Fake The Art

New to You (Old to Us)

Lyrics:
you just want a life that will be difficult 
to help you play the part
to help you fake the art 
and I don’t wayou just want a life that will be difficult 
to help you play the part
to help you fake the art 
and I don’t wanna make it sound like I am a saint
but you’d never know because I’d never say

i’m so wrought from love that I’ve taken on bitterness like rust
save me now or don’t
leave me hanging out, leave me hanging out, leave me hanging out
leave me hanging
on to the next 
and don’t get depressed
and don’t text your ex 
and hope for the best
fear is a test
the rest is a mess
and I am so blessed
yes I am so blessed
tell me why I need to dig myself out
it’s feeling better underground

can’t you tell me what a big shot I am?
can’t you tell me that you're proud?
will you make me feel like I was born for something
like I'm something more than doubt

oh...

broken glass sits on the kitchen floor 
of the house where your kids were born
so you make enough money to retire free
but your heart stops 
and we’re left to grieve 

i’m so wrought from love that I’ve taken on bitterness like rust
save me now or don’t
leave me hanging out, leave me hanging out, leave me hanging out, 
leave me hanging
on to the next 
and don’t get depressed
and don’t text your ex 
and hope for the best
fear is a test
the rest is a mess
and I am so blessed
yes I am so blessed

can’t you tell me what a big shot I am?
can’t you tell me that you're proud?
will you make me feel like I was born for something
like I'm something more than doubt

everybody’s wanting something difficult
to help them play the part
to help them fake the art 
and I don’t wanna make it sound like I am a saint
but you’d never know because I’d never say

tell me why I need to dig myself out
it's feeling better underground

oh...


like I'm something more than doubt
like I'm something more than doubt


can’t you tell me what a big shot I am?
can’t you tell me that you're proud?

Doubt

Believe

LYRICS:
I saw your ghost and wished that I stood a chance 
But I got so tired of feeling
Second to the rest
But the best is a big request 

You were the talk of the summer
and as dramatic as it sounds
My voice was met with a stutter

Project an image of success and you’re on
But I get so tired of the act
The three rings gold that look like green on the back of my neck

I’m a second choice 
kept on the bench 
You’d think I’d leave 
With my self respect

You were the talk of the summer
and as pathetic as it sounds
My voice was met with a stutter

I’m a second choice 
kept on the bench 
You’d think I’d leave 
With my self respect
I told my friends you’d let me swim
They told me I’d still be adrift 

Ooh ohhh
Ooh ohhh

It was the talk of the summer
And as dramatic as it sounds
My words they started to stutter

I’m a second choice 
that's on the bench 
You’d think I’d leave 
With my self respect

And you’re back in the deep of the freezing water
Getting harder to sleep when the days are over
Take it from me I can be your martyr
When the sun never sleeps in the heat of summer

Talk Of The Summer

LYRICS:
You always look at me that way
But I don’t think I mind
You stare like there’s a cramp 
That’s stuck down in your side
Oh I need an hour or two
Come on tell me now what I gotta do
Rip my skin of this old sick leather
And I die and I die

I see the way you work so hard
To cut the throats and hide the scars
I see the way you work so hard

I am drifting away now
But I do feel fine
I’m just so scattered it seems
But do you have the time to tempt me baby?
Give me that rage
You’re a sick awkward liar motherfucker
And I die and I die

I see the way you work so hard
To cut the throats and hide the scars
I see the way you work so hard
To overlook the youth you robbed
I see the way you work so hard

I see the way you work so hard
To cut the throats and hide the scars
I see the way you work so hard
To overlook the youth you robbed
I see the way you work so hard
I see the way you work so hard

And I die 
And I die 
And I die 
And I die 
And I die 
And I die 
And I…

Work

LYRICS:
Our road is growing cold
I want a face, a hand to hold But your touch is not a home (not a home)
And I’m deceived, cause that’s what I’m told

I'm gonna need to stick out so
Next time you'll stick around
I never wanted to know you 

Let me speak, you're not alone (I’m stuck in silence)
and I've seen a way to grow (I’m feeling slighted)
love is free but it takes a toll (Takes a toll)
and I've learned I reap what I sew

I'm gonna need to stick out so
Next time you'll stick around
I never wanted to know you 

The feeling comes in waves
The feeling comes in waves 
Yeah

I wanted better days 
(that's how it started)
But she was blind to all my change 
(if I'm being honest)
I start to fear and run
In no control of this 
I'm just a simple fool
I'm being honest

I'm gonna need to stick out so
Next time you'll stick around
I never wanted to know you 

