Sunrise
In my mind's eye, no
Life passes me by
So it goes

But I don't feel alone

Living on luck, fresh out of the stuff
Leaving that empty glass behind
And if it takes me nowhere
At least I'll know where I can find
A better place to waste time

Pain in the worst way
Never fades
But you try not to die
Before your fate

Who needs friends anyway?

Living on luck, fresh out of the stuff
Leaving that empty glass behind
And if it takes me nowhere
At least I'll know where I can find
A better place to waste time.

Bach Of Beagles, Or How To Write Music & Win Poems

Living On Luck

Lose friends in your twenties
If you make it that long
Lose friends, you'll lose plenty
Some are dead and gone
Some just do you wrong

If you don't know by now
Life was never easy
If you don't know by now
Let yourself down slowly
Everything you love
One day pass away
But love lasts forever
Least that's what they say
To the dreamer

I don't go to no more funerals
When friends I love pass by
God knows it's not that personal
I'm just avoiding those alive
Tryna make a buck on a cut from a past life

If you don't know by now
Nothing lasts forever
If you don't know by now
Hold your lover tighter
Everything you made
Castle in the sand
Everything you did
Ah did it lend a hand

To the dreamer?

The Harmony Game

Last nite I was such a dick
And I know I said it once before
But I don't wanna be an a-hole anymore
Takes a lot of work being a jerk
And I just wanna make this work
No I never really felt like this before

So hey pretty-pretty,
I think you're fine
And I just wanna make you smile
Even if it takes a while, I will
Wanna make you feel worthwhile
I will make it right
I will make it right
To you

Last nite was an elevator
Taking us to every floor
But I don't want to take that gamble anymore
Takes a little trust with an open head
And faith without works is dead
No I never really fell like this before

So hey pretty-pretty,
I think you're fine
And I just wanna make you smile
Even if it takes a while, I will
Wanna make you feel worthwhile
I will make it right
I will make it right
To you.

Make It Right

A poet writes her lines
In a studio apartment
She gets up early to get it down
But her boyfriend often whines
He never knew a word her heart meant
He just complains about the way it sounds

But his other side wants you
His other side needs you
It goes "I wanna stay together
wrote a poem for you
Worse or better"

A poet somewhere sighs
In a car with her best friend
She gets away so she can stretch her mind
And boyfriend's getting high
Makes a list of ways to make amends
He reads her poems a couple times

His other side
His other side

And though
Sometimes I wanna be alone
You know
I can't wait for you to be home
Pretty poet, please come back home
Please come back home

But his other side wants you
His other side needs you
It goes "I wanna stay together
wrote a poem for you
Worse or better"

My other side
Another side.

Another Side

Lyrics and music - Matt Casas
Lyrics - Ben Karschner
Lead vocals and guitar - Matt Casas
Keys and backup vocals - Brixz Gonzaba
Bass and backup vocals - Carlos Alvarez
Drums - Tim Herek
Engineer - Nik Carlson

Fuck The Zoo - Live Version

Lyrics and music - Matt Casas
Lead vocals and guitar - Matt Casas
Bass and backup vocals - Carlos Alvarez
Keys - Brixz Gonzaba
Drums - Monsoon
Engineer - Nik Carlson

MIDWEST DEPRESSED LIVE

Monsoon - Live Version

Lyrics and music - Matt Casas
Lyrics - Brixz Gonzaba
Lead vocals and guitar - Matt Casas
Bass and backup vocals - Carlos Alvarez
Keys and backup vocals - Brixz Gonzaba
Drums - Jimmy Wiggins
Engineer - Nik Carlson

Video Store - Live Version

The Cursive Show

Lyrics, vocals, and guitar - Matt Casas

recorded by Matt on Allen's phone

It smells like weed in here
probably cause we smoked weed in here...

