F'd Up

by PHILEEP

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released 01 January 2012
Jt Trull- Saxophone, Backing Vocals
John Roukas- Guitar
Joe Roukas- Bass
Nathan Watt- Backing Vocals
Brian Murphy- Mandola
Phillip Gerekos- Guitars, Bass, Drums, Vocals
Produced by Mike Clark
Art by Ali Tomer

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Track Name: Get Away
i ain't articulate
i've got two sides
i hate to say that this will all go by
so keep your pictures
and your carpet stains
now listen closely to the quiet rain
i drove my car
down to the city lights
i left the scene
i freed up my time
i met the folks i thought i needed to
but i always seem to roll right back to you
to get away
yeah, to get away
to get away
to get away
you never see the beauty
of the hills in your face
till you park your car
and make a home of the place
it always gets old
when you're waiting around
till you're driving away
looking back on the town
i listened to the demons
and i followed their steps
i told myself to hurry get it off of my face
i traded all my teeth in exchange for a hit
i had a bone to pick
so i just blamed it on the gun
i got away
yeah, i got away
i got away
i got away
Track Name: Crickets vs. Crabs
brothers in the sand
where have ya gone?
can you dig your way out
and prove them wrong?
oh brothers in the sand
where have ya been?
can you turn it around
and prove us all wrong

would you do it again?
if you got the chance?
would you let them see what you're made of?

and now you look to me
like i know what's best
i feel your pain
because we bleed the same
i thought it was bad
until it hit you worse
but if you live for me
then i will heal for you
we'll stay up through the night
walk down to the ocean
hold tight to what you got
while it's yours
Track Name: Empty Heads Collecting Dirt
back up a couple weeks
when the day almost made sense
then look back a day ago
and tell me what went wrong
it's empty heads collecting dirt
show me the troubled spot
when the path got awful cold
the sorrow and bitterness
it all began to bang
to the tune of
empty heads collecting dirt
we're all doing time
we're doing work
shed that skin
then climb back inside
now take a look
what do you see?
it's not the best
for you or me
how does that story go
the one where you got away
you found an easy fill
up high you plan to stay
you're an empty head collecting dirt
you're doing time, you're doing work
full sail, you push along
no signs of stopping now
whose in it for the long haul
whose boat gets left behind
you're all sinking ships
on down the line
we're all killing time
and that's how it goes
so shed that skin
then climb back inside
now take a look
what do you see
it's not the best for you or me
Track Name: Cold Fight
it is a cold fight
buried under footsteps
it is a cold fight
buried underground

it is a cold world
living by your lonesome
it is a cold world
living on your own

my hands are weak now
from balancing the difference
my hands are weak now
from taking on the load

my legs are sore now
from holding onto nothing
my legs are sore now
from walking underground