come, I feel A few shots will take it all A few shots will take away the bad times But when the weekend comes that's all left behind Good times and weird drunken fights. Come Sunday morning, hangover, realize Two days is never enough Two days is not enough Get home and kick your shoes off Pour two and let some steam off The week is done Two days of fun has just begun Call friends and head to a show Success or Grandpa's Porno Collection Friday night has finally come, I feel two shots are kicking in Time to forget about the bad times But when the weekend comes that's all left behind Good times and weird drunken fights. Come Sunday morning, hangover, realize Two days is never enough Two days is not enough But when the weekend comes that's all left behind Good times and weird drunken fights. Come Sunday morning, hangover, realize Two days is never enough Two days is not enough
4.
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No one's accountable, they point and scream "not me" Hold on to sad beliefs, on soapboxes they preach Discontent embellishment and getting it for free But people will buy anything As long as it's wrapped up and cheap But people will buy anything Too keep them from having to think About, their desperation, how they've been left out. Sad I never though I'd see a time When the world was in such divide Splitting hairs and in denial A chorus sounds for compromise, rationalized Explicit exit plans, not contemptuous despite For all the vitriol, you'd think we've had enough The blame placed on outside silence, the blame placed on no control Steadfast in blind defiance committed to the role Of idyllic platitudes, the status quo Profit for profits sake, dehumanize the soul But people will buy anything As long as it's wrapped up and cheap But people will buy anything Too keep them from having to think About, their desperation, how they've been left out. Sad But people will buy anything As long as it's wrapped up and cheap But people will buy anything Too keep them from having to think
5.
I walked away and felt the stinging twinge Of a long time coming A knife stuffed in my back You said you would be up for all and any, everything but the seasons changed and the list got cut in half You said you would for the last time You said you would but you lied So I imbibe, to try and pass the time With this song and these words I write You've taken me for a long ride To a prison called denial Wooden bars and no luck besides You cast me down All aboard this is a sinking ship, There's no sign of salvage, no one will make it back We never could pretend that we could ever swim back home 'Cause we're goin' down, and you might as well relax Remember all of the good times And kiss our asses goodbye So I imbibe, to try and pass the time With this song and these words I write You've taken me for a long ride To a prison called denial Wooden bars and no luck besides You cast me down It's just the little things that make all the fucking difference It's just the little things, just get it right (I don't want to, but I've been forced to, I'm still trying) So I imbibe, to try and pass the time With this song and these words I write You've taken me for a long ride To a prison called denial Wooden bars and no luck besides You cast me down
6.
This town ain't what it used to be Just a few lost souls and broken dreams Emptiness, loneliness, and a bottle to case our minds We hold out anxiously for the future to come undone, and unwind Walking empty streets like the present's been left behind We know the truth, that the past, is just a repetition of a heart attack And the bars, we called out, just a bastion of our desperation But the past is gone, It's been too long This place is not my home Familiar things don't look the same We wouldn't go back Why would we go back? The same old shitty streets, but the people unrecognized They've all gone their own ways as if leaving this place could change their lives We know the truth, have a laugh Climb the ladders to our prospective paths And the town, we called home Just a crumbling heap of indignation But the past is gone, It's been too long This place is not my home Familiar things don't look the same We wouldn't go back Why would we go back?
7.
You think that badge makes you invincible? Who do you think you are? You're just a chip on a shoulder A joke with a car topped with lights So take your aim and throw a punch so no bullets get wasted Kick in doors and fire a couple shots The warrant's been signed. Serve and protect, public spite Somehow you think that you're above the law Protect your safety not mine Perceive the idlest threats as if it's gonna cause your demise An angry beating is murder justified The innocents now lay dead cause they resisted Unstable men, unarmed and beat to comply And worst of all, a jury thought that this was all alright So take your aim and throw a punch so no bullets get wasted Kick in doors and fire a couple shots The warrant's been signed. Serve and protect, public spite
8.
