American Living

by YOUTHS

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released 21 March 2012
James | Vocals
Chloe | Drums
Jordan | Guitar
Dante | Bass

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tags: punk hardcore punk Santa Rosa

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Track Name: American Living
Dear America, we are your sons / We fight your wars / You’ve locked your doors / Apathy / Despondency / They’re killing me / Like blackened lungs / Like failing hearts / And False starts / This is / You sleep your life away / where’s the credit in living / Those pains in your chest / are gifts that keep giving / You are America, I say that with concern / You find your only solace in the money that you earn / American living / Now you’re living the American Dream / Nothing’s really how it seems
Track Name: Heights
I catch myself thumbing through abused, yellowed Polaroids of us. We were just a couple of punks punch-drunk on a love so incestual. A creeping haze captivates, intentional. Our hearts are on empty, half as warm as the welcoming hands of Death. Emotions run few and far between. Who’s to say that I even recall the old days as well as I say? Regaling all-who-inquire with a sharp tongue, witty lies. A scripted lack-of-awareness I took the time to memorize. I know what it feels like to drown. I wear my smile like a pauper wears a crown. Damned, deaf, and dumb. I still feel your teeth on the tip of my tongue. I cured all my virtues with vice, corruptions that entice like a handful of Valium and a bottle of wine to drink away the prospects of ascendancy. Stop defending me and keep your open mind to yourself. Take to new heights, but, before you do, shoot out the fucking lights.
Track Name: The Beast
I was the kid with the snakes in my bed / and all the thoughts in my head were damned / I remember days where my mouth was full of dirt / and the only thing that hurt was pride / Nothing inside / I’ve got nothing left inside / Just a sheep in wolf’s clothing
Track Name: Revile
What you did can never be erased / What I’ve seen can never be replaced / And you, it was you, and no one can see / And I know that sanity can never be / Don’t be so demure / Loneliness, premature / Behind those eyes, you hide / Motives so impure / Revile
Track Name: Youths
Getting sober, leaves of clover. Growing older, ever bolder. This winter’s colder than years passed; you told me my youthful laughter wouldn’t last. I spend nights, alone, half-heartily tonguing the holes in the roof of my mouth. Empty handed, every road I’ve traveled leads south. Roads to ruin. I let the rain slick off my jacket. I collect habits like holes in my pocket, always on the losing side. Forgetting. This great ship that is my life has capsized. Taking on water like an addiction. We all know the outcome.
Track Name: Pouring Concrete
Trade your thoughts for friends / We’re with you till the end / Your conscience we will mend / Nothing fucking changes / The scene just rearranges / These pains are in the pages / The closer we get, the further we are / Sit fucking tight, we aren’t going far / We keep our distance, we grow apart / When did you have a change of heart / Running in circles, running in fear / You keep forgetting what you held dear / Turn your back on me / Best friends, now enemies / Witness your agony / Fucking with my mind / With how I feel inside / I trust in your decline / Trust in me