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| Aaron
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| Corey Basement • guitar,
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Matt
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Produced
by The Associated Press.
Tracks 1- 9 recorded at some studio in San Diego, CA March 2007.
Track 10 recorded somewhere else in San Diego, CA March 2007.
Additional mixing and mastering on "S.S. Regret (acoustic)" by Aaron Ward
at ZenWhisper Studios, McMinnville, OR December 2010.
Music and lyrics by The Associated Press, *except where noted.
Tracks 1 - 8, and 10 published ZenWhisper 2010 (ASCAP).
*"Yer So Bad" by Tom Petty & Jeffrey Lynne, published EMI April Music Inc, Gone Gator Music.
Tracks 1, 2, 3, and 6 originally independently released on "The Associated Press" (s/t demo) EP, 2007.
Cover artwork by Sean Shehan for Bandit Art 13.
Album layout and design by Aaron Ward. |
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Blood & Rum
Quarter century, not feeling grown up
Feeling used up
Too much half-spent, held up
Not another drink till there is a reason
To initiate awkward conversation on a bar stool about last night
I think I'm gonna to throw up
Can't seem to carry on like this conversation
Flickers before me
And these embers give way to these ashes
That rain on us
You think I'm interested
I'm sorry I showed up for this
I'm looking for the exits
Looking for escape
Black black rum and blood
This kind of life ain't worth living
Black black rum and blood
This kind of life ain't worth living
This kind of life ain't worth living
Your kind of life ain't worth living
This kind of life ain't worth living
Another night sitting watching TV
Watching life pass me by
And the phone’s not ringing, ringing tonight
I am about ready to give up this fight
Knock back another drink, toast to another night that never began
Beginning to look like I'm sleeping alone tonight
Sleepwalking through this life
Hold me close to your heart
Pump me in with your blood
Tomorrow, I’ll be gone
You think I'm interested
I'm sorry I showed up for this
I'm looking for the exits
Looking for escape
Black black rum and blood
This kind of life ain't worth living
Black black rum and blood
This kind of life ain't worth living
This kind of life ain't worth living
Your kind of life ain't worth living
This kind of life... |
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Blackout City: Population You
Give your last life for a government
That doesn’t care if you live or die
Give your last breath for a country
That won’t take care of your family
There will be bloodshed...bloodshed
There will be bloodshed...bloodshed
There will be bloodshed...bloodshed
There will be bloodshed...bloodshed
Watch a soldier die tonight
This will be the last time the city lights
Shake your enemies hand tonight
This will be the last thing you have left
There will be bloodshed...bloodshed
There will be bloodshed...bloodshed
There will be bloodshed...bloodshed
There will be bloodshed |
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Parasite
Where were you before all this began?
Had to be somebody else
Your head full of shit and dreams to come true
That didn’t involve anyone but yourself
Parasite
Sucking the blood
Of those around you
Parasite
Sucking the blood, sucking blood
Hope my blood tasted the way you thought it would
Hope it inspired a little bit of hate
For the way you live your life
Hate for the way you let your dreams die every night
Parasite
Sucking the blood
Of those around you
Parasite
Sucking the blood, sucking blood
Maybe Tomorrow
You’ll think about the things you did |
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Who Are They Say
From the burning smoke we rise
With this ash that mark our eyes
And fire’s our best disguise
Than the perfect the excuses, your lies
Voices unconditional telegraph your every move
And the words you say are mine alone
Than every point that you attempt to prove
While we’re making these decisions
I’m just saying, there’s never good reason for your unhappiness
Take this slice of me
Take it overdue
Two existing years of suffering was the least that I could do
This time spent in darkness just to feel each other out
And these sentences fall silent as they leave your open mouth
The story’s over, now it’s just a memory
And it will haunt you for tearing out pages and bleeding off the ink
The story’s over, now it’s just a memory
And it will haunt you for tearing out pages and bleeding off the ink
It was never fine enough for you
Convinced you knew the truth
Even when you were lied to
They told me you were…like to
The story’s over, now it’s just a memory
And it will haunt you for tearing out pages and bleeding off the ink
The story’s over, now it’s just a memory
And it will haunt you for tearing out pages and bleeding off the ink
Half dead or half asleep |
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Armies
Line stretches down from the city to the bay
Tension in the air, people every which way
Underneath the city streets sound check sounds
And the band coming through is gonna bring the house down
25, 35, 45 kids show the fuck up and get the fuck in
Money’s tight and getting alright
Backing on up, I’m gonna try it again
Whoa, another show
Another night to avoid a fight till all my friends are gone
Whoa, another show
Another night to avoid a fight till all my friends are gone
Line stretches down from the city to the bay
Tension in the air, people every which way
Underneath the city streets sound check sounds
And the band coming through is gonna bring the house down
And I don’t know shit about you
And I don’t know a fucking kid in your crew
Back on stage, ready to play
When I’m around you, well, together we’ll sing
Whoa, another show
Another night to avoid a fight till all my friends are gone
Whoa, another show
Another night to avoid a fight till all my friends are gone
Line stretches down from the city to the bay
Tension in the air, people every which way
Underneath the city streets sound check sounds
And the band coming through is gonna bring the house down
And I don’t know shit about you
And I don’t know a fucking kid in your crew
Back on stage, ready to play
When I’m around you, well, together we’ll sing
Whoa, another show
Another night to avoid a fight till all my friends are gone
Whoa, another show
Another night to avoid a fight till all my friends are gone |
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S.S. Regret
As red as the blood that fills your heart, this rage inside of me grows
Not looking for a party, I'm looking for redemption
Do you see the rage boiling over inside?