Don't take captain obvious to know we smoke the strongest stuff
Don't take a scientist to know we fucks with cannabis
You said you don't think you can get much higher than this
Hahaha
But then I 
Introduced that fire ass strain
To the cells inside of your brain
And you cant explain, I don't blame you
How could I?
It's plain to see
Why the hippies hate me
Because my weed lead
To global warming 
There ain't shit to do 
Except elevate with you 
Make plans, make believe, make moves 
Make righteous tunes
Roll something new
Get it smelling right in a minute or two
But don't get it confused
It's not peer pressure
It's only your turn
It's not peer pressure
It's only your turn
It doesn't smell like tree anymore
I spilled the last of my tree on the floor
I cursed and then I cursed some more
Since no ganja means no galore
What does the lord have in store?
The ball just ain't inside my court
But it wasn't long before
The homie came 
Through and
Blew the pants off
Of our socks
And then we jammed out
And it smells like weed again
Smoked out by my best friends
And we ain't giving it up for lent
Unless it was between the green or the rent
And even then I'm not so sure

Your Turn

Lyrics, vocals, guitars - Matt Casas

recorded by Matt on Allen's phone

Don't believe in nothing
Don't believe in anything but you
Cause lately you're all I've got
You're all I have to get me through
The nights are getting longer
the days they stand still
my breathing's gotten harder
but my heart wont let me kill
I know that this ain't easy
life never was at all

Whoa, oh, oh...

if ever you get lonely
if you're drowning in despair
look inside your heart you'll find me there
the world is far from perfect
but you make it worth it easily

and it's safe to say I need you here with me
and it's safe to say I need you here with me

Whoa, oh, oh...

Don't believe in anything
don't believe in nothing but you
Cause lately you're all I've got
you're all I have to get me through
You gave me a reason to smile
I gave you my heart, I broke for a while
you picked up the pieces
and carried me through the night
I'm tired of living, I'm tired of dying
the world gives up but I'm still trying to be yours, yours, yours

I'm feeling lost and lonely
I'm falling apart tonight
My heart can't take much more of this
I need your lips close to mine
I'm half of what I used to be
And you're to blame

and it's safe to say I'll never be the same
yeah, it's safe to say I'll never be the same

Woah, oh, oh...

and it's safe to say I need you
it's safe to say I need you
it's safe to say I need you
here with me

Here With Me

Lyrics, vocals, and guitars - Matt Casas

Recorded by Matt on Allen's phone

You've got me speaking 
Parseltongue
Slytherin girl
But when the summer ends
You'll join your friends
Leave me in my fleeting world
They'll know me as the muggle
But girl we never seemed to struggle
With making magic
Maybe it was all you
But if you could see you 
You'd see you look pretty spellbound too
I kiss your face
You levitate
We're not in Kansas anymore
And with a slight of hand
You help me understand
Some things are worth the waiting for
I'm at platform nine and three quarters
learning that love has its borders
I'm runnin up the wall
You tore my heart into a horcrux, babe
One for every single summer day
I might drink some pumpkin juice to ease the pain
But nothing takes these thoughts away
I'm wondering what the sorting hat would have to say

Slytherin Girl

Written by Matt Casas
prod. Nathan Stander

Monsoon

Lyrics, vocals, and rhythm guitar - Matt Casas 
Lyrics, vocals, lead guitar, bass guitar, and drums - John Staples

Recorded by John

Avalanches (with John Staples)

Lyrics and music - Matt Casas
Lead vocals and guitar - Matt Casas
Lead guitar and backup vocals - Maya Duis

Something 2 Believe In

Voted #9 Band w/ "Midwest" In The Name for 8 years in a row, according to Omaha's couch surfers, crust punks, and posers.

Matt Casas created Midwest Depressed while they were busy flunking out of community college in Kansas City, releasing mostly-acoustic solo stuff on SoundCloud and eventually forming a makeshift group that crashed open mics and the occasional family reunion (2015-2017). 

From there, MWD evolved into a full-fledged rock, punk, and bar band, releasing the Poser EP at the start of this era (2018-2019). 

After a sea change in the group and a few more collaborations later, Casas returned to the studio and the band's origins with nine stripped-down tracks.

Midwest Depressed

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