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1.
I know your mother drives you crazy Well, your lips drive me insane. And I wanna watch you speak so bad, tonight, It gives me pain. And, it's well past 2:00 in the morning And, I know I shouldn't call. I've been drinking all night, I've got nothing to say at all. Well, I guess I just get lonely And a little bit confused Why it is I'm so unsatisfied When I'm doing exactly what I set out to do. I know it's a long way to wander But, your legs are being squandered. And, I want to watch your hips sway 'til I just can't take it any longer. And, it's well passed 3:00 in the morning And, I can hardly stand. But, I think I'll just start walking, darling. I can make it. I know I can Well, I guess I just get lonely And a little bit confused Why it is I'm so dissatisfied When I'm doing exactly what I set out to do. Was thinking maybe you could call And tell me I am fine. And it doesn't even matter if we both know that you're lying. Well, I guess I just get lonely And a little bit confused 'Cause, when I was a kid, this is what I said I'd do. But, when I was a kid I didn't miss someone like you. Maybe I'm just stubborn. Lord, I can't back down. Wanna bring you something beautiful when I show up on your doorstep But, all I have is sound. Oh lord, I can't back down. Now, it's well passed 4:00 in the morning. I just can't walk anymore. I've been stumbling double the distance My legs are tired, my feet are sore. I know your mother drives you crazy. This whole world drives me insane. I just want to make you proud so bad Of every song I ever sang. Well, I guess I just get lonely And a little bit confused Why it is I'm so dissatisfied When I'm doing exactly what I set out to do.
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The Exodus 03:56
3.
We were raised on heroics, But here we are Sitting in the cold Trying to start your car. And I can't stop being sorry for taking this so hard. I go too far. We should've cashed in years ago When I was Kennedy and you were Monroe And the whole town was crying "Oh, poor Jackie O." Two dead American heroes. But, I've got no Oswald You've got no dragon's dawn. More like Jack and Diane, Talking 'bout "Life goes on..." Oh, what a shame. We were born in the jet stream But not quite blown away. We just blew our potential In the back seat of your Lincoln Continental. And I can't stop feel guilty For getting so sentimental. I go too far. Sometimes all I remember is That sunday dress, that monday morning, caught in the rain. My father's promises, your father's threats. Your mother just going completely insane. But, I was fearless then. Lord, I was young. I told you I was certain, and I thought I was. Your mother just going completely insane, Pulling out her hair and singing "Lord, what a shame. But life goes on...." We go too far. We should've cashed in years ago When I was Kennedy and you were Monroe And the whole town was crying "Oh, poor Jackie O." Two dead American heroes. But, I've got no Oswald You've got no dragon's dawn. More like Jack and Diane, Talking 'bout "Life goes on..." Oh, what a shame. We were raised on heroics But here we are, I'm grasping for the gold In the back seat of your car. And I can't stop feeling sorry for taking this too far. I come so hard.
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Mule 04:29
I crammed my shit in my bag And put on my jacket, even though it was warm. And had you run me though the process one more time. Put my book in my pocket And took off my glasses to wipe my eyes And rolled another cigarette for the ride. We listened to "Megan" And I didn't cry. I just kept repeating "This is real life." I made my way through the turnstile. Leave it how you found it and do no harm. They had to put me through the process one more time. My nose and my keys were begging me "Please, Don't set off alarms." Just another broken promise to my ex-wife. And they were singing, "Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!" And giving me strange looks from the gate. This is returning. This is forever flying homeward. I got here early. But, I'm afraid that it's too late. I tossed my bags in the back And took off my jacket, even though it was cold. Ran my way backward through the process one more time. Crammed the cash in my pocked And took off my glasses to rub my eyes. Rolled another cigarette for the drive. I listened to music that I don't recall. It wasn't easy. I just had to make a call. And they were singing, "Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!" And giving me strange looks from the door. This is returning. This is forever flying homeward. I got here early. But, I just can't recall what for.

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released April 25, 2015

All songs written by Benjamin Buttice.

Benjamin Buttice-Guitar, Vocals, Bass.
Mitch Keller- Drums
Alex Bailey- Backing Vocals

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Jason Larson at Dead Pigeon Studios.

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