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Listen, That's Disco!

by American Lies

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1.
Harmony 00:14
2.
Interstate 03:09
The air is crisp and cool, my fingertips are numb. I feel your eyes upon me and I see your breath dancing off your lips. Exhale slowly, every breath you take, and keep your eyes locked with mine. The cracks extend for miles, into the desert ground. The sun and heat are playing with my head, sending me to you. Exhale slowly, every breath you take, and keep your eyes locked with mine. Whisper to me and keep me feeling breathless. I'm so fucking terrified of you and the distance between comfort and being free. I would travel for days and days with no intentions of coming back to where I came from or what I've been through, I'll trade one state for the next state to find out who we are.
3.
Dads 01:58
I've got to leave, you know it's true. I've got to leave your mom and you. It's a sad day, but it will pass just like those memories that you hold of your dreams. They disappear so fast but that's why they're free. I've got to leave, I know you're sad. You're crying tears and I understand. But it's a sad day and it'll pass. And I agree we would have made an awesome team. I'm tearing out your heart and it fucking kills me. I said it right before we said goodnight so I'll be gone by the time the dawn creeps up on you. One day we'll be friends and I hope that until then you grow up big and strong. You've got your mother's eyes. You've got my wild heart. One day you'll realize you've got to fly alone sometimes.
4.
Jokes! 02:31
I'll count the days down until I die and write every word I told myself that I would write. And I will disappoint my family, my friends, and me, because I'm not the person I said I would be. I will fuck up every word to a chorus you've never heard, exacerbating what I know to be the oldest joke in town. I'll use every trick I ever found in every textbook ever bound for trash cans in highschool classrooms. Browned by dust and cigarettes, decomposition never felt so right or so unflattering and it's all right with me if we just rot it out all night. I am flying straight into the eye of the storm and I am fine with life at the edge of the world. I will fuck up every word to a chorus you've never heard, and it's all right because there's a beauty in failing every thing you try.
5.
My life exists in little more than pages of chords and poetry that I wrote back when we used to lie awake with our youth in hand. Understand? I don't think you do. Your youth is dead when you consent to growing old and leave your childhood as a product to be bought and sold. Coming up we nurtured on rudiments. Those days back in the orchard, it was time well-spent. With a clean slate and an open heart before; even if I wished I could, I couldn't anymore. Understand? I don't think you do. Your youth is dead when you consent to growing old and leave your childhood as a product to be bought and sold. You can tell us that our love will drag us down into the ashes and underground. Bring your axe to my funeral because I'll be gone, and right now, gone is where I want to be. We are the sad, sad brothers in history. You've got to believe me that right now, gone is where I want to be.
6.
This whole sea is a ghost town, the life had left long ago. We could have never had been here and not a soul would have known. When the waves become unrelenting and the pangs of hunger strike in, the scale tips in the favor of going for a swim. I can see lighting in the rain. I see the ship and it is going down the drain, and it's depressing to know it all will wash away. But that's all right, I know we mattered anyway. I still have the splinters in my knees from too many nights of humility spent praying to God knows who, from God knows where, for God to do something to ease my mind in wayward times and give me a purpose to this life. What are we giving ourselves to more than a shark-infested tomb. I'll miss the rough and stormy air. I'll miss daydreaming that a life existed where the ocean had no beaches and just went on, and on, and on. But that's all right, I know they might once we're all gone. This was a lost cause, the ship was bound to drown to the ocean floor.
7.
Complacent 02:59
I've never been so exhausted. My mind's tangled up in disillusion, and it's hopeless for me to try and erase what I have come to know as this existence. As the haze sets in to my mind, and I can't be bothered to get out of bed, I'm complacent just to sit here and float along down this river that I call my life. As the lights flicker out on the candle I doubt that I hope for anything but the worst. And I'm so sick of keeping my eyes open for something that I don't give a fuck about. As the haze sets in to my mind, and I can't be bothered to get out of bed, I'm complacent just to sit here and float along down this river that I call my life. I can't pretend I ever cared about getting back on track. I can only imagine how awkward this would have been if I had succeeded. With fears galore, I'd rather keep my life indoors. The sun sheds light on things I'd rather hide.

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American Lies: "Listen, That's Disco!" released by Muy Autentico Records, Way Out West Recs, and Mouse House Records.

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released March 2, 2012

All songs by American Lies
Recorded by Casey Guldberg
Mixed and mastered by Tim Stasica

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American Lies Glendora, California

Casey - Bass, Vocals
Ryan - Guitar, Vocals
Gabe - Guitar, Vocals
Mike - Drums

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