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released February 13, 2013

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Track Name: Legacy Member
they taught you love
you discovered hate
draw the cross on your chest
fill the bag and go

they don't make it cool
they don't make it fun
you just get through the day
fill the bag and go

when the mystery was there
it felt like this might be some kind of test
but thirst will make you weak
you need the blood. there are no easy answers

the flesh is weak
the blade is dull
when the mind is tired
where reason fails

when the mystery was there
it felt like this might be some kind of test
but thirst will make you weak
you need the blood
they need to bleed
the definition in the face
millions of colors on the screen
a lace and diamonds breakfast
there are no easy answers

this is our policy and we can't
make an exception just for you
the truth
the lie
the end
kill the tape and run it backwards
this is the place to be and you can't
get in without the password
avenge
my death
my first born son
i love the taste but i don't like biting down

"he kissed the cold shoulder and turned the page"

LYRICS BY LEVI JACOB BAILEY
Track Name: Testament
AND I WILL LEAVE A LIGHT ON
SO YOU WILL KNOW I'M HOME
SO YOU WILL KNOW I'M WAITING
WAITING ALONE FOR YOU
TO WRAP YOURSELF AROUND ME
WRAP MY ARMS AROUND YOU
WRAP YOUR HAIR AROUND MY THROAT
AND CHOKE ME 'TIL I TURN BLUE
OUR LOVE IS A BURNING STAR
DYING TO BE SEEN
OUR LOVE IS AS PERFECT AS THE FLESH FOUND IN
THE PAGES OF A BEAUTY MAGAZINE
('TIL DEATH)

LET THE OTHERS STARE AND JUDGE
AND PUSH THEIR FINGERS DOWN OUR THROATS
LET THEM LEAVE US IN THE COLD
A CHANCE TO USE OUR WINTER COATS
NO ONE EVER SAID THAT LOVE WAS EASY
OR EASY ON THE EYES
THEY SAY OUR HEARTS ARE JUST TOO BIG
THEY WANT TO CUT THEM. CUT THEM DOWN TO SIZE

IF WE DRINK A GLASS OF POISON
IF WE GET A COUPLE GUNS
IF WE PULL OUR CAR INTO THE GARAGE
AND SLEEP WHILE IT RUNS
IF WE OPEN UP OUR WRISTS
AND LET THE WOUNDS RUN DRY
IF WE CAN LET GO OF THIS FILTHY WORLD
AND DIE. DIE. DIE.
WE COULD BE ALONE FOREVER
AND PITY ALL THE ONES WHO STAY
WE COULD BE PART OF THE NEVER
THEY'RE GONNA FIND US IN HERE ONE DAY
('TIL DEATH)

Lyrics By Levi Jacob Bailey
Track Name: BOGO
BOGO
I want to carve a hole
in the ceiling of my room
a little hiding place for you
They say that when you die
you grow a wing or two
I'll believe in that for you

Every night is brittle bones
and scrambled voices on the phone
and laughter when you're all alone
and sounds upstairs when no one's home
I'd like to think that everyone
has someone special made for them
a place to land. a bit of sun.
But if that's true, then why the guns?

Everyone who's passed
waiting there for you
I hope we'll be there soon
Cheaters will wake up
on some foreign distant moon
You can't trick your way through

I need you to make friends
who will be there for you
when I've finally pushed through
you'll need a strong heart
you'll need a strong mind
to tell you what to do

Every night is plastic sheets
and broken blisters on my feet
and angry shouting from the streets
and homicide. and rotting meat.
I'd like to make you see my side
force you out of your sick pride
but i've got no hope left, sweet bride
that part of me has died

Take me, my sweet Lord, into your arms
away from their temples and body farms
You are the brightest light. You are my king.
To you I surrender everything. Everything.

LYRICS BY LEVI JACOB BAILEY
Track Name: Penetrator
SHE COULDN’T GET INTO THE PARTY
SO SHE SET FIRES IN THE BASEMENT
IT’S NOT A TYPICAL REACTION
SO WE DON’T WORRY WHERE HER FACE WENT

I’M SURE SHE MADE HER PARENTS HAPPY
WHEN SHE BROUGHT HOME ALL THOSE GOOD GRADES
WHEN SHE STAYED HOME ON THE WEEKENDS
AND LET HER MOTHER PRACTICE FRENCH BRAIDS

SHE MET HER AT A BABY SHOWER
SAID SHE WAS SAVING FOR A FACELIFT
SHE TOOK A PICTURE WITH HER CELLPHONE
OF HER LIPS AROUND HER GEARSHIFT

AND NO THE RAZORS WON’T BE PATIENT
HALF THE DELIGHT IS DESPERATION
THE OTHER HALF IS IN THE BLOODSTAINS
INDICATIVE OF MENSTRUATION

YOU WERE PROUD OF ME
BUT THAT WAS THEN
YOU’LL NEVER SPEAK HIGHLY
OF ME AGAIN
OH NO, IT’S NOT LIKE THAT
IT’S PRETTIER
YOU’RE JUST TRYING TO MAKE ME STRONG

