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Everyone, if Anyone
01:58
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Do you ever yearn to be alone? Because I could hate everyone if anyone was here. I've made it known that my intentions can be menacing without often saying anything. My best is when I'm at my worst, reduced to fake a smile that works. My best is when I'm at my worst, reduced to smile and say what works. Despite hands over your mouth, you've got sarcasm spilling out into a choice of words which somehow piss off nearly everyone without actually hurting anyone. Your best is when you're at your worst, reduced to fake that smile that works. Your best is when you're at your worst, reduced to smile and say what works. Our best is when we're at our worst. We try and try. And, Jesus Christ, our best is when we're at our worst. Our best is when we're in our safe zone, all alone. Alone. Alright?
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Welcome back! Now turn around. There's no more room for us here at home. We're up three flights because the maintenance lights aren't on. We have nice things, but they don't work. The stare collections hurt the face when the phone calls start. This list of options only breaks my heart. I feel I've felt this all along. You'd make more sense if you were wrong. Welcome back! Now turn around. There's no room here to take a break. We squeeze ourselves in the corners to take up space. It's a six year lease, still down the street. Still seems so cheap and yet we're still so goddamn broke. I feel I've felt this all along. It'd make more sense if you were wrong. I feel. I've felt this all along. It makes more sense if you were wrong. It'd make more sense if we were wrong. It makes more sense if we left. It makes more sense if I left. Never wanted more to feel wanted less. I'm better placed than spaced. Never wanted more than I could support.
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Hall Monitor
02:36
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You've got a lot to learn about patience and respect, and here I kept my cool just to watch you storm off mad instead. Advocation's place reserves the space behind results. It's a long night on a longer street. It's a cold stare on some colder feet. So if you're real enough with me then I'll be real enough with you, but if you wait too long to leave then I'll wait all night. So, that being said, It's common practice to pay attention to the time. It was only five minutes, but it was five more than I had in mind. Help me help you, or help yourself again. If you're fake enough with me then I'll be fake enough with you, but if you wait too long to leave then I'll wait all night. Help me help you, or help yourself again.
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You & Me & Mt. Hood
02:27
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It's too bright and early, this must be some kind a joke. Cruel and unusual, no wonder my reaction's slow. So pounce me out of my funk. Wake me up! I've worked too hard to feel so empty. Ten AM and still just stuck. I can't complain, we've got a never-ending list; Recommendations for the time that we've missed. Oh no, I can't complain. I've got a never-ending week, a couple loose plans and a peck on the cheek. So take me out and show me around. Washougal River, we traverse the hot rocks and beer. It's lazy wading for the first time this year. It's Mount Hood and an empty tank of gas. Some fingers crossing as we coast down the pass to perspective as we get near the ground. You've got 7 days to show me around. So take me out and show me around. Pounce me out of my funk. Wake me up! I've worked too hard to feel so empty.
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50%
03:09
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I'm calling a truce between me and you. I can accept the smack, but can't respect the bruise. A darker blue, it's no use, I'm not by your side. We compare, contrast, complain and refuse to reply. Too proud, but I can't pretend to keep looking the other way as we occupy opposite ends, but keep looking the other way. A firm grasp on the english language. Hurray for the weight of the guilt on my mind. Depressed with your emotional baggage, I pray for the day you'll stop wasting my time. Too proud, but I can't pretend to keep looking the other way, as we occupy opposite ends and keep looking the other way. Ignoring space, ignoring time and still looking the other way. Potential for attack, opinions aren't fact. I direct and you decline. Attempts at an attack, opinion versus fact, I direct and you decline. Too proud, but I can't pretend to keep looking the other way, as we occupy opposite ends and I'm not looking the other way. We occupy opposite ends. I'm calling a truce between me and you. I'm calling a truce.
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LTCTLYB
01:57
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With no warning you quit, grabbed the cash, bought a flight and just split. If unhappy, then what made you wait to finally speak up in the deserts heat? Well I know. We don't desire what you deserve. Where this begins and ends in Western Texas is where you and I got worse. I just can't design what you deserve, so shine the glass or throw the stone, but please go home. I've got a couple ways to answer for your quick departure. Dressed down from the mountains to the dirty south, our guard was down from the warmth of your brothers house. Might have made you awfully lonely but awful's what we're all about so we don't desire what you deserve. Where this begins and ends in Western Texas is where you and I got worse. I just can't design what you deserve, but what do you deserve? So shine the glass or throw the stone.
