Lost in Time


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Baked Alaska 01:09
Burning like the baked alaska did These days the station will mock the sayre These days the sky will fill you lungs up With blankets to wrap around the oratals Softening pathways, stregthening the wall of bone This huffs the grunt okay, a call you must obey Crevice loving victims correcting and helping out the least Safe is smeared across the mirror in the bathroom in blue ink Frothing lakes of liquid to steam away up the porcelain life nothing in the vacuum with 10 minutes more where that came from
Birtch Sacks 02:38
Love was not overtly advertised as an automatic terrible experience generator. It seemed like a great sack of rice to buy. But the output sure sucked me up a new one. But on the largest scale available. It seemed reasonable to ask give a half a chance With no feelings to account for, all restrictions were denied, and my teacher retired . A minion from the daily sun, asked for questions but none of the answears got eliminated, in truth belated, Minion got retarded started breaking, shaking, crabby light the floor, what more could you ask for How bout for some cash back? How bout bring the track back. A classic plea for clarity a classic need for sobriety The crap I read is such a tell. Why should it be anything else. It's true the service was the best. Sweet love can hold up to any test. I'm talking for the second time Don't you here my words come freely
End of Hell 02:47
Remember last night the moment I tried to save you I'm sorry I failed Remember the claim I layed to stake you I never came through listen to me. We're seeing the end of hell and you know that well it feels like falling falling I really gave up back then and now it's now. Time marches on. Everything's gone. I laughed to myself because I can't die. But I don't know why.
Bring the Master to shoot him... ignore the armies of ghosts. Zombies pile against the door, it's our only way out. Does it look like the land is falling or does it seem like the clouds are full of blood Does it scream like the headstones in the graveyard, on the hill The great are green and the great will run on dry for the greater the show Allow the scene that will take place in the heart of the city that glows Nothing bleeds at the rate we need it to Nothing stays as the raids we warrant rule Nothing's happening Nothings in our cue What will we do. Out on the roof, the sun going down, the city's a sound
Knowing full well the circumstances. But Why did the guy have to be killed? It's sure been mentioned before, it's been brought up at shows . it's just not a good deal at all Why is lying the only way out? Why can't there be out door that's labeled clearly? It's announced every time someone brings that shit up. But's just no deal at all How bout stripping a leg to the bone How bout giving enough to just really feel It's redundant and strong it's a ceiling and wall it's just a good deal at all Sheeps skin on heads that sing a lot of lines A clear head with the clearest intentions speaking Through the majesty's lips, through the bottomless pits, it's just not a good deal at all Why don't the limitations show, They're real enough to know, this would not cause progress to slow Why don't the limitations show, Why won't the ceiling grow why won't the floor erode why won't the walls explode Don't seal that deal!
Do you want to give a drunken handshake to me stretch your arm out? I Lay low me when there is no more drinking water It bothers me when there's no water Seriously, what have you got in your cup Raw brut papers In a catch-bag I know how guilty I feel, and I think you to oh today I waved a flag in front of a teriyaki sun My sheild was barely holding out. I pretty much got stabbed I heard you like stories that end with you in love Well I can tell great one, but I just can't back it up. Sun low bye day
don't worry this feel is organic Don't hang me my rice is grass fed Don't hurt my gun is unloaded I'm the winter in the race through the sun The game of dreamer is a love work my son The girl will give me dreams I can't shake I can't unload I panic from the start. My friend licks the palm of his hand then he smacks the back of my head I learn a lot from this man, and it almost costs nothing. The cow is dead but I swear it's organic. She makes me think about the monster I use and you too I've got a steady diet and it gives me headaches If I had everything man I'd eat only plants Colder warmer seasons tumble I want Ranch dressing on this number Do you feel me>? Softer Warmer Darker Sharper Will you write down all you want? All grown up and all grown out. I'm living in a pocket way down south by your house I eat raw brains and I grow my own grains babey ain't a thang it's a bottle of sin
you can shake you fist and you can shake your logs You can make a list of a things you want You could give me chunks of cash to burn or eat You could give me lengths of string to tie myself to a seat You can ride along with me I take the bart You can write a song for free well I guess its art You can make a lot money just by hanging out You can do all these thingsyour own hometown. What if you don't believe me little sister. What if you've been let on little brother. What will shake you legs when we get tired of commitment and go the cemetary lounge The cemetary lounge has everything you needed everything you wanted all that could possibly exist it's got replacements for drink tickets, alternate beaches and all the conviences of love. We could elope and migrate, Even all the animals will do like this even all the cats that live inside your room. They will gather food for weeks and build straw hats Their homes are really bad cuz they don't have a construction guide
Stretch my guts to the limits there was such a great party in my pants You were cordially invited. Just so long as you knew that you would die. She's a camera, she's a gun, she's a mountain for our fun. Criminal always my pleasure girl make me your principal make me a special doll Call it what you could call it "a fake" give me one reason to give you play Why do you restrict my hands why do you give me head why is there bloodshed why not the sweet time we have spent all together all again is the reminder that I have left the den The bad touch is filling up to create another cup for the release and the sweet consolidation
Melodic 02:15
Born against a wall. you mother never gave you up. Even in her death. I see your hand resting on a dog's head. You always wear that ring. What does it represent, why did you choose that finger. Just case you can't tell , I miss you so much, I've been so long without your loving touch I want to make a plan to escape from prison. I want to get convicted and go over to your house. I want make a movie, I want to cook a dinner, I want play my drumset, I want to hear a sound play. I want to stay away from the traffic in rush hour cuz I'll sit for hours and never get there yet. * Now she's overhead there's she's overhead god she's overhead I can see her there.
TuffRuggy 04:16
If you listen to the bands that rock, you will that they all know to sing and talk. You should notice how their fans take stock that the drummers hi hat ticks like a clock If you follow the tour van around then you will be driving from town to town If you're then you buy a t-shirt then everybody knows you were at the concert. There's a million bands in this country you can not pretend like you know them all You can get away with quite a lot, because most people don't even care They just don't care. when a band comes in to your town you do the research and you learn about their background Then when some bro comes along with shirt you can show him up, and prove that he's a poser. If you pick the merch, you will support the band, you will be a good fan, if you pick up the merch, you will support the band, you want to be a good fan, come on buy that t shirt. It's every little bands big dream to acquire a substantial following You make it a reality with others like yourself you could create a scene A band will be underground but when they get popular they change their sound. At this point all the fans disagree but it doesn't to the band you see.


The companion to "Chill Crosby II : From the Rave to the Grave" which will be released soon on Circuitree Records.


released January 7, 2011

Denny Denny Breakfast (Robert LaDue) & Wake (Matthew Hettich)


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TFPP Oakland, California

TFPP is the collaboration of "HipHop" (Wake) and "Plug-in" (DDB). Hip hop and Plug-in first met in Pickens, South Carolina as fierce opponents. They were contestants in the local illegal underground magic the gathering tournies. Much later, things lightened up considerably, and eventually, by means of Constructive Discussion technique, they were able to talk through their differences. tfpp.net ... more

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