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released August 19, 2016

Home Recorded

Produced, Mixed, and Mastered By: Russell Cerminaro

Jake Britton: Vocals & Guitar
Russell Cerminaro: Vocals & Guitar
Eric Ciparis: Bass
David Juro: Drums

Additional Vocals on "Weathered": Sabrina Hecht

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Track Name: In Your Eyes
Home for the weekend, but by the time Sunday hits I remember why I left in the first place. We can be close, but I just need my own space. I'm a disgrace. What would a brass ring do for me, anyway? And it comes off so halfhearted. Gave you a bouquet, but you wanted the garden. Beg your pardon.

Divorce me of ever having been around. Call it what you will, but I can't listen to the sound of your voice screaming my name. I am always the one to blame in your eyes. This has all just been a lie.

I'm only human here is my blood and these are my bones; it's what I'm made of. I hate that feeling of being watched and I don't think it will ever stop.

Divorce me of ever having been around. Call it what you will, but I can't listen to the sound of your voice screaming my name. I am always the one to blame. In your eyes this has all just been a lie.
Track Name: Aim For The Heart
Let's play a game called how much can you hide? These god damn first impressions are tearing me up in inside. I have this dull ache in my head; I get it from time to time. And there's no medicine to get you out of there and back to where I used to be. To where I used to be. To where I used to be.

So am I cool enough for you and your friends. You want be to back off I'll do it I'll be fine. It's only a matter of time before you see me for who I truly am.

I don't wanna. No I won't do it man that's just not me. But I did it anyways. I had little words left to say, cause I did it anyways.

So am I cool enough for you and your friends. You want be to back off I'll do it I'll be fine. It's only a matter of time before you see me for who I truly am.

Who are you to tell me the way to live my life. And who are you to tell me what is wrong and what is right. The way I cut my hair the way I dress it's just not right. Fuck you if you care, you go that's fine just for tonight.
Track Name: Paper Bag Funeral
I should not have to feel any certain way about any situation on any given day. Now I'm trying not to cry. I'm holding my tears back. Well I'd rather show emotion than forget all about the things I used to know and love. Well I will send those through the airwaves high above all the petty things I used to care about before. But now I'm standing outside your window right by the steps on your front porch.

Maybe I'm unlucky or just stuck in my own ways. The next time you are leaving will you please say it to my face. You forgot to shut the back door now the air's all leaking out. Like the words that line my stomach and work their way up to my mouth. Right out my mouth. Right out my mouth.

Breathe in. And hold it in tight. You say you "feel like you're suffocating" and "no everything's not alright". You say "it's only for this moment, tomorrow I'll be okay". Well if we never tell nobody will everything just stay the same as it was before I poured my heart to you. Laid it out in a painting or letter. What did it mean to you?

Maybe I'm unlucky or just stuck in my own ways. The next time you are leaving will you please say it to my face. You forgot to shut the back door now the air's all leaking out. Like the words that line my stomach and work their way up to my mouth. Right out my mouth. Right out my mouth.
Track Name: In Time
We're phone screens away. I've been looking for something to say all day. I've been letting my options weigh out, now I'm on the verge of a breakdown.

You and I will find each other in time sifting throughout our lives, finding ways out. You will find me every place where I hide. Open up your arms wide, let me push you aside.

I couldn't sleep last night, I was hoping that you were alright. It's written in black and white now. I just wish I had some whiteout.

You and I will find each other in time sifting throughout our lives, finding ways out. You will find me every place where I hide. Open up your arms wide, let me push you aside.
Track Name: Mint
Somehow I lost track of time, but time it waits for no one and I can't go back. Fix all the things I thought I was doing right. Lay with me. Go to sleep. Something I've been doing very little of lately. And it's hard to breathe when you got your nose so stuck up one another's endless quest for self-perfection.

Well I'm too young to feel this way, but I'm too old to expect things to stay the same.

I have changed, but tell me who hasn't. I've been rounding out my edges trying my best to straighten out, but I'm still sharp to the touch. So release all discretion and change your self-perception. It's starting to get warmer in this unforgiving room. So one day when my head levels out I'll take what you expect, I'll turn it in to what you get.

Well I'm too young to feel this way, but I'm too old to expect things to stay the same.

Wrap me up. Spit me out. You know I've heard it all before.
Track Name: Weathered
You wrapped me up. You spit me out. I thought I'd heard it all before. But lately the doors have been closing shut and I've felt trapped in place. The doors they are closing.