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Blue Bottle
04:02
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I spoke out of turn but spoke to fix this mess. I've got funny way of getting things off my chest. I built the fire and it still burns. I spoke out of turn. I spoke at your expense. I've got a funny way of dealing with my regrets. Despite my timing, I'm still concerned. This an outcome I can't control. It's gotten smaller as it's gotten old. It's a way to waste our lives, but you seem just fine. I guess I'll speak to you another time. I simply worry away my life, but you seem just fine. It's cool, I guess I'll speak to you another time. Bat down the door, photograph the evidence but call each other out instead. Bust down the door as we consult the evidence. Again, was it something I said? Bat down the door, photograph the evidence but call each other out instead. Bust down the door as you consult the evidence, as I consult the evidence. As you consult every action we'd ever made. You lied for months while you still got paid, making mistakes I can't begin to repeat that just got lesser as they got more mean. It's a way to waste our lives but you seem just fine, I guess I'll speak to you another time. It's cool, I guess I'll speak to you another time. I spoke out of turn, but spoke to fix this mess. I've got funny way of getting things off my chest. I spoke out of turn. I spoke at your expense. I've got a funny way of dealing with my regrets. I built the fire and it still burns.
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St. John
01:53
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Our ultimatums always add to our momentum. It's maybe the faint of heart that can't look us in the eye, as we've lived long enough to get a glimpse into our future where we'll discuss our end ad-nauseam tonight. We could walk away just meet our maker and not a single soul would even notice if we were gone. So, come on. Let's make our way. Carefully counting our steps like it's the last time. If the lighting was wrong we could have slipped right through the cracks. Well, we're never coming back. You could drift away just to meet your maker and not a single soul would even notice if you were gone. So, come on. Let's make our way. Come on.
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Eyesores
01:40
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A red line. A welcome home. Dropped the signal but held your breath. Sprayed the paint and human fumes, left a message and raised the rent. Hold your breath. The eyesores are moving in. Hop the pavement and jump the fence. Day to day and door to door, meet the neighbors and break their necks. Well, you don't know the first fucking thing about me, so don't pretend like you do. You don't know the first fucking thing about me, it's true. Hold your breath.
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Mostly Water
02:36
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This is the me I've missed, covering months to feel convinced that I could do anything and still reap a benefit. It's skin like sand, sobering health and a five year plan. It can't return my figure to that of a younger man. Regret hardly any vices and reset. Hardly any vices left. This is the me I've missed. Few and far between the depth of oil and kerosene, I've found my weight in the water where it could change the weight of me. It's alcohol and smoke. Rhetoric from the words you spoke closed covers on the "twenty-somethings" set to my life's work. Regret hardly any vices and reset. Hardly any vices left. Regret hardly any vices and reset. This is the me I've missed.
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Lint Roller
05:24
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I'm careful not to move your afternoon of baking in the sun. Your 12's my 32. It's two before your day has just begun. Lay low. It's do not disturb, I know. This kind of quiet always shakes me. Lay low. It's do not disturb. I know. Well, I know you've made a home inside my shirt sleeves inseam, burrowed your face into the couch cushions cotton stitch. In older age acquired a taste for the finer things. Permanent rest as it always seems you're half awake or half asleep. Half asleep, while I wait wide awake. This kind of quiet always lets you glow. Well i know you've made a home inside my shirt sleeves inseam, burrowed your face into the couch cushions cotton stitch. In older age acquired a taste for the finer things, ignored the sun and spent the evening curled up in bed. In older age acquired a taste for the finer things, a day of rest and an evening curled up in bed. Drift away but please let me follow. Drift away but please let me tag along. It's permanent rest as it always seems you're half awake or half asleep.
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Pet Symmetry Chicago, Illinois
Definitely Not 20/20.
Chicago, IL
Erik Czaja, Marcus Nuccio, Evan Weiss
Asian Man Records / Storm Chasers LTD
www.petsymmetryband.com
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