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Always Ending

by Sick Days

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briannasnider This EP is so passionate, I love it to death. Favorite track: Goku & Krillin.
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1.
Every Day 03:28
So the next time you find yourself home and I'm still wandering in between country roads, I'll tell you everything I couldn't say before. I'll be much stronger then, happier than I've been. But that's something that I tell myself every day. (We still run the same way as we did when we were kids. At least that hasn't changed. But you keep looking over your shoulder, like you're not quite sure where you're going.) There was a part of you that looked at me the way you used to like you still see pieces I haven't been able to find since as you slurred something like, "there's gotta be more to this than drinking through the nights and fumbling through the words trying to find the threads connecting our moments alone." But that's something that you tell yourself every day.
2.
PNW 04:26
How much longer will I keep running away until I realize I can’t run away from myself? How much more shit will I consume until I realize that this hole won’t fill? I’m on the other side of the country now, I don’t know anyone, I don’t know anyone here, and your face flashes frequently, but I’m too scared to decipher the meaning. Like how you never asked pointed questions in fear the plastic film might break and you discover I'm someone other than you imagined. I have darkness inside of me. Not the exciting, romantic kind. It’s a dull monotonous grind. You picked the hair off of my jeans when I got home and I told you that I think I'll always feel alone. It's like you knew, the way that your eyes wouldn't meet mine and that's when I knew nothing would always be mine. (Nothing ever comes faster than night and nothing ever lasts longer than a day sitting around not doing anything but tryna figure shit out, but not figuring it out.)
3.
Everything you ever wanted you watched slip right through your fingers like the rivers that flow around this place. You're scared that you'll never know what it's like to not want to feel at least a little bit of pain in the deepest part of your bones. You're scared of not wanting to be alone.
4.
On Fear, 02:02
Sometimes the butt of your cigarette glows like the lights on this street, and you mimic the murmur of cars in your sleep. Look me in the eyes and tell me you're fine. I bet you can't. I bet you can't. And we will decay under these bright lights and speeding cars. We will grow up, burn out and move on to the next city that welcomes us with broken arms. Standing underneath the shadows of another night you'll turn to me and say, "Hey, are you feeling alright?" Yes I'm fine please don't ask me again. I'm doing fine please don't ask me again Yeah we're fine please don't ask us again. We're doing fine please don't ask us again. Sometimes my heart races around the corners of these city grids. Looking out for the red and blue flashes that follow us kids. A night in jail will remind me that I can't get caught. We can't get caught.
5.
No one's seen you now for a long time, but sometimes you gotta just do you. At the point when the calls and texts become routine and more of a nag than a help. But they still ask about you. There are things that shouldn't happen. Ways to live that we shouldn't live. You find yourself at the intersection unable to say where you've been. But they still ask about you. And I know you know and this mood can be hard to ignore, like the feeling that they'll never know the darkness that we can bring in.
6.
If it's a place that sinks back in inevitably, it begins to beg the question: is it sought or found? And then the ones about why I keep doing this to myself. Pack up all your things again. Nothing's ever over, everything's always ending.

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Instruments recorded July 23rd 2016 at Dead Air Studios by Will Killingsworth
Vocals recorded at various times in 2016 and 2017 by Charley in Brooklyn NY, Queens NY and Shaftsbury VT.

Cover photo by Doug

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released July 24, 2017

Charley - Vocals & Guitar
Doug - Drums & Vocals
Irene - Bass

Mixed and mastered by Will Killingsworth

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