The little one. The broken one. The quiet one. Gh sts. Always there. Watching me. While I sleep. While I make my coffee in the morning. They know my most intimate secrets. They know us better than we know ourselves.

lyrics

THEY KN W US BETTER THAN WE KN W _URSELVES

the little ne likes t stare at walls
all day l ng staring like it's g nna pen up
reveal s me kind f truth t us
kissing in the b th we wait
f r s me ne t tell us t st p
but it's still staring at the wall

the br ken ne is grabbing at y ur thr at
while y u sleep
while y u're sitting there
just l king at me
fr m acr ss the table
beer in hand and hand t knee
barely listening t the music fr m the tiny
speakers in ur ph nes

the quiet ne is tired f the n ise
and i'm just tired all the time
i'm tired
and i can see y u're tired t
s we're tired but it's n t the end
i think it's ne f th se things

we'll kn w it when it c mes
we'll kn w it when it c mes
i h pe it never c mes
we'll kn w it when it c mes

released April 7, 2021

CREDITS:

Written, Engineered, Produced, and Mixed by Iain Greba
Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Synths by Iain Greba
Drums by Byron Harden
Mastered by Jesse Cannon at Found Soundation Studios
Copyright 2021

03 They Kn W Us Better Than We Kn W Urselves

The Second Single from the upcoming album Gh sts is here! 
Here's a link for Bandcamp/Soundcloud/Apple/Spotify: https://li.sten.to/sXAsLk7

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What is a legacy? Who will remember us after we've gone? At best, an entire lifetime of achievements would boil down to a name on a street sign.
So what's that say for someone like me? Downtown Chicago isn't likely to be adorned with a "Stock Photo Avenue" anytime soon.

I was riding a Blue Line Train into the city and we were overtaking traffic on 290 when I saw a hearse riding stride for stride with the train when it suddenly started weaving in and out of the surrounding cars and hit open road and flew passed us. Even the dead pass me up.

I guess I better get to work.

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lyrics

REDUCED T R ADNAMES

i'm a mess f a pers n
barely held t gether, all string and lint
and d uble sided tape
picking up every dirt and scratch n the way

br ken b ttles n the gr und
ar und all the little m ments l st
in minutiae. tiny fragments
and m ments past. they passed me up

i th ught we were g nna pass
a hearse n the freeway but
it zigs and weaves thr ugh traffic
s even the dead pass me up

reduced t r adnames
even the best f us can barely survive
s what's that say
what's that say ab ut me?

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credits

released May 5, 2021
Written, Engineered, Produced, and Mixed by Iain Greba
Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Synths by Iain Greba
Drums by Byron Harden
Mastered by Jesse Cannon at Found Soundation Studios
Copyright 2021

02 Reduced T R Adnames

Listen on streaming services/youtube/bandcamp. 
Link: https://li.sten.to/xU8qryI

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