bad at fun

by Bow & Spear

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1.
Creeps 04:00
You better make your escape from this creep dread They wailed and wept for their unburied dead Smother in the compassion you intend We do for you what you should do yourself The magic word was always just “yes” But what you get, you couldn’t ever guess The impersonal motions of earth and flesh Regress towards death, end regressing It seems that I’ve been set on fire Immolated to my surprise Tinder thin and saccharine and when it when it went, it went up bright (and then another) Pray first for rain of course, although I (keep it for each other) Like it when you keep me dry (maybe there’s a summer) Fall in and fall outside, you get it (maybe when we’re a summer) As much as you decry (maybe when I-) Maybe when I see you, all will be right Forgiven and made up to fade out of sight Sun washed and smiling, you look back and sigh Grateful I knew you, in spite our goodbyes And I’ll survive my unlived lives Where on the bathroom floor as you cried Heaved sobs and wondered why, why, why We didn’t even ask You keep me falling inside you and I’ll never survive to, and I’ll never survive to get into, get into it
2.
Cool Vibes 04:47
Something new to do without All is fair in turnabout If one thing, I mean it true If you don’t care, I’ll stick with you. Hey, hard fought easy escapes Well I don’t count on them anyway But I’m beleaguered though, beleaguered by how I Couldn’t settle, cause I would settle in it Hey, something I need to say- Never too near to not just replace But I’m beleaguered though, beleaguered by how I I’m enough as much as you are not Vacuous chatter, abruptly adjacent but safe of the matter And really, could we speak more than we do? Can’t say it’s too cool Next life, I’ll do right, and kill time until then in maintained indifference Alright, cool vibes. Deeply dear to me, a drag can you just leave
3.
Bad at Fun 04:19
Would you ever believe enough to recede Into either your faith or naiveté Though the lives you can make are the same you can choose Can you buy it although we all know it’s a ruse Cause you’re figured first as your worst, then as much as you’ll return And it’s dumb I’m to blame just the same as everyone Don’t be sad, we can grant all the solitude you lack Here’s the one, bad at fun. You won’t leave and she won’t come. Do you wanna figure it out, do you wanna stop and get out?
4.
5.
Wheeze 04:24
Let’s kill our days in whichever ways won’t fix our lives In torrents of bored urges to ignore as you like And if I ever assume, put me into your shoes and I’ll wear your dress I want it so much more or less than whatever else, I guess It never stays It only fades I’ll speculate on the ways that we’d never connect I guess this taste, it’s safe to say, is hard to tell For all I lost, I guess I thought I knew it well I’ve got this lonely streak if you want something to keep An unmade bed and a heavy head that’s hard to leave, and it’s like It never stays It only fades, It comes apart, aching inside and off from the start It never stays It only fades, It comes apart, aching inside it caves through your heart
6.
Goddamned in a chaos of intention I wanted more than I could let in A youth cult racked upon the city curbs A language only of our blooded verbs I’ve got a deeper heart than you do Seismic and slurred impassioned half truths And you’re the nowhere that I wanna be So if you’re coming to it, come back to me And don’t break me in We are the future of static, broken raving empathic, cut estranged from our lives I see us chasing the street fires, discolored in bleak wilds, more vacant each night And they wear it like jewelry, a thing to earn, but it fits like a tether so watch it burn And don’t break me in
7.
Negativest 03:47
I gotta go out cause my place is a mess The room’s on fire and the walls don’t connect Fever lighting from a TV set You can repeat as you please but each time it means less Can’t scrape this place off the soles of my shoes and I can’t Give it a name and make it something to lose You keep to your past tense until you decay Practice a monologue of things you’ll never say Convoluted, made a stranger to your drives Toil onwards in confusion till you die For all the comfort of familiar things When I went to sweat them out, they melted my skin Resell it to me as all I am not A misassembled mess set to break on the spot Gnash your teeth and wring your fists but you still Awake each day within this governance Embroiled in the little hypocrisies No you can’t stomach the kill but you’ll still swallow the meat Urgent, urgent, no real person left to hide Discount rates. Ample parking, low, low price Why can’t we sit and reminisce like a family? We’ll laugh and overlook the lapses inside me A virtuoso when there’s nowhere to go The more you plant, the less you grow Come on man, I know you still feel it A gentle vision staring down from the ceiling A blackout image in livid red There you are with him instead And it’s like when the debris falls away There’d be something like a new path to take But you can figure your irration and skill decline Groping for it as deeply as it’s denied I gotta go out cause my place is a mess There is a lake at the side of the bed A sinking depth in weight of your chest Of what you’re carrying, it’s good to know it less Nothing will keep you like an old embrace And nothing fits like what you’ll have to replace And I can feel it beneath me through tangles of roots An orphaned deepness, an iron tooth As you probe at your design for cues Satisfied in the violence past you For the contents of your heart yet above What thing is it but an engine full of blood

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12" wax disc availble through What's for Breakfast Records at:
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released December 8, 2017

Bow & Spear is:
John Bergman - Drums
David Ritter - Guitar and Vocals
Megan Edgin - Bass and Vocals
Tyler Ryssemus - Guitar

All music and Lyrics by Bow & Spear (C) 2017
Recorded and mixed by Damian Wiseman at Soapbox Studios
Recorded November 2016 - July 2017
Mastered by Carl Saff
Cover Image by Anthony Steinhoff
Lettering & Formatting by Maya C. Renfro
Back Image by Jenn Florio

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