Split 7″ w/Steelhorse

THIS TOWN MEANS ABOUT AS MUCH TO ME AS A FESTERING BOWL OF DOG SNOT/I made a pact with my better half to quit drinking so much and layoff the romance. I got attacked by defenses past, now I wake up in pants with a beer in my hand. I don’t need you, I barely feel shit. It’s a new year– I hope you’re not in it. I got no more pride in my rejection. Broken heart like a shopping cart full of bottles and cans for the daily deposit. You’re not smart, you’re just playing the part…it must be nice to fit in with their cash in your pocket. I don’t need you, I barely feel shit. It’s a new year– I hope you’re not in it. I got no more pride in my dejection. What’s there to live for when you’re passed out on the floor, dependent on a sadness whose absence ain’t normal? I used to daydream about boys in ripped jeans now I hide in my bedroom hoping not to be seen. I never loved you…maybe I did. It’s a new year and I hope that you’re dead. I got no more pride in my depression.

DEAR MR. BREAKEY/Dear Mr. Breakey, this might be a little awkward. I just wanted you to know you shouldn’t worry about your daughter ’cause my life might be a mess but she’s got everything under control. And on these mornings when the first thing that I see is her smile as she’s slowly drifting in and out of sleep I think that maybe things will turn out alright afterall. I’m a stubborn bastard so someday if the walls come crumbling down it won’t be for lack of attention to detail. We were living like it mattered… it mattered to us.

One Response to Split 7″ w/Steelhorse

  1. When is this coming out? ohmybutt I can’t wait.

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