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Where I'm at is Fine and I Don't Need to Get Out of This Town

by The Foxsmiths

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1.
Eden 01:58
She put the bone in the socket Had a twenty in my pocket I reached into tomorrow Sat on my sorrow. (She was heavy) I think I left a bad impression The taste of depression I walked down south main It smelled like it had rained. (But it hadn’t rained) And Grecian architecture is much too symmetrical for my taste. Breakdown Eden, I’m not even leaving.
2.
Crank out authenticity Breakdown constantly Languish in the relics of artifactual nostalgia. Stand up straight, your postures broken Smile more, please quit smoking If habits predict behavior you’re on the fast track to know where. Conditioning should follow Learn to swallow What you hate and everything will taste great. Hold up, I’m tired. “You’re fine”. What did I do prior? “Sentient thought is just not needed.” I don’t like this. “Trying crying” I can’t. “Try writing” It’s derivative. “You’ve got no one but yourself to blame for this”
3.
Undefined 03:42
Working on myself, I need help. And when the voices sweep right through, they’re so rude. I took the pill now I’m happy, I’m smiling. Deconstruction sleeps in me, I’m breaking. I’m used to it by now And its romanticized somehow I’m used it by now And its romanticized It’s undefined It can’t be vocalized You spend your time Fighting your insides I’m used to it by now And its romanticized somehow I’m used it by now And its romanticized
4.
One minute you’re fine, the next you fall down the stairs. And when you come back to you know you’re not prepared To look at Death’s face, understand what’s important and hold. And my dad was angry I don’t blame him at all. Cause when you expect nothing you are bound to fall Into the depth of a local açai smoothie bar. And I relapsed quickly, I realized my trend. When you give the bare minimum you’ll try to defend Lazy embodied in expression. Think about the word sacred, is anything sacred to you? I find passion striking less and I rarely move From the corner of my window I blink and touch my face.
5.
Horizontal thinking, weeks repeating. I fell into cycles of myself. Who needs friends? I’ll fall in love with a shelf Of old books that have much more to say than I. But they’re worthless, I’m wordless to them. Verbal contracts broken, messages opened. It says you read them, why won’t you respond? I mean I… Do you love all the things that you love? I mean of course, wait… why do you ask? Face the fact that you’re not a good person. I’ll face the fact that I’m not a good person
6.
Breaking, hurting, worthless sermon, Summer of Norfolk you were on my mind. Work and write and work and write and work and write And spit out something you can sell. This song it was not made for you, you weren’t supposed to hear it Now I have to sing it for you. I’ve been chewing at my pen too much It just scratched me, I think it looks like shrapnel. I should be happy, I should be happy So hurry, please worry You are running out of time and there is nothing you can do about it I don’t want to die, I don’t want anyone to die anymore. I don’t want anyone to die anymore. I went outside today, it was beautiful. I took a look around and I came back inside. And I don’t think politics are changing, I just think people are getting sadder. And when I think about the world in fifty years Yeah I think I get excited. Cause that still implies there will be a world in fifty years And we’ll still be here to enjoy it.
7.
Damage to the internal hull This cabin pressure won't last long Outside sources will make this body crack And this cheap coffee tastes like shit But I need something, I need it To get the taste of indifference off my tongue And the disappointment was your eyes You were longing for something I could not provide She wanted romance And all I gave her were headaches and cramps And I can't seem to make myself care That I'm losing you I'm losing air I'm sweaty and sad I guess I'll take another shower or bath But I'll leave here and think small again This never was, this never went The way I planned in my sleep She exhaled and the world hid a gulp We're still and barely breathing credits

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All songs written by Drew Cowen except Undefined, written by Zach Norton.

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released June 3, 2016

Ryan Hartline: Rhythm Guitar, Backup Vocals
Drew Cowen: Bass, Lead Vocals
Will Andrulot: Drums
Zach Norton: Lead Guitar, Producer

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The Foxsmiths Suffolk, Virginia

The Foxsmiths play fast a loose w/ genres. Here's a brief summary: pop punk —> emo —> polka revival (next year, we will be disco).

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