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Problems EP

by BILLY DREAMER

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1.
Problems 02:50
She says shake me just like an autumn tree. You can put me in a pile and burn me. But you'll just set me free. Brains taste much better when they're served for breakfast. By the end of the day, they're just expired meat. Gaze upon the suffering of the morning paper. Drink your cup of coffee and go right back to sleep. You dream about walking down a road. Singing a jaded jingle but you're spitting out your soul. You got no problems, when I'm not around. She says love me, but not because I'm beautiful. You can try to speak your mind, without being an asshole. Truth tastes much better when it's served with milk. While salt and pepper escalators suffer from poor health. There's living rooms out there that haven't been lived in in years. That feel emptier than I do, and they don't even have feelings. You can do it again and again. But one of these days you're going to have to quit.
2.
I made my mind up. You're going home. Back to the Serengeti, cuz baby you's a cheetah I made my mind up. I'm going alone. Back to the jungle, cuz I'm a lying to myself. Ooh, my brain kinda tickles. Leave my brains alone. I made my mind up. You gotta go. You're not on trial, but baby you's aquitted. I packed your things up. This shit's full grown. It's time to leave my home. If you keep lookin' over your shoulder. Then somebody's gonna be there. Giving you a tap tap until you turn around.
3.
Onion 02:58
Outside waiting for me. Are some things I don't wanna see. So I close my eyes, wait til' it dies off. Inside wrapped around me. Are some thoughts I dont wanna conceive. So I hold my breath, grant myself death. Walking around is not walking away. Everyone has something to say. From your tragedy. Lie to you once, then I tell you truth. Everyone has something to prove. From your tragedy. Downstairs waiting for me. Is a basement where I'll spend eternity. These pills in my stomach, they make me so sleepy. Upstairs waiting for me. Is a life that I chose to leave. My soul remains as they remove my body. You got something to say? Well fucking say it.
4.
She's got ideas, but she don't need pen or paper. She's gets her head up in the clouds like skyscrapers. Now she's breaking hearts, and turning crushes into dust. She's a femme fatale, a pleasure seeker if you must. She finds excitment in her boring town. She says give it a try, it's called sleeping around. He's eating dinner, but he don't got reservations He gets his love on a first come, first served basis. Now he's breaking hearts and turning crushes into dust. He's a male fatale, a pleasure seeker if you must. He's finds excitement in his boring town. He says give it a try, its called sleeping around. They got ideas, but they dont need pen or paper. They get their head up in the clouds like skyscrapers. Now they're breaking hearts, and turning crushes into dust. They are fuck fatales, pleasure seekers if you must. They find excitement in their boring towns. They say give it a try, it's called sleeping around.

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Recorded by Joshua Varichak
at His Sister's House
Watertown, WI

Joshua Varichak - Vocals, Guitar
Joel Szabrowicz - Bass, Vocals
Paul DeRaimondo - Drums, Vocals
Dana Ellis - Backing Vocals (track 3)

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released September 29, 2013

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