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1.
Sittin’ in Mickey Mouse’s empire behind bars, grand theft auto warrants and these stolen rental cars and I’m about to rob this bank. Here’s a tale that just poured out again and again. How everything starts with a drink, so let’s not pretend. Let’s not pretend. Who’s gonna win? Let’s not pretend. Who’s gonna win? Let’s not pretend who’s gonna win. The dragon that lives deep inside has crushed me again. No heroes, no sorcerers. This identified sin. This dreadful sin, got fooled again. Got fooled again. Got fooled again. These dreadful sins, unspeakable. The junkie eases down and bangs red highways in need. The baser's golden brillo scattered like tumbleweed. It’s in my veins, it’s in my brain, it is my pain. It’s in my pain, It’s in my brain, It’s in my vein. The filthy waters flowing and it’s the opposite of good, and the thugs keep fucking up my grandma’s neighborhood, my neighborhood. “Hey bruh, what’s good? Is this shit good?” What’s really good? No news is good, my neighborhood. Don’t you know that you could of been something? Now you’re locked up like a dog, facing years in the pen. Don’t you know you could have been something? Lock Down. Shake down. Takedown. Lock Down. Shake down. Breakdown. Throwing riddles here and there and sending signals everywhere on the radio. Were those strawberry fields a dream? Crash and burn with these broken wings. Well, they got me in a cell and it’s my breath that I can smell. These fucking radios. Got a letter from a long lost friend, Tampa coming back again. Sittin’ in Mickey Mouse’s empire behind bars, grand theft auto warrants and these stolen rental cars, the fires, the wires, the liars. St. Timothy, Monk Man, red doors, no plan. St. Timothy, Monk Man, pink bracelets, my hands. The fires, the liars, the wires.
2.
Am I free to go? Or am I being detained? Well, I do not consent to anything. ‘Cause what I want you to know is, that I will not incriminate myself and I will not admit to anything. You were sworn to protect me. Get out of the car, get down on the ground. Put your arms behind your back, don’t make a sound. That’s my arm on your neck. That’s my knee in your back. My body camera’s turned off so don’t talk back. Such a little, little man with such a big, big gun. “Cleaning up the neighborhood,” sucking up the fun. So what are we gonna do about these boys in blue? These poison blues. What are we gonna do? Woah officer, I think my arm’s out of it’s socket. Officer, what’d you put in my pocket? Officer, officer, officer, you were sworn to protect me.
3.
Empty Falls 02:31
What is your favorite movie that you ever watched? These U-Haul boxes built up cardboard monuments. Underneath the moon is where it starts. Starry nights, winter roads, disconnected burner phones. Does hunger strike before the craving kicks it in? You were born into haste and the waste of the fatherland. No mother singing lullabies. Killing, cancelling the days end, again and again with a guaranteed end. What is your earliest memory? Do memories still exist? Wait, I thought sleep was afraid of you. Is suffering an option? The stench is a familiar stain. After the fall, this original sin, let the musical chairs of the heartless begin. I’m now down in the bottom and you can see the tilt where the trees fall in. The temperature is rising, but no one feels the change. Rearrange. The greatest thaw.
4.
Are you just waking up or did you sleep at all? It seems the world we made is coming to an end over something we can’t recall. So are we breaking up over something you think you saw? The world we made, it doesn’t have to end over something so small. And now these memories are being forced on me and I’m hearing things that I don’t want to believe... so can you turn the lights out? Let’s just go back to sleep. Life passes like a shadow and it’s later than you think. And now apologies are getting in the way of all the things I’m trying so hard not to say. It’s a big sad day so should I stay?
5.
LOL Violence 02:35
This Florida heat, still undefeated. Winter advanced a step, and then retreated. And as the weather does what it does outside, we sit in different rooms so we can hide from each other. And I want to go in so I can see if you want to come out and watch TV, because I know you want to come out and watch TV, just not with me. That’s liberal on liberal violence. I wish you’d come out so I can tell you a joke, laugh or roll your eyes and maybe we’ll close this distance between us. We’ll open up some wine and we’ll sit on the couch, we can talk or be quiet, maybe make out. We’ll just be us, just be us. Liberal on liberal violence.
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Hazard 03:54
This moment lives private, it’s privatized and theorized. His calibrated thoughts today, I don’t wanna hear what’s beautiful to you. Levels of effectiveness, here’s the bridge, where’s the landing? When out of touch touches down, two shows feel like a tour. I seem to miss it more and more and more. Orienteer the path, passage leading science fiction, prescription, addiction. It’s beautiful to you. It’s right here. All of my days, all of my ways, all of my days, so cold, takes hold. All of my days, all of my ways, it’s criminal, subliminal. All of my years, couple million beers. It’s a love/hate, open gate. Gotta clear the air.

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Debut Release on Rad Girlfriend Records

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released February 28, 2020

Big Sad is Dave, Richie, Shawn, Frank
Recorded and Mixed early 2019 at Atomic Audio by Frank Calcaterra
Cover art by Jon Boyd
Thanks to Josh and Rad Girlfriend Records

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