DID YOU ADJUST FOR DAYLIGHT SAVINGS?
THIS SAYS WE ONLY HAVE AN HOUR
I HAVEN’T EVEN GOTTEN WET YET
FUCK THEM FOR CUTTING OFF MY POWER

AND YES, I STILL GET THOSE CRAVINGS
BUT I DEAL BETTER THAN I USED TO
I KEEP MY HEAD UP WHEN I’M SHOPPING
AND FIND LESS GLASS TO PUT MY FIST THROUGH

I THINK I WANT TO HAVE A BABY
I WANT SOMETHING TO TAKE CARE OF
I WANT SOMETHING TO LOVE ME
AFTER I TEACH IT ALL ABOUT LOVE

Lyrics By Levi Jacob Bailey
Track Name: Out
an invitation for my mother
and for the man that was my dad
one for my ex-rock coolest uncle
and one for each of my fucked aunts
one for the uncle who saw action
in vietnam and never speaks
one for the uncle who just sits and stares
one for the jedi knight who leaves

there were times when i felt safer
in my grandma's loving arms
out fighting monsters in the willows
victory dances in the yard

but

tonight i send a ghost in

one for my wife who stands beside me
one for my friend who wants to die
one for my friends reduced to voices
one for my friends who live their lives

goodbye
Track Name: More
I’M VIOLENT, I WANT IT
I NEED A NEW WALLET
WE NEED A NEW PRISON
I’M READY TO GO

THE PAIN ISN’T POISON
SHE GOES WHERE HE WANTS HER
HE STOPS WHERE IT’S SOFTEST
JUST KISS IT AND BLOW

A GUN FOR THE PROBLEMS
THE BULLETS WILL SOLVE THEM
MY GUTS DO THEIR GRINDING
SO I’M CHEWING THESE TUMS

A GOD AND A FLOWER
UNLIMITED POWER
UNLIMITED PROCESS
JUST FLAPPING OUR GUMS

I’M NOT QUITE A BELIEVER
I CANNOT SHAKE MY DOUBT
I KNOW YOU’RE NOT EITHER
SO WE CAN HANG OUT
YOU’RE PRETTY LIKE THEY PROMISED
YOU’RE JUST LIKE THEY SAID
I’M NOTHING LIKE MY PICTURES
I AM EMPTY. I AM DEAD.

A VICTIM IS WAITING
A HOOK THAT NEEDS BAITING
REVIEWS THAT NEED RATINGS
WE’RE ALL FUCKING GHOSTS

A SHOCKING DISASTER
AND JUST MOMENTS AFTER
AN AMBUSH OF NOTHING
A CHORUS OF BOASTS

ALL DREARY AND DRAGGING
HEADS DOWN, SHOULDERS SAGGING
NO HANDKERCHIEFS FLAGGING
NO FIRES TO SEE

NO WINNINGS TO COUNT
NO HORSES TO MOUNT
JUST BAGS AND BOXES
JUST YOU AND ME

ALL THIS NONSENSE
NOW AND THEN
WHAT A LIFE THIS
COULD HAVE BEEN
DAMAGE TO DAMAGE
HUNT TO HUNT
TRAUMA TO TRAUMA
KILL THIS CUNT
Track Name: General Williams
eventually the promise of sleep is realized
dreams are crushed to dust in the morning sun
logic is indefinitely suspended to support your god
the marriage is over
my throat and wrists and empty stomach
suggest failure on a constant basis
calendars and clocks and seasons mock
this pathetic and painful stasis
i don't blame you. there's nothing to see
towel off the afterbirth with luxury

dreams don't come here except to die
we've all been left here we aren't told why
some still smile and worship skin
and gleefully ignore the trap we're all placed in

art is another symptom noise and clutter, defecation
reward it and you're rewarding obsessive masturbation
end the mental growth slit every creative's throat
take away the distractions and step off the boat
stop talking, no one's listening read the books and take the pills
manufacture purpose for the bone-carving sand
for the hole in the chest for the empty thrills
Track Name: Rattle
this place is a corpse i have no interest in you all have nothing to say you all have nothing to do but you still want to live still so afraid to let go your weak excuses and lies you make me want to stay home i don't need a reason to kill you i need a reason not to i don't need a reason to kill myself i need a reason not to throw another breeder on the fire
Track Name: Phoenix
is there any love inside of you
the kind that makes life fun. the truth.
can you spare a shred of decency
can you push back and show a bit of spine

your death would mean so little to me right now
it's sick the way we hold each other still
my death would mean so little to your right now
who will have the last laugh
Track Name: Basic Bitch
it wasn't nice but it was true
he didn't look right with you
and we've all got better things to do
than entertain your foolish whims

you wanted soft we gave you hard
a bit to take home to your god
we'll bring you flowers and a card
and then feast upon your rotting flesh

i've got a window to push you through
feel the wind in your hair don't close your eyes
let the glass shards kiss you goodbye
you're a pretty good fuck but you've run out of luck