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Call It What It Is - Written by Tanya Batt 
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Produced by Tanya Batt 
Engineered & Mixed by Alex O'Gorman
Mastered by Isaac Barter

Tanya Batt - Vocals, Piano, Rhodes, Digital Synth
Lachlan O'Kane - Drums, Percussion
Brendan Tsui - Bass
Ross Beaton - Modular/Analog Synth 
Adam Dean - Lead Guitar

Lyrics
Everything hurts on the inside 
But there’s no point talking about it
There’s no point talking at all
Cause’ everytime I try to phone you
Nobody answers my call

Just call it what it is 
Just call it what it is 
Just call it what it is 
Just call it what it is 

Everything hurts on the outside 
But there’s no point talking about it
There’s no point talking at all
Cause’ everyone’s breathing different air to what I breathe
I feel like I’m not breathing at all 

Just call it what it is 
Just call it what it is 
Just call it what it is 
Just call it what it is 

I write down my feelings and I burn them
I wish I could show you how I feel
Seems I’m incapable in relaying what is real
Why can’t I talk about it 
Why can’t you talk about it
Why can’t we talk about it
Why can’t I talk about it
Why can’t you talk about it
Why can’t we talk about it  

Just call it what it is 
Just call it what it is 
Just call it what it is 
Just call it what it is

Call It What It Is

The Less I Knew

Lighten Up

Bermuda Sea

For the Breakdowns

For The Breakdowns

If It's Time

Folding Unfolding

Lyrics:

I remember your tail lights, and the nondescript conversations, 
Trails of jet engines and walking to my door,
Would you be dead, if I’d said two words more? 

I remember the debris, and your faces lit like a rave,
Patterns of glass reflecting in the crescent moon,
A fine rain dripping down like a wound

And I don’t know what I’d do, if that truck had taken all of you,
I think the moon may disappear
But a fraction of a second kept you here

Well my little brother told me time is stolen,
And the wolves come for everyone,
But I wonder if the wreckage was an omen,
When it’s time, I think I, 
When it's time, I think I 

And I don’t know what I’d do, if that truck had taken all of you,
I think the moon may disappear,
But a fraction of a second,
But a fraction of a second,
Kept you here

Fraction of a Second

Fortune

Beautiful View

The Edge

Ben Murphy - The Edge

Making sounds for eyes closed.
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