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Take A Stand

pop punk/rock

co produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by @a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

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Now You Know

So Good

How Can I Be

Lyrics:

Forgive me for what I've done,
Just sing me the lullaby.
Those torn wings won't make you fly,
But please, just believe this time.

Lost past hides the light from me,
Still trapped in regret and dark...
Intentions of restless mind,
To make up what could've been...

A lifetime of guilt within,
Pulled under the soothing lie,
Anemic and anchored with
Cold halo you left behind.

So vulnerable...

Daylight tones the dust
From the unsettling hunt for peace,
Chained down to past.
Chimera's voices' lied!
I'm so lost and vulnerable...

Lost


Chronic Condition is a punkish indie rocker with an irresistible beat and hook. Its about how the human experience the progress and setbacks, trials and tribulations, advances and declines of individuals and societies is like a feedback loop through time. The names and settings change, but the story always turns out the same. Its a chronic condition, just the latest rendition. Featuring a guest appearance by Elvis. 

Its a chronic condition
Just the latest edition 
Coming to fruition

We stand up and we get knocked down
And we stand up then we fall back down
Put it in a glass and swirl it around
And everything is turned upside down

I’m not depressed
I’m just realistic
I must confess
I thought about it and I worked it all out
I think I know what I’m talking about
The thing that fucks with your mind the most is… life

Yeah its life that really fucks with your head yeah!

I’m not broken
Just slightly damaged
And in spite of it
I somehow manage
To get by in this messed up, broke down world
The more I see the less I believe
The more I hear the less I care
The less I care the better I feel
Yeah that’s on the real yo
Yeah that’s on the real yo 

Maybe I’m jaded
And slightly cynical
But the evidence is empirical
We’re riding round in circles on a broken machine
I thought about it and I worked it all out
I think I know what I’m talking about
The thing that fucks with your mind the most is…  life 

I’m just nodding my head
Pretending to listen 
To what you say
Its the same old story and I’ve heard it before
And every time its always a bore
You change the settings and you change the names
But it always turns out the same
Its a random ass world
Full of random ass boys and girls
Living our random ass lives
We stand up we get knocked down
We stand up then we fall back down
Put it in a glass and drink it down
Cuz the world is upside down

Its upside-down yeah!

Humanity is overrated
And the world we made is oversaturated
With our stupid fucked up useless shit
The more we have 
The more we want
We can’t get enough of it
The more we have 
The more we want
Yeah ain’t that some shit

Its a chronic condition
Just the latest rendition

Chronic Condition - Defiantbutterfly

Rolling

Iluminación Súbita

Iluminación Súbita (feat. Marina Vázquez)

Lyrics:
Baptised in the ocean
Over what little's left

I thought it was a traitor
God said it so it must be true
I thought that every doubt I ever had
Was intrusive but you heard it too
Born and raised into conspiracy
Bohemian Grove, blood on my hands
Father told me to bow to my newborn brother
My dedication knew no bounds

Combat myth, heaven lost
Combat myth, heaven lost
Paradise sacrificed for faith too strong
Combat myth, heaven lost
Combat myth, heaven lost
Paradise sacrificed for faith too strong

Open door to the combat myth
Back in the stomping ground
So day (ahh) in the river
Somehow (ahh) set free

The world drowned
But you stood in its ashes
Ankled soaked,
While our heads underwater
I pulled every single on up
And the praised me
I told them to thank god
They said "but you did it"
I fought the moon to bring it back into orbit
I spoke to the spirits of the races that passed
They told me they evolved to survive this torture
God wouldn't choose me so I forced him to

Combat myth, heaven lost
Combat myth, heaven lost
Paradise sacrificed for faith too strong
Combat myth, heaven lost
Combat myth, heaven lost
Paradise sacrificed for faith too strong

Open door to the combat myth
Back in the stomping ground
So day (ahh) in the river
Somehow (ahh) set free

Baptised in the ocean
Over what little's left
I've seen a vision
Of a cataclysm
A destruction
Of the end
Baptised in the ocean
Over what little's left
In the city
I was a sinner
But I swear
I won't deliver

Open door to the combat myth
Back in the stomping ground
So day (ahh) in the river
Somehow (ahh) set free

Open door to the combat myth
Back in the stomping ground
So day (ahh) in the river
Somehow (ahh) set free

GRUNDY

Jerred Seveyka and Bret Tobalske
Celebrating the wedding of Dona and Gary.

Take A Stand

The Dissidents MTL