The feeling comes in waves
The feeling comes in waves 
The screaming comes in waves 
The feeling comes in waves 
Yeah

I'm gonna need to stick out so
Next time you'll stick around
I never wanted to know you 
The way that I do now

Tug Of War

From our B-sides EP "New to You (Old to Us)

Make It Happen

We Will Be Stronger

Lyrics: 

INTEGRATE SEPARATE
MAKE UP YOUR MIND
WHITE FOLKS STAY COMFORTABLE
BLACK FOLKS DIE YOUNG
CHERRY PICK IMITATE
TOWING THE LINE

I NEED A HALF OF A PERC
BUT NOT JUST THE PERKS OF MY LABOR
I WAS A WHITE BOY
SELLING GREEN, BOY
TO THE BLACK BOYS
THAT GET SHOT, BOY
IT AIN'T RIGHT
WHATCHU MEAN?
YOU KNOW THAT YOU LIVE IN THE PAST
OH DON’T YOU BE TALKING THAT ACT
OR THEY GONNA COME FOR YOUR ASS

I NEED A LITTLE MORE WORK
BUT NOT JUST THE PLIGHT OF MY NEIGHBORS
I NEED A NEW VOICE
NOT THE SAME TONGUE
NOT THE OLD CHOICE
GOD REST TRAYVON
IT AIN'T RIGHT
WHATCHU MEAN
YOU KNOW THAT YOU LIVE IN THE PAST
OH DON’T YOU BE TALKING THAT ACT
OR THEY GONNA COME FOR YOUR ASS

WE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN
TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE
IT WAS ME ALL ALONG
SHOOK TO MY CORE
WE WILL MOVE FORWARD
A CULTURE OF HOPE
APPROPRIATE THE FINEST THINGS
WEAR YOUR CHAINS
WHAT HAVE WE EARNED?
OR WHAT HAVE WE DONE RIGHT?
WE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN
I CAN’T BELIVE MY EYES
I WANT TO SEE
I WANT SOME RELIEF
I WANT TO BELIEVE I’M THE ONLY ONE THATS WAKING UP FROM THIS DREAM
WE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN

TOWING THE LINE

I NEED A HALF OF A PERC
BUT NOT JUST THE PERKS OF MY LABOR
I WAS A WHITE BOY
SELLING GREEN, BOY
TO THE BLACK BOYS
THAT GET SHOT, BOY
IT AINT RIGHT
WHATCHU MEAN?
YOU KNOW THAT YOU LIVE IN THE PAST
OH DON’T YOU BE TALKING THAT ACT
OR THEY GONNA COME FOR YOUR ASS

- We Should Have Known

The Other

Undercover

Cage

Music/lyrics by Beachwood Coyotes
Produced by Austen Moret
Mixed by Tony Doogan
Mastered by Mark Chaleki
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Face to face
You're pretending not to smile but you know you won your game
Face to face
You're a selfish Fucking child
Have you forgotten grace

I'm sorry but are these words killing you
I'm sorry but does my worth bother you
Try living with the pain

Do you remember the dream I had where I left home?
I was working to get back on the late night shows 
But I was closer to sick when I had left your mind
You lead me to mistake love for passing time

Face to face 
When you gambled my devotion 
You tested all my faith 
Face to face
I was a pawn at your disposal 
Just a piece you could arrange 

High on love
You fuck me up
Calm down my blood 
The search is done 

I'm sorry but are these words killing you
I'm sorry but does my worth bother you
Try living with the pain

I'm sorry but are these words killing you
I'm sorry but does my worth bother you
I'm sorry but does my touch cripple you
Try living with the pain

Scrubby

Face To Face

Music/lyrics by Beachwood Coyotes
Produced by Austen Moret
Mixed by Robbie Gardunio
Mastered by Mark Chaleki
www.beachwoodcoyotes.com
facebook.com/beachwoodcoyotes
instagram.com/beachwoodcoyotes

Wait another minute now we're counting seconds racing the clock
Time’s a stretch of land that we burn but we never land on
They're screaming "all lives matter" but you'll never hear that coming from me
That's so easy to say if you've always been free

I'm tired of rolling my eyes
Why can't we all look inside
I'm tired of wishing the nineties never died
I'm tired of waiting for signs
As if some bird will show me how to fly

Spreading like a cancer but most of us are turning our backs
You're Pulling down your hoods just to show us all your hands
I bet they never thought about trust when it's coming from me
Faith that length is chosen as a belief

It couldn't happen to me
Thrown in the back of a cop car 
Unable to breathe
They just wanna be free
If we're looking away, we're not changing a thing