I'll never shut you out again I swear one day I'll make amends, but for right now I'm trapped in place.

You wrapped me up. You spit me out. I thought I'd heard it all before. But the sound that came from your mouth that night, I'd never heard that sound before.
Track Name: Yosemite
We came across the way to find out how we could save ourselves from the docile callings of what we're expected to be. Let me live my way without having to deal with hatred and assumptions that are prejudice with what others believe.

I don't feel intact in my own body and I can't tell a soul. The risk of coming off as different scares me half to death. I'm bored and confused. Should I ask for help or keep this to myself? Am I allowed to?
Track Name: Blue Whale
Rest and regroup myself. I'm all over this room and it's all gone to hell. I don't need this now. There's enough on my plate to feed a blue whale.

Slow down to take deep breathes, but with every inhale I fill up with chagrin and I don't like it. Like losing to computers on video games.

If I walked away right now where would I end up standing?

Hold on. Just give me a chance to explain myself. You came in clutching on to the last bit of faith you had in me.

If I walked away right now where would I end up standing?
Track Name: God Walks on 45th Street
Try not to forget, it's so hard to remember. In one shot I am struggling for air. Try not to effect, the people surrounding you cause thy would do anything to make sure you're not like this again.

But who are we to say anything really, to be so true to speak our minds in this life? But you're right there and I'm right here. I will change for you, I'll grow for you.

Take a deep breath, absorb everything you've done. Well I will ruin my relationships before sacrificing a little bit of fun. Cut me off with no discretion. Maybe I will be dissected. You can find the problem where I'm headed. And maybe I'm the one to blame, but when I wake up in the morning will you still think of me the same?

But who are we to say anything really, to be so true to speak our minds in this life? But you're right there and I'm right here. I will change for you, I'll grow for you.

Cause God walks on 45th Street and I can't feel my feet anymore.
Track Name: Midnight
When I was a kid I didn't even know what midnight was until New Year's Eve and I stayed awake. Now I'm grown up and I'm lucky if I fall asleep before 3am. I feel so dead.

I stare through the dark. My eyes will adjust so I can see what's going on all around me. It starts to get hot. How do I get comfortable in this? I turn on my fan. It doesn't do much.

I can't find the moon. The sky is too big to rummage through. There are no stars; the town's too bright. If I took a trip to outer space I'd realize fast that it's always the night up there.

But when I dream it's all bad stuff that happens to me. Kill the lights so they can scream. It's hard to believe whats real and fictional at best. What did I do? Now it's all a mess.
Track Name: Tomorrow
We laugh it off when someone's got their life together. Well, wouldn't that be nice? And I've spent my last 10 dollars on a t-shirt that one day I'll outgrow. Just like my habits and my stupid friends who don't tell me to go home when my night has clearly reached its end.

And we'll live to see tomorrow, but tomorrow might not be great. And we'll live to tell another tale of what left us that day. So turn on your early 20's, smell the hint of gasoline. Cause what was made to kill us is never as it seems.

You say it doesn't count if you don't remember, well then I guess I can't count much. And I'll I've wanted for the past few nights is to feel your siren touch. The streetlights never seem to balance out the way I want them to. The color's never right, but black's been all I'm seeing too. I need you.

And we'll live to see tomorrow, but tomorrow might not be great. And we'll live to tell another tale of what left us that day. So turn on your early 20's, smell the hint of gasoline. Cause what was made to kill us is never as it seems.

And I will wait outside. And I will stay the night. And I will wait outside cause I can't get home anyways.
Track Name: Quilt
Patches of kindred jeans, yet my genes are so contradicting. What's shown on the surface is ever so charming, it covers us completely. Filibuster these abominable acts so I can prolong the illusion that we are still happy and everything's fine.

As the years go by this quilt starts to wither and fade. Holes tear through and I can see what hides beneath the sewn charade. I see the heart on your sleeve and it won't stop bleeding. This shield no longer gives me that same safe feeling.

Everyone's got their own shit going on. Normality is just a myth. I looked between the lines and it says "do not read".

Don't tell me you don't see what I see. As if I weren't tense enough.

How many more secrets are you keeping away from me? Welcome me back, an apparent trap to have me witness your misdoings. I want to explode in the sky like fireworks on the 4th of July. Too concerned about my past and future, but the present's a gift I should be more content with.

As the years go by this quilt starts to wither and fade. Holes tear through and I can see what hides beneath the sewn charade. I see the heart on your sleeve and it won't stop bleeding. This shield no longer gives me that same safe feeling.