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Caught A Ghost - Time Go

quick song sketch

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4RWez9WoPGg

ty @torno for the melody and ty @bennyblasay for the cover art

You always get too close 
When I let you in
You get under my skin 
I won't let you in like the last time 
Like the last time 
Its the last time 

I'm in over my head 
Ill never forget what you said 
I'm in over my head 
Over my head 

I'm in over my head  x4 

I feel like someone's watching when I brush my teeth 
Check under my bed before I go to sleep 
I thrash my head and I stomp my feet 
I stretch my skin to make enough of me 

I know I can be unpredictable 
I understand if it's unforgivable 
But in the end 
I'm still replaceable

You always get too close 
When I let you in 
You get under my skin 
I won't let you in like the last time 
Like the last time 
Its the last time 

I'm in over my head 
Ill never forget what you said 
I'm in over my head 
Over my head

in over my head (luvox + torno)

Consolers of the Lonely (cover)

I found a shred of hope 
In the darkest place I looked
I'll show you what I've found
I'll take you to the light of day
It's bright there, shining
And people are smiling
And we're safe here
So stop and wipe your tears

Don't fall apart
Look to your heart
Just know you're right
And know you're wrong
But don't forget to start
To Start living.

You don't have to run away
You can just be your self
Stand tall and taller all the time
And be happy knowing that you're not alone
I said it's always not never
Not worse, it's better
It's better than this, it's better than that
But no one here is better than you

The night is quiet
And our windows are open
The breeze whispers to us all
It tells us what we want to hear
So I'll listen closely
But I'll follow my own path
Because it's nice here
But I want to be my own man

Don't fall apart
Hold yourself together
Stay strong, be strong, be you
And I fell apart
Think I need a jump start



Jump Start

New Mix 6-17-13

This song is heavily influence by circus creamer marches and Neutral Milk Hotel
Really pushed my singing to the limits of my range
I wrote this as a kind of statement on the state of American affairs being like a big shady circus casino but it could really mean anything

I tried to mix this as drum and bass heavy as possible, and still keep the vocals center and clear

Peace and Love,
William

-Feast of Fools-

I flinch at the entrance
You hesitate 
Ally ally oxen free
My Pocket sweating 
Tokens for
A writ to our Harm
Written with Rat teeth
To the feast of fools

Loitering on stilts
About the grounds
Shopping around
To get our fix 
of tricks to
Martyr our minds
on the midway

They won’t hold me
Like you hold a gun
Like you hold someone
Shooting at Balloons
Aligned in rigged rows
Zeroing your sights
On the prize tonight
Give me Give me Give me
Give me Give me Give me

More

The smell of fumes
Miming complaints
Protesting my oil slicked face
Getting sick on the carousel
From eating crow
with a side of eggshells
and the bruise from my muse
Pretty as angel spit

The Carnie boomers
Sigh at 
The Boomerang kids
Stealing for so long
For them to be
Bad boys and girls
Adapting the environment
To their epileptic fits

They won’t hold me
Like you hold a gun
Like you hold someone
Shooting at Balloons
Aligned in rigged rows

I hand the fool
My pass
He tucks me in
To my seat
With you by my side
He pulls the lever
action escalates
into flashing rainbows
Waxing kinetic
g-forces pressing me
into its mold
 I stare
upside down
into the clouds
Hunting butterflies
With hammers
warped in 
funhouse mirrors

They won’t hold me
Like you hold a gun
Like you hold someone
Shooting at Balloons
Aligned in rigged rows

as we fly
so amused
as we fly
So amused
the ride crashes and burns
But at least we won that prize
At least we won the prize

Feast of Fools

pyre (with drew gragg)

Something outside of myself

Puppies and nightmares and missing my rem cycles 
Downing asparagus in my sarcophagus
What kind of boat is made out of rice in the ocean
Our eyes need salt to sea a million life's
To see a million life's
To see a million life's

Broken horned unicorns mate on the horizon
Cutting out hearts hat belong to the Eskimos
Sleeping on couches and breaking my spine
On a watch that floods time to my pale shaded eyes
I'm alive
I'm alive I still fly
I'm alive I still

Fragile expressions and heart cold redemptions
One person has died what a common expression
Spray from a distance of 8 to 10 inches
From surface to move can in order to spray a cult
I'm a cult, I'm a cult
I'm a cult, I'm a cult


Something Outside Of Myself

Drop Dead Sparrow