I met you on the beach. 
And what you wanted from me. 
Were your tips bleached. 
So you'd look cool for a week. 
I did it with ease. public bathroom up the street. 
and knockoff bleach. you're the perfect girl for me. 

I know they called you beach trash. 
To me you don't seem so bad. 
I sent an untimely postcard. 
By that time you drove far. 

Led me out in the breeze. and what you wanted from me. 
Was somewhere to lean. and an ear for your dreams. 
Sorry I had to leave. My parents time don't share with me. 
Advocate for next year. or to bring you back with me. 

Heres to hoping flights delayed. Wavy dreams and beach buffet
I heard em call you bar rat. to me you don't seem so bad.

Beach Trash (Demo)

Murmur in my head
Murmur in my bed
Murmured for my bred
Murmured I'm dead

Don't let it in
Paranoid delusions
These murmurs are in my head
Or there real and I'm dead

I'm feeling!

OOO-O-O-O-OOOOO
OOOOOO-O-O-O-OO
OOO-O-O-O-OOOOO
OOOOOO-O-O-O-OO

Don't have to go
Leave me alone
Get these murmurs out of my mind
Let me go I'll be fine.

I feel alright!

OOO-O-O-O-OOOOO
OOOOOO-O-O-O-OO

Murmur (Demo)

Produced @ House In Motion Studios by Josh Mackey

Time To Join

Switch

Sit Tight!

Ride

Murmur

Jammo-Wamm

Goodbye Mara

Constant Change

C-Section

Beach Trash

We are a three piece rock band from Denver.
Walk Out Of Line was recorded by Josh Mackey @ House In Motion Studio - © 2018

Acoustic Versions: https://soundcloud.com/dylbor

Simon Gillis - Drums
Robert Houttuin - Bass / Vocals
Dylan Lipke - Guitar / Vocals

Demos Recorded: @toucon 
Art: @dylanlipke

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