F'd Up

by PHILEEP

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released January 1, 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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PHILEEP New Hampshire

PHILEEP creates his own genre by mixing the styles of folk, indie, and rock together.

His profound lyrics are easily infused into your heart and soul while his rhythm rattles right through bones.

Demons can get the better half of a human, and music is the best option of defense.

His music is meant to express his love and passion for life itself and shed light into his listeners.
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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: A Step for Two
take what you can hold
dont watch it slide through the cracks
can we drag it out this year
and pay off every little debt
gripping onto rapid flow
real life, i suppose
can we drag it out this year
and let the good times start to roll

so take me for what it's worth
no need to think again
save me from the second guesses
sing that back again
rollercoaster
dizzy day glow
oh let me down slow

americans
with city dreams
all slaves to the arts
oh spoiled queens
and gutter kings
leave work dogs in between
the fool is the one
who finds love in golden rings
how lovely these days feel
when gold falls at our feet

so take me for what it's worth
no need to think again
save me from the second guesses
sing that back again
rollercoaster
dizzy day glow
oh let me down slow

two seperate minds
might connect in the airflow
two seperate winds
will collide in the breeze
if all it takes is a start and an ending
then what's it matter
what fell in between?
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