Prada

I’ll leave my door unlocked and slightly open
By Thursday they’ll take what they want
And I’ll keep what I need

I found one here 6’ 3” with dark hair
I think I’m on something I’ll kill him
Hang up rewind

Temperature problems alcohol solves them
Fist full of habits you were my favorite
This is how I do things I’ll call him back in the morning
I’ve got laundry and it never wants to do itself 
Chocolate milk in a wine class because I know what’s important
Towels tri-folded yeah I know what’s important

I found one here 6’ 3” with dark brown hair
I think I’m on something I’ll kill him
I’m hanging up now

Hey I think I found one here 6’ 3” with dark brown hair
He likes to think that he doesn’t care
But he’s fed up and tired and tied up and tied down
Hey I think I’m on something two weeks to become something
I wanna kill who let me get this way
Hang up let’s rewind I’m trying I’m trying



Written, performed, tracked, produced, mixed, and mastered by Everett Schuster and Wesley Tait

Prada

Written, performed, tracked, produced, mixed, and mastered by Everett Schuster and Wesley Tait

Bartending School

Honest

I know this place I think I’ve been here before
I’ve seen this side of your door a thousand times in my face
And now it burns the cold gets under my skin
But it isn’t the wind it’s the way you say my name
I can tell you don’t practice

This is not difficult I just do what I know
Shoes off on the roof white T’s scream honesty and
Eyes closed with sticky fingers 
You love your 27’s I’m in love with my rearview mirror

I know what I like best 
In a bed undressed with heels on the side table
Lip stick on the case the only room with the lights on 
A flashing alarm clock states to me that I should leave
I think this city hates me back and I don’t give a single fuck
On the foot of my bed is the only place I ever loved
And that’s ok

This is not that difficult I just do what I know
Shoes off on the roof white T’s scream honesty and
Eyes closed with sticky fingers 
You love your 27’s I’m in love with my rearview mirror

A phone call my line snapped a heart attack wearing skinny jeans
I think too much she told me not to wait until we’re 30 
That’s too long to wait yeah I never was patient 



Written, performed, tracked, produced, mixed, and mastered by Everett Schuster and Wesley Tait

Honest

Pretend

You Stained your teeth when you bit me
Now they’re pink you’ll never smile again

Can’t even live with yourself your home is your back door
That you rush out any where but here
Because you like it by yourself in your room with a closed door
That you’ll run out yeah it works every time

I’ve got two things they are breathing and watching your mouth move
And if I asked you to meet me between our two states 
I can guess what you’d say: “This isn’t easy for me and it never will be”
You’ve got some big big plans in a much cooler city 
And I guess that’s fine

Can’t even live with yourself your home is your back door
That you rush out any where but here
Because you like it by yourself in your room with a closed door
That you’ll run out

And I’ll cover my ears I don’t want to hear this
Don’t say that I need it this way you don’t know what I want
A little black and a little blue a little me a little less you
Yeah hey I’m still working on the latter 
But I hear she has a gun I think she has a gun
I know she’s got a gun

I’ll make your coffee the way you like it
When you get too drunk yeah I’ll clean you up
I’ll wait for you while you take your sweet sweet time and
I’ll turn your lights off when you ask me to
I’ll lie to you when you want me to
I’ll pretend that this isn’t fucking bullshit



Written, performed, tracked, produced, mixed, and mastered by Everett Schuster and Wesley Tait

Pretend

What even is Emo?

Everett Schuster
Wesley Tait

Managed by Matt Martinez
Special thanks to Dylan McLean (paid in oreos)

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