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released January 4, 2014

Tracked & Mixed by Mike Moschetto at The Office Recording
Mastered by Patrick Loudas

Vocals by Jacob McCabe
Guitars by Ben Walker, Andrew Dwyer & Jacob McCabe
Bass Guitar by Jacob McCabe
Drums by Matthew Cook
Piano by Jacob McCabe
Alternative Percussion by Matthew Cook & Joe Dolan
Trumpet by Jacob McCabe

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Track Name: Comeuppance
Maybe I need a new haircut this week
And maybe thats why I've been losing hours of sleep
But you wouldn't know
When the wind is pressed against my window

What's it's like to be worth it
What's it like to live inside your head
What's it's like to be worth it
To maintain homeostasis
I just want to be perfect
I just want to occupy your skin

Well I don't wanna lose a limb
From all the trouble that I'm in

On the bleachers of opposing sides since 1995
Track Name: Lost Opportunites
I never had that much to say
It wasn't worth your time of day
But when these objects keep moving me
My point of view and the things I see

Like the fat guy on main street
or the price of gasoline

Every bone thats thrown my way
Is like the tail between my legs
With my nose in the dirt,
my lack of self esteem
And an assortment of day dreams

I've lost a handful of opportunities that were handed right to me oh but you saw right through me
Track Name: Moshtown, U.S.A.
Hearts break
Earths quake
I'd kill myself for heavens sake
If it meant I'd be with you

I'd stay
If you'd say
That you'd love me every day
That I had a pulse

Growing up is getting harder
All along we're growing farther apart
Crying on the coldest shoulder
All along we're growing older
Track Name: Andrew's Pontiac
I watched the world fall apart
From the front of my car
Today is the worst day ever for somebody somewhere

It’s a cold hard fact I’ve been trying to face
As children would say
I wanna go home I’m uncomfortable

It took a lot of time to initiate
A heart break
An earthquake

It took a lot of time
To build rome
For me to be on my own

Best friends
With common sense
And irony is still a better man then me
A better man then me
Track Name: More Weight
It’s getting hard here
I’ve got a lot of shit on my plate
It feels like there might be more weight to come

Everyday I wake up sober
And I fall asleep the same
It’s just a game that we play

To feel alive
With a corpse by my side
I miss those gorgeous hazel eyes
Track Name: 2003
I didn't know you well
Well thats a shame
Cause your art is hanging in on my wall
And not day goes by

Where I don't miss you so
Over a decade ago
And I know I'll never get to say hello

Or goodbye
Or can you help me in my life
Not a word to help describe the word

Alone

I heard a lot about
The way you were
And the man you used to be
I wonder if ill ever know your last thoughts

What were thinking
I assume that it was something like
Hello

Hold your breath
Close your eyes
Cut all of your ties from a world that never let you feel alive
Track Name: Beginner's Luck
Oh you're 20 moves ahead
I'm a pawn with out a place to lay in bed and dream of someday shedding honesty
as skin
I'm not asking for a lobotomy
I'm just trying to get to the bottom of you and me
I'm just running from a queen who lost her head

Now were sitting here in check
I'm just hoping for the best
Track Name: Upstream
Im worn out
Im angry
Im pissed off
On south main street
I never thought id work a single fucking day at all

This is goddamn bull shit

I don't wanna grow up
I feel resentment in my bones
For friends I thought were my own
this house we called our home
you're not alone

I'm just tired of rhetoric
But this is god damn imperative

Oh I never liked that voice of tone
When I watch daytime news alone
In the safety of my home
I've never broke a single bone
I never got to touch the west coast
But i'll be sober forever
I never saw the last Sopranos
But I bet I could write a show much better
Track Name: Plymouth
You’re my favorite 80 mile drive
Straight up Route 3
Three episodes of Family Guy
A fucking eyelash in my eye

I slept with all your insides all last night
Woke up that morning
And made our lips collide
Oh the way our bodies hide

Under all the sheets
I barely see your face once a week

It’s that time of year for the first time
I saw your face
And knew that you must be mine
Oh the way our hearts align

And even though I don’t know where you are
Or what you’re doing
I’m in my car
I’m on my way I’m not that far

I know you know
We go
Hand in hand
Track Name: Good Mourning
I grew up today
Alone on my high school bathroom floor
Listening to bands that make your heart break
Wishing that I hadn't stayed up so late

And I have to say
That I've learned a lot
From the lessons that my father taught
I know, I've got aways to go

But I don't believe in ghosts
Or forgiveness
I think we should all suffer with our choices
You have a tendency to get the best of me

I regret, to say
That I take the same way to work everyday
I lack stability
And I spend my money in the worst ways

I wonder what I'll be like when I'm 35
Will I even be alive
Everything looks better in black and white
Cause I've been changing my mind my whole life

Labored breath labeled here right in front of me
Voice in my head telling me to go and brush my teeth
Allegedly

I regret, to say
That I take the same way to work everyday
I lack stability
And thats okay

I caught a cold
I felt a chill down the back of my spine
I watched my dreams come alive
Tonight

With some old friends of mine
I’ll stand in line
For the things that I want that I need
The things that I think complete me