Shut your mouth my friend and open up your eyes This conversation is just a bleeding heart that's in rewind The past is gone and it can't be replicated, why? Memories live behind both your eyes Let's assumed we wanted it to be revived. Then we would have to take a chance that we would realize The rosy shades with which we look into our minds Hide the fact that we're color blind In all all those years of wasted youth Nobody ever told the truth. But learning everything how to live, life, love and just be free Requires nothing less from anyone or anything than simple truths Life. Death Still always searching for the right words Making mistakes no peace of mind. "Do all you can" is just some shit some people say To give them comfort in their own world. It quickly dissipates. Life is strange Now my friend it's time for you to decide Whether or not your past has taught you to be blind inside With open eyes and all come clean withhold your pride A distance race calls for shorter strides All in all a history filled with goodbyes Makes for a life of loss and something left to be desired Happenstance and matters deconstruct the past We'd take it all just to give it back These simple truths Life. Death Still always searching for the right words Making mistakes no peace of mind. "Do all you can" is just some shit some people say To give them comfort in their own world. It quickly dissipates. Still always searching for the right words Making mistakes no peace of mind. "Do all you can" is just some shit some people say To give them comfort in their own world. It quickly dissipates.
9.
Unloading every little thing Empty promises and king The list goes on and on Forced to rely on disbelief Empty pockets have no change I think I've had enough
10.
American Dream! More like wretched nightmares, awake with blank stares To greed as disease, success fallacy No hope's been achieved Only faceless despair, anger and unclear Reasons defunct ideology With opened eyes, even blind men can see the ship is sinking Ignored the threat, they stayed the course A steep decline Take a look at what's passed, continued regress No lesson learned, no punishment All lies, no reprieve Conflicting beliefs Only hypocrtics and massive dimwits. Could ever achieve such hypocrisy A bold plan to raise us up from the bottom line, hasn't been designed Just "us against them", Blue/Red only teams Success Denied! Every rung is broken, the class has spoken "We want our chance, we want our piece!" The privileged thrive, While the hard worked masses are breaking their backs The game is rigged the scores are fixed No hope. No relief
11.
We'd open the doors and leave everything behind If we could just admit they've sold us all a lie No future, no regrets, no reasons left to buy The bullshit they spoon fed to us. A cure For all that ails us and what keeps us all alive A potent mixture of some pills, a shot we recognize The store clerk hands us back our $20 change we buy A song, a golden record, our sanity that we rely on We'd rather give up than take sides I'd disconnect from discontent than lie Whenever chorus calls we raise our hands in time The beat and the songs of our lives can't die For all that ails us and what keeps us all alive A potent mixture of some pills, a shot we recognize The store clerk hands us back our $20 change we buy A song, a golden record, our sanity that we rely on When we ignore the signs and just moving on in stride That's when we finally get it, that's when the record sets it Then the music plays and we forget shit For all that ails us and what keeps us all alive A potent mixture of some pills, a shot we recognize The store clerk hands us back our $20 change we buy A song, a golden record, our sanity that we rely on
12.
Desperately I've broken all the things I've left behind but the blanks were perfect, such a ride Following with purpose, moving on So insert meaningful line Working blind
13.
I'm sorry but it's time to go Every second has been great, but it's time to end the show We're turned around again like one way streets You grabbed the wheel this time, slammed us into a tree But if I've gotta go, then it's you I'm glad I've known Take this path and I will guide you Through the stars, countless bars, and the unknown And even if you don't decide to, You can still make it back here on your own You can still make it back, from the anecdotal fact You're alone I didn't think you'd get teh joke My expression hasn't changed, painted clowns will never know That we have circled drains and counted sheep A stolen melody that we'd never release But if I've gotta go, then it's you I'm glad I've known Take this path and I will guide you Through the stars, countless bars, and the unknown And even if you don't decide to, You can still make it back here on your own You can still make it back, from the anecdotal fact There is something inside you that's desperately trying to come back to something you've known

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released June 2, 2015

All Songs Written by Lowbrow
Recorded, Produced, Mixed by Daniel Bubert and Anthony Ciandella
Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room
Cover Painted by Adrian Saylor - nuclearsailboat@gmail.com

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Lowbrow Costa Mesa, California

Fancy punk rock from Southern California.

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