Vocals: Chris Hampton, Keegan Perkins, Aisha Carpenter
Guitar: Chris Hampton, Michael Larson
Bass: Leo Campbell-Klein
Drums: Brendan Kearny
Production: Brendan Kearny, Chris Hampton
Engineered/Edited By: Brendan Kearny

Intergalactic Sentimental

Vocals: Chris Hampton
Guitar: Chris Hampton
Bass: Leo Campbell-Klein
Drums: Brendan Kearny
Production: Brendan Kearny and Chris Hampton
Mixing: Brendan Kearny


Lyrics:
death to despair 
affluent glare 
you know you got it right 
you will sleep tonight 

crying in a two story house 
dying in the way that I choose 
why can't I stop stress eating 
kill myself on a disney cruise 

no sympathy 
I'm enraged by cracks in the street 
I'm eating for three 
it's not enough for me 

crying in a two story house 
dying in the way that I choose 
why can't I stop stress eating 
kill myself on a disney cruise (x2)

Stress Eating

Lyrics: Keegan Perkins
Bass: Leo Campbell-Klein
Production: Chris Hampton and Brendan Kearny
Engineering/Mixing: Brendan Kearny

Lyrics:
I told her mini titties pretty but she barely feeling ample/told her if she got the implants just a bigger handful/uh, I thought that was humorous/baby you're the one it's just the thot bank is numerous/asking who my jeweler is, Ruby want a ruby/Diamond want a diamond, and Violet still want boobies/but I got you on a bracelet girl, package on the way/talked to Juan at US Postal told him andale/and that if I don't get that silver bangle you gon getcha liver mangled/I'ma hit you so hard that you see your life from different angle/been through tears and admit, just be lovin’ tough/been two years and my dick just be rubbin’ off/cuz when I’m sick of jack like Monterey/Bae, I buy you necklaces and lingerie, ay/she said tell me compliments but not what's sexy/she charged me with incompetence, went off and left me

(Chorus)
Omnipotent, omnipresent, we deal with it on depressants/and honest I'm dropping lessons, shine light like I’m phosphorescent/in essence I'm cross-undressing, I’m taking off women’s clothing/and most these boys is stressin, see difference when nipple’s showing nah nah/ain't tryna freak ya, ain't tryna bone/they try and teach ya, the Siren’s song

And we try to hold you down but you come up for air/try and keep us out and we still cum in your hair/a common error, first instinct is to bother you/and act just like you’re missing when we know you’re with another dude/we want more texts, wanna do lunch/want you to love sex but, not too much/a few dudes are hatin', the rest will molest/but both are escalating when you're under duress/Reject you once but change her mind if you just stay persistent?/Man that mentality’s not far from dudes that rapin’ sisters/we perpetuate the motion when they forced to pick a seed/that's only looking for a son to grow a bigot tree/cast a shadow big enough we both get shady under/get caught and do like Kobe buy a ring and change my number/still a man's world, but women's power’s been using men/to a point of abuse, mastered the use of seducing them/so we switch it up, thinkin' we keep em in their heels/then taken aback when they're creepin’ for dollar bills/want you to look a certain way we will not subsidize/but changin' tune when thunder thighs runs off with other guys

(Chorus)

And there's girls to do the dishes, girls to do the laundry/girls that act like bitches, girls that look like mommy/I’m blowing dankly and man frankly it just turns em off/she saying get up off your rappin' ass and get a job!/A slut if you fuck, a prude if you won’t/it's easy to suck, and rude if you don't/We laying with them just to rip them of their dignity/and playin’ victim when we’re tricked by their affinity/and this is sick, think it's afflicting femininity/unless we quit it tryna hit it til infinity/and this is way more than an hourly wage/but we’re supporting their dependence til the salary raised/Think payin’ is pain but we don’t know the sufferin’/You make your own decision twice we actin’ like you owe us something/Seven out of ten of them will experience poverty/we need them twice as much therefore we treat them all like property/we beat the nicest up and I can’t even count how often we in linen with different women and askin' for monogamy/I would feed you the finest wheat and honey from rock/so go to sleep little baby, til the sugar don't stop/because for women sex is chemistry for men its biology/leveraging etymologies, we give empty apologies/Hope you feel the analogy and the palpable image/Sirens aren't mythology they're just powerful women

(Chorus)

Sirens

LYRICS:
I need some thicker glasses so I can sing like will Toledo, my life is nothing but girl problems and platitudes in that order 

I never fuckin' thought about it, until they said it wasn't cool, I think I need a thicker sweater, I think I need some better tools 

Last night I bought a ukulele, smashed it on my fucking head, 
Let's all pretend to have fun now,
 Cause native culture is dead 

I think I need a thicker sweater, just so I can relate man 

I might pretend to know the issues, write them into a song, 
I'll turn my amps a little louder, if you say I'm wrong 

I think I need a thinker sweater, just so I can relate 
Aaaaaaa


-CREDITS:
Lyrics/Vocals: Chris Hampton (recorded at Shoreline CC)
Rant: Keegan Perkins (recorded at Shoreline CC)
Guitar: Chris Hampton (recorded at Shoreline CC)
Bass: Chris Hampton (recorded at Shoreline CC)
Drums/Percussion: Brendan Kearny (recorded in Chris’s living room)
Mixing/Production: Brendan Kearny, Chris Hampton, Keegan Perkins
Mastered by Steve Turnidge at UltraViolet Studios

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