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summer death (anniversary edition)
by Marietta

Lyrics:
today broke my balance worse than before,
my guts are out, they're crawling on the floor.
give them some help, they're tired and poor.

and i can't break what's more than habit, but second nature, it's not my outfit, just how i live.

these hospital rooms knew us better than we knew ourselves.
summer death, some are dead. watching from the bookshelves.

the town faded when the smoke quit movin'.
lonely shapes who needed more than big things.
it's autumn now so please forget me.

let me explode, become minimal and disappear.
it got so pointless looking for family when no one's here.
there's nothing else left to believe, not even my tv screen.
you caught me alone, with tired homes, and withered.
neighbors always getting younger, dying off, waiting for winter.

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All these songs were written by Andrew, Ethan, Ben, and Evan.
"summer death" was originally released on October 21, 2013.

Stevie Sheerin sings on "cinco de mayo shit show."
Eric Muth plays trumpet on "chase, i hardly know ya."
Rory Wolf-Bielwa on washing machine. Ron's House prevails.

Big thank you to all who helped out with group vocals.

Drums and bass recorded by Eric Muth, with help from Drew and Matt, at East Room Recording.
Guitars recorded in the basement of Ron's House.
Vocals recorded in Ron's House, Michael Jordan, The Treehouse, and at Drexel University.

released October 21, 2018

Produced, engineered, and mixed by Eric Muth.
Remastered by Ryan Schwabe.

Artwork by Caitlin Weigel.
Layout by Corey Purvis.

Special thanks to Soft Speak Records, Dog Knights Productions, James Cassar, and anyone that's listened to our band over the years.

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THERE'S NOTHING ELSE LEFT TO BELIEVE, NOT EVEN MY TV SCREEN

defnixx
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Coming back after hearing the recent upload. Appreciate this band a lot

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Fuck, the sadness... hittin' again...

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No dislikes, as all things should be..

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