Do you see the rage taking over inside?
Do you remember yesterday?
The tears were streaming down my face
You said you’d be sticking around
Not today
My ship of regret has sailed without me
Left me all here alone out in the fucking cold (the fucking cold)
My ship of regret has sailed without me
Left me all here alone out in the fucking cold (the fucking cold)
Do you remember yesterday?
The tears were streaming down my face
You said you’d be sticking around
Not today, yesterday
My ship of regret has sailed without me
Left me all here alone out in the fucking cold (in the fucking cold)
My ship of regret has sailed without me
Left me all here alone out in the fucking cold (in the fucking cold
My ship of regret has cast its sails without me
It's left me here all alone out in the fucking cold (with my faith to keep me cold)
My ship of regret has sailed without me
Left me all here alone out in the fucking cold |
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Fuck Underoath
I see the blood dripping down your face
I can see the claws digging into flesh
I see that needle digging into skin
I can see you ruining everything
Don't you
you take it, you take it |
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Amok
Runnin' amok, runnin' amok
You think I'm, you think I'm
Runnin' amok, runnin' amok
You think you got what it takes to look in my mind
I fuckin' dare you to fuckin' try
I can't stop these tendencies
I lose my mind the more I scream
Back like an echo, it rips through me
It says "Set me free, set me free."
I never asked for this fucking life
Tell myself every fucking night
Blood falls down, down pouring from the sky
I don't even pause to behold the sight
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I'm Runnin' amok, runnin' amok
You think I'm, you think I'm
Runnin' amok, runnin' amok
You think you got what it takes to look in my mind
I fuckin' tell you to fuckin' try
Burning castles down
Murdering kings, collecting crowns
Lions roar a deafening sound
Don't look for peace here, it won't be found
What makes you think you have what it takes?
You won't stand up for something, raise the stakes
Falling for anything will last a day
Catching time as I've wasted away
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Runnin' amok, runnin' amok
You think I'm, you think I'm
Runnin' amok, runnin' amok
You think I give a fuck
Capillaries constricting
Lungs, I can't breath
Vision of red
Like the way that your eyes bleed
Mind racing through course cut out safe
Wake up from, atrocious completely, atrocious completely
Runnin' amok, runnin' amok
You think I'm, you think I'm
Runnin' amok, I'm fuckin' runnin' amok
You think I give a fuck |
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S.S. Regret (acoustic)
As red as the blood that fills your heart, this rage inside of me grows
Not looking for a party, looking for redemption
Do you see the rage boiling over inside?
Do you see it taking over inside?
Do you remember yesterday?
The tears came streaming down my face
You said you’d be sticking around
Not today
My ship of regret has sailed without me
It's left me all alone out in the fucking cold (in the fucking cold)
My ship of regret has sailed without me
It's left me all alone out in the fucking cold (in the fucking cold)
Do you remember yesterday?
The tears came streaming down my face
You said you’d be sticking around
Not today, yesterday
My ship of regret has sailed without me
It's left me all alone out in the fucking cold (in the fucking cold)
My ship of regret has cast its sails without me
It's left me all alone out in the fucking cold (with my faith to keep me cold |
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