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California Hearse

by California Hearse

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1.
Welcome Home 02:43
you are rage you are lust you are fear you are mistrust you are all the rotten thoughts i think while bending over the bathroom sink to brush my teeth and i am so unclean with you in me Welcome Home I give you wings I give you beaks I build you nests so you can breed and you can fowl me up and fuck and fight I feel like shit on the inside are you nested, are you rested? fly away i know that you'll come home someday fly away fly away I know that you'll come home some day and when you do your always welcome home
2.
Used to Be 02:50
This used to be your chair I can still see your body imprint there And when theres no one home Except me and a bottle and a guitar (that wont get to far) And I cant sing to where you are so I sing to where you used to be This used to be your beach You are always diving in forever out of reach And when theres no one home Do you wander this house And caress these walls As the echo of life and laughter Loving it all The way we used to be I know where the time goes It's at the bottom of a bottle with memories forgotten Remembering the way we used to be
3.
Best Worst 01:43
used to talk about effecting change now all we do is talk changes come and go and twist the way intentions are a wash used to work for a meaningful gains now all we do is work gains come and go and cover up all the little hurts here it comes were hanging on for dear life fingers tight here it comes were hanging on it's gunna be the fight of your life used to speak with lots of love and care now all we do is speak about all times that came before when did we get so weak? used to walk with you side by side now all we do is walk by each other in the long hallway blackout grey another day here it comes were hanging on for dear life fingers tight here it comes were hanging on it's gunna be the fight of your life I GAVE MY BEST YEARS TO THE WORST THINGS metrics and measures a pound for your pleasure wash away the swallowed pride till nothing good is left inside you are inconsequential so pick up your pencil write and grind the days away till fingertips are blackout grey numbers numbers pack them in the machine feeds on greed and wins corporate measures everything but my dreams are made of finer things
4.
Dissection 03:38
so i get that your dead more inside than me while drugs align all our chemistry and alcohol will numb the cautery let's perform our bedroom surgery let's dissect our broken hearts let's make maps of all our scars This is the corner where your boyfriend left you This is the house where your mother died This is the bedroom where u whispered to me We're not dead inside did they steal your soul rob your pride no more inside to give you got no will to live popping pills just to fucking cope let's digest the bile thats eating up your hope let's dissect our broken hearts let's make maps with all our scars This is the kitchen where your father left you This is the hallway where your brother cried This is the bedroom where we scream together We're not dead inside Inside i've been wondering who's Side am i on when the left Side of my brain pulls the right Side along inside... This is the kitchen where your father left you This is the house where your mother died This is the bedroom you whispered to me We're not dead inside
5.
You said you scared me half to death In truth theres really not much left I didn't have a half to spare Just fragments of a memory The man I was and tried to be Never will and never was there Have to death x3, we're halfway there And i don't care halfway to death Who knows who I thought I'd be by now but I know that it's not me I could never keep track Moments keep on grabbing us but thats ok, just because I'm going to grab those moments back Have to death x3, we're halfway there And i don't care halfway to death The great big sleep it yawns and it calling for you you know it's true The years keep coming stacking up on my back with shoulders slumped Walking in constant defeat Edges grey and rusty parts Senses dulled and ripped up hearts Walking on broken feet have to death...
6.
No Seoul 02:19
on a dark night all the dead ends call to me crawling daylight burns us all eventually a beat up mind vacant with no soul on a dark street all the dead speak constantly into cell phones they drone themselves to sleep a beat up mind vacant with no soul a beat up heart likes to beat back black and blue tethered to unlikely, to care is so unlike me but a beat up heart likes to beat back black and blue a beat up heart keeps all the tears a beat up heart keeps all the fears a beat up heart searches for a truth a beat up heart keeps all the tears a beat up heart keeps all the fears and a beat up heart likes to beat back black and blue

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released December 9, 2018

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California Hearse Los Angeles, California

Arising like a phoenix from the flames of a burning apocalyptic world or an ashtray.
The rhythm section of gentlemen prefer blood carry on with an amazing act of musical ingenuity that is basically pop punk. About depression and death. And surfing.

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