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Essential Machines EP Underneath the Earth

Road Trip

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Sadness Disease

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Said you wanted it but you let go
No you're letting yourself slip
Said you wanted it but you gave up
Now every bone in your body aches
Said you wanted it but you let go 
Now you've turned into a drip
Said you wanted it but you gave up
Now every bone in your body

So listen
You're not a boy
Not living in a child's world no more
You're not a boy
What good are you for
And everything you laughed at has gone
You left it all behind
You're not a boy 

Said you needed it but it didn't change 
Now every time you look
Said you needed it but it stayed the same 
Oh how the bones in your body ache 
Said you needed it but it didn't change 
Oh I can read you like a book
Said you needed it but it went away 
Now every bone in your body 

You're not a boy
Not living in a child's world no more
You're not a boy
What good are you for
And everything you laughed at has gone
You left it all behind
You're not a boy 

Never listened to a word anyone said x4

You're not a boy
Not living in a child's world no more
You're not a boy
What good are you for
And everything you laughed at has gone
You left it all behind
You're not a boy x2


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Listen On Spotify: http://bit.ly/Spotify-SmellsLikeSummer
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Property of Early Hours.

Lyrics:
Let your hair down and put on your party dress,
Let’s live our favorite story with no second guess.
Told me it’s all easier when you do what you’re told,
Borrow my leg to stand on, let’s get out of control.

Give me my daily dose of your coquetry,
I’ve put some thought into poetry.
A summer’s eve shall I compare to thee?
Or is it not to be?

Oh, it smells like summer,
It smells like summer,
It feels like letting go.
Oh, it smells like summer,
Your smile’s like summer,
I think we ought to let 'em know...

We won’t be waiting for the weekend,
We’re waiting on the sun.
We don’t need anyone’s permission,
To have a little bit of fun.

Good stories always come from bad ideas,
And yesterday was boring so let’s end in tears.
Time waits for no man,
So we won’t wait for time.
This isn’t going to end well but it started out fine.

Here’s an idea: you'll sleep when you’re dead.
Come over here, sleep with me instead.
Let’s get it started, it is getting late.
This won’t end well, but the middle is great.

[Chorus]

Oh, it smells like summer,
It smells like summer,
It feels like letting go.
Oh, it smells like summer,
Your smile’s like summer,
I think we ought to let 'em know...

We won’t be waiting for the weekend,
We’re waiting on the sun.
We don’t need anyone’s permission,
To have a little bit of fun.

Written by:
Jake Bennett & Adam Rothschild
Recorded At: Heritage Sound.
Engineered By: Brendyn "Rusti" Rossouw.
Mixed By: Jean-Paul Fung [Last Dinosaurs]
Mastered By: Joe Laporta [The Killers; Imagine Dragons]

Smells Like Summer

"Empty Nesters" is the first single off Toro Y Moi's forthcoming album "What For?" out April 7th. iTunes pre-order:  http://smarturl.it/whatfor_itunes

Lyrics:
Understand the purpose of making
Everything around you better
There are no zeros after this one
There is no one to destroy your sweater

I’ll try to hum it to you if I can’t sing
My Baby wants me back before I even leave
Smothered and covered by my high school dreams
Call Mom and Daddy cause the nest is empty
And so are you

Did you meet with your advisor?
Do you still draw in the margins?
Bubble letters reading “WHAT FOR?”
And “I wish I had a stand in...”

Let’s try to make another hit for the teens
I miss your bangs, can you cut them for me
Smothered and covered by my high school dreams
Call Mom and Daddy cause the nest is empty
And so are you