I'm tired of rolling my eyes

I dream that hate is benign

I'm tired of wishing the nineties never died
I'm tired of waiting for signs
As if some bird will show me how to fly

I'm Tired Of Rolling My Eyes

Desire To Grow

Responsible for my voice but I gotta admit
sometimes my tongue makes a choice under control of the gin
I want to wrap myself in death and destruction
I want to infiltrate the pain of seduction

Long enough to see the beauty in discipline

Discipline

Now I’m 27 and I’m on my way to the club
Entry guaranteed but the line is taking too long
I want to exercise my right to feel nothing
I want to liberate myself to be corrupted 

Long enough to see the beauty in discipline
 
Discipline


I was drunk driving my car then I woke up
next to a bottle of Jose Cuervo
Red zone selma and vine I was thinking
I don’t know my rights
wait…
I want to exercise my right to feel lonely

Long enough to see the beauty in discipline

Discipline

Discipline

I Am Just A Stand In

Lyrics:

If you expected me to stay then I’m not talking clear as I thought
I said “I don’t need you, I was so close to defeated” as I awoke to the pain of your scars
Well you did not complain when you was busy holding the cards
No no no you did not complain when you was busy wearing me out

When did I become a word for creep?
When did I become the worst of me?

I wanna thank you shy guy for all you suffered for
At the tip of my tongue the words fall like heartache
Does it take a long time to feel less like
(To feel less like)
Like dying to me



You looked so different when you came back from your trip
You said you’re busy shedding everything that we had ever started
Well you did not complain when you was busy holding the cards
You look so different now I wish we never started
No no no you did not complain when you was busy wearing me out

Everything you’ve fought for just took off wearing platforms 
Save yourself the worries, your egos way too fragile
Learn from your mistakes
Don’t text her that you lover her
Hold yourself accountable

You don’t hate losing her
You just hate losing



I wanna thank you shy guy for all that you’ve suffered for
At the tip of my tongue the words fall like heartache
Does it take a long time to feel less like dying?
(To feel less like)
Like dying to me

Stay

LYRICS:

I fell in love before I could learn
To love myself
My mental health is getting worse 
And she’s gone
I’m a victim of playing it safe
Too little too late
Afraid of the stakes

Waited up all night
I’d have waited five
To be rejected by a smile

Is it the wrinkles in my face I drank dry?
Or was I only a crutch
When you just wanted to touch
And you just wanted to stay the night
Yeah you just wanted to love
Yeah you just wanted the love from me tonight

I stopped respecting myself
To cater to your growth
Again we’re drunk as hell
Why can’t we take it slow 
Another pop song about
Someone you can’t make home
We need to stop this now
A self aware self note

I set my sights on Orion
It’s cuffing season
Winter months
A glass of wine to keep warm
Another word about how we don’t work 
Oh you’re so much work
A wonder


Is it the wrinkles in my face I drank dry
Or was I only a crutch
When you just wanted to touch
And you just wanted to stay the night
Yeah you just wanted to love
Yeah you just wanted the love from me tonight

I stopped respecting myself
To cater to your growth
Again we’re drunk as hell
Why can’t we take it slow 
Another pop song about
Someone you can make home
We need to stop this now
A self aware self note

Is it the wrinkles in my face I drank dry
Or was I only a crutch
When you just wanted to touch
And you just wanted to stay the night
Yeah you just wanted to love
Yeah you just wanted the love

Cuffing Season

"When he’s not busy bruising fans and other bands during his live performances, Nott’s generally cracking jokes between songs. Whether he’s making fun of the people with their arms crossed in the back of the room or claiming to have just written the guitar riff of AC/DC’s “Thunderstruck,” it’s a refreshing change of pace from many up-and-coming bands who take themselves entirely too seriously."
-OC Weekly

"Together the band succeed in blending samples and electronic elements whilst incorporating a variety of different influences, ranging from hip-hop to hard rock, and even some barbershop quartet, pushing themselves into a whole new territory."
-Huffington Post

"Dreamy harmonies sit comfortably alongside psychedelic, jangly guitars, as ’60s Laurel Canyon–esque folk rock meets ’90s shoegaze."
-LA Weekly

"The quartet channels an electronic alternative sound that falls somewhere between the Strokes and MGMT, often with dark meaningful lyrics backed by the types of beats and melodies that make the audience want to dance and sing every word."
-Myspace, artist of the day

 “Face to Face” evokes the same visceral sense of heartache that all the best indie rock breakup song do. In fact, given how sharp and focused the band’s music is, it won’t be long before they are talked about in the same breath as alt-rock stalwarts such as Japandroids and Dawes."
-AXS


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