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Water Works

by Lodgings

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1.
It Fell Away 04:18
I once had a virtue Strung it on a limb to see you But then the branch gave away Had eyes to see you Arms and hands so glad to meet you Then they got mangled in the fold I had an illusion strong as any minor suitor It fell away, It fell away Made up a suture, banking on a better future It fell away, It fell away Eyes so tired as the embers left to die Time to sleep nothing is good in times like these I'm so tired I don't even know my name or sign My own eyes couldn't see any place or time We're so weird haven't we any love to give? Fall in line, Haven't we learned our place in time? I had an illusion strong as any minor suitor It fell away, It fell away Made up a suture, banking on a better future It Fell away, It fell away
2.
Emu 02:44
You carry all your weight in your head, it's hard to swallow You've honed your knack for fear and sorrow, and righteous anger You wrote it down, like a clown begging for attention You liked it better when it rained phony acclaims And it's your right now, honored and distinct We're bored to death now Watching as you sink I placed a bet on that you'd never make it a day You're far to sickly to employ your naked brain Fried all the time And it's your right now, trying not to think We're bored to death now, watching as you sink And it's your right now, trying not to think You are a wretch now, thriving as you sink
3.
Last Time 03:40
Last time I ran away The farm was nearly bought Confined memories were fighting for a plot They tied it on with unpunctual dignity They tried to find an enemy Flood lights, candle light They never shone a thing Persistent garbage piled as high as eyes could see Unbalanced energies just taking vacant seats demanding audience to witness their defeat Not quite discreet Burnt the village in retreat Then pummel our insides out again for awhile They tied it on so hard last night Last night I ran away I surely, nearly died Woke up undermined and aching to rewind Tried to belittle you, but barely had a case Instead of climbing out, I branded my disgrace
4.
Pantomime 03:25
Much to say on all your lies Mustn't pay no mind Any time you draw a line It's demeter's mimed So why do I even try? Why do I even try to meet you here? In your soiled bed of empty pantomime A waste of time Might as well just leave you be With your bared, red teeth There ain't nothing I can say That would take your mind off guard again To see it from bird's eye Why do I even try to entertain you And all your silly lies you tell yourself It makes no sense
5.
Cold Moon 04:32
With tire-iron grace We resolve to yield and erase As nimble as we are We never, ever stray off too far Maybe it's because Our armor turned to rust long ago A catalog of waste Assembled in the poorest of taste Fall eyes waiting for solitude In a blanket wrapped around a sheet of ice Cold moon's begging for fortitude With a wager that our pride will come alive We're char-coaling away Sketching out a plan for escape It's lines are very crude A blurry attitude to embrace Another round is done Another one is shunned and depraved Another endless drought Our seeds will never learn how to sprout Fall eyes waiting for solitude In a blanket wrapped around a sheet of ice Cold moon's begging for fortitude With a wager that our pride will come alive
6.
Heathens 04:59
When you feel all alone Can't bother with love aching your bones Find solace in these distracting diseases Lead them to reason Turn off the seasons Blank stares and lost pairs Are grieving the sign of our lord It's all about how you look Serene or a crook Languid or shamed Though some might mistake Your poisonous face for grace Lead them, the heathens Turn off the seasons Arbitrate your ankle weights And lead them unto the water
7.
Knot a target More or less a symbol of your recklessness manifested Bait the wicked Lead them to the soiled land where they can eat their children a la carte them And though there once were deep blue skies Those would burn their greedy eyes No more pleasantries, their gonna make your mothers cry Automatic mutilation of our commonalities Spread as thin can be And we're all hypnotized Mesmerized by alibis Telling us that we all deserve a prize That we're deserving of a treat And now it's time It's time for us to feed Consume all that we can eat Every morsel And we'll all become a dying breed One at a time One at a time we all will fall into the sea of acidity One at a time we can deconstruct the beds on which we lay And slink a little lower One at a time, we can just shovel 'em into the fire Until there's nothing left to eat Horrible sights become normal right before our eyes We're stoking up our appetites One at a time
8.
One side is vying for attention One side is hiding in the dirt Benign is all our efforts forward Leading a fairy tale Sometimes We throw away the sadists Sometimes we're feeding on the poor Sometimes we even really mean it Most times it's fairy tales Watch the flying fingers Lashing out of time Assholes will get lauded The rest of us decline Maybe there's reason to believe 'em Maybe their senses are divine But something distorted in their mirror Makes 'em seem asinine No, we're sure not floating Nothing's changed a dime Assholes still get lauded Wasting all our time I know you're assuring Making up lost time Tightening up those britches Bracing for decline I know that you're hurried Making up lost time Tightening up those britches Bracing for decline

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released May 3, 2019

Bryce Hotz-Guitar and Vocals
Stephen Micek-Guitar
Michael Laughlin-Bass
Eric Ernst-Drums
Megan Siebe-Strings

Recorded & Mixed by Steve Albini at Electrical Audio

Mastered by Doug Van Sloun at Focus Mastering

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