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Written by Caitlin Power and Charlie Paul Loane
Produced by Caitlin Power and Charlie Paul Loane
Mixed by Patrick King
Mastered by Denis Blackham @ Skye Mastering

another bad landing , struggling shin splints limp along 
the failed conversion leaving an ugly squeaking pulp 
when the birds say jump you track their little arms 
sink your teeth into the impact 
when the boys say how , you gasp and play along
hot wheels on the race track 
 
house wreck , home wreck 
hell hath no fury like my sister with a drink in her
im maaaaad im craaaazy ! 
cant take me anywhere , im crying 
 
puncture wound planning , stealing that valour at latin mass
sunday service im promised my future - rapture abs 
when the pipes unblock we watch the water spurt from the ground onto the pavement
but the tyres get stuck and Laney's late to work so they'll have to dock her payment
 
car crash , ship wreck 
belle of the ball baby there's only room for one winner 
too bland , too bland 
caked on every wall dilute it with some paint thinner
 
there's disgrace in second place
move up , move up , move up , move up !
 
there's disgrace in second place
move up , move up , move up , move up !
 
there's disgrace in second place
move up , move up , move up , move up !
 
snug as a gun - near the knuckle , near the knuckle 
snug as a gun - near the knuckle , near the knuckle

Speed Training - Hot Wheels (On The Race Track)

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lyrics:

They emptied the building this morning , early
Through windows , ignoring the doors , trashing 
The long twisted arm of the law cradles properties laid there to rot empty 

High Treason, my horse ain’t eaten,
14 miles off the next beacon,
Fleeting Forrest branches beating,
Hoofin over vast uneven roots,
The valleys deepen,
Tread on with armed achievement, 
Nobler men than you retreating,
Taking out your legion of recruits 

The premise is set and it’s sticking solid 
Limbs poking out of the torso folded 
Or sprawled in the glare of the sun gasping 
While still stacked up out on display , public 

Redundant, you’ve up and done it,
Tracked me down only to plummet,
Bodies bound to rest recumbent,
Bathing in my tall triumphant truths,
A real whodunnit, 
Thought themselves a worthy pundit,
Unbecoming purple punching,
Paves the way for hundred fallen troops

Packed into your corner as the day resolves, 
Is it worth the salt?
Squeezing out the remnants of the wherewithal,
Is it worth the salt?
Scribbled out beginnings from official scrolls 
Is it worth the salt?

Speed Training - High Treason

his is the first song by us ! exciting :)

I wrote the words for this song in september 2019 , I was going thru a bit of a weird time and feeling quite detached from reality . I think the song is about feeling like youre floating through the world , like everything’s falling apart around you in so many ways and you keep getting up and going to work and just feeling like…. Wow being alive sure is somethin isn’t it !
The words aim to capture that period in time , there were quite a few protests , and I remembered really vividly one where a bunch of us got cornered in by fascists and cops and just looking at it all happening and feeling like it was so real and so far away all at the same time , I remember walking around a park afterwards and feeling really struck by the beauty of the sun and the trees and feeling so much realer than I had in a while
Its kind of about drifting through different levels of connection with the world around you. This constantly developing understanding of what’s real , where sometimes it feels like nothings really there , and sometimes it feels like you’re so intensely a part of everything

lyrics:

The change of pressure as you close the door 
sucks the curtain through the open window 
there is so much of today left and nothing i can do 

Emulating a potential future
i feel it coming though it might not happen 
i'm a pretty passive person but i dont know if that can last 

It's a bright and beautiful morning 
no longer waterlogged or stuck 
Now i keep on walking though i've tried to stop
if i'm looking for trouble then that must be what i want 

The itch is over but i keep on scratching
more out of habit than a real reaction 
We killed the queen, the army fell, i never had to hold a gun 

The hours are empty but they keep you captive
Tell all your children to go play in traffic 
A cordon of clueless cops standing still 

It's a bright and beautiful morning 
no longer waterlogged or stuck 
Now i keep on walking though i've tried to stop
if i'm looking for trouble then that must be what i want 

Vague distraction that has kept me so confused
complete distrust in what I can't choose not to do 
Did it fall from a clear blue sky?
I think i know what happened but i can't prove that i'm right

Speed Training

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