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Direction​/​Location

by Collapser

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1.
Iron Lung 03:05
i held these empty lines echoes of the blood that scrapes through my veins i'm not looking to stay and in the mirror i still fix my eyes on the scar just below my ribs i'll spend a lifetime recovering from sins that i was born with so let my eyes drift out focus let my rotten stomach turn let the faulty, fraying wires bring me all the warmth of an iron lung clawing at a curse in the vacant dark an idea of the dream i've been wanting to find built from things that once were mine somewhere in chicago there's a saint who won't be catching fire tonight we won't be catching fire tonight i won't be catching fire tonight
2.
Transitioner 02:38
is the sky still falling? i haven't the time to tell myself. but we're still here, decoded & purposed, alive & well keep your head down. keep your eyes focused on the ground. this is the last great weight upon my chest. this is the last great wait. does the sound still bother you? i can't hear it much myself anymore. that bell curve is ringing low. never mind what you've been running towards. swollen summer won't you lead me astray. keep me a state's length away. does the weight still burden you? does the wait make you anxious too?
3.
you can tell all those pretty hearts that know your name they can't give you what i can and i will stumble on into the night a wasted dream of guiding light you won't catch me hanging around to kick my feet in search of ground just swing me out over the crowd i spoke the truth, i'd say. only the truth don't keep me a long time waiting the weight of words has left me shaking all the kings horses and all the kings men are asleep at the wheel, counting days like sheep again
4.
Fifty-One 02:44
howl with me baby i know you fear that wild wind too we are lonely and we are the only ones with nothing to do i bite my tongue, i scrape my knees, i scratch my name into city streets they'll remember longer than me o death, here it comes around again and i won't let it go i can't let it go so go tell everyone your name honestly i'm not so sure a goddamn thing would change sometimes the only way i know it's still alive is the scratches from the animal inside mister i am old enough to see you and i, we don't seek such different things i'd like to be in love, and you'd like me to believe however fading, in that all-american dream
5.
for a summer slow and saccharine i get low come august we'll be free like leaves on the breeze to ebb and flow so ground yourself in the glass and hold me just to keep from shaking loose how sweet it seems to have a path beneath my feet better lost than asleep i was never told boy don't fear getting old it's a privilege many won't get to know so whisper me the answer or let someone else say it better and i'll float until i find an anchor to grab hold but hollow eyes and a cynic's grin adorn the faces of those i've been swimming with but who am i to disagree with the bed you've made for me? sing sweet, o sirens carry me to sleep

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recorded over two days with Ryan Pyle at the Monster House in waldorf, maryland, except "Direction/Location" which was recorded in a bathroom in washington, DC. all songs written by collapser.

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released May 7, 2013

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Collapser Washington, D.C.

Whiskey-tinged rock-and-roll punk from the Nation's Capital.

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