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by Well Aimed Arrows

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1.
because the world’s on a tilt we have no choice but to be crooked as long as the earth keeps turning you know we both will be convicted because the world’s on a tilt we have no choice but to be crooked as long as the urge seems natural we have to try hard to resist it __________________ the cells inside our body are meant to keep us alive while other cells are built to keep criminals locked up inside __________________ it doesn’t seem to matter which one that we’re in locked inside a jail cell or locked up in our skin
2.
i seemed to lose my childhood somewhere in my youth the cause was only eighty pounds the solution ninety proof success is weighed in currency age is counted up in years is the measure of maturity the total weight of all our fears __________________ adult entertainment is easy to find just play this song, review, and rewind __________________ this may not be age appropriate i’ll just let my dust be the judge
3.
august james is the famed protagonist in the book i know i’ll never write minor characters names came from headstones at cemetery sites inspired by exley and by fante and by the floating opera by john barth influenced by the russians and by fromm and by the works of jean-paul sartre __________________ the name of the book is letters to smith but everyone calls it the letters if any of the words had been written down it’s possible it might have been better ___________________ ideas were written down on cocktail napkins on dim-lit scotch soaked nights incidents and accidents that would end up as part of august’s plight
4.
nothing cures jet lag like a hangover and the heaviest baggage is just staying sober in a place where friend’s spelled v.o.d.k.a and a slight, slurred spaseba is all you can say _____________________ marriage proposals are pick-up lines and love letters are contracts with an x to sign where the difference between hard up and lovelorn is the difference between on the brink and war torn ____________________ i don’t remember it but i guess i was a hit with my pants down and my hand cut to my wrist i didn’t see them, but I guess there were a few that caught my international debut ____________________ tickets to church are just a ruble a head or you can prove piety at the gift shop instead in cathedrals where women kiss pictures of men but a hand in your pocket is a symbol of sin
5.
we’re all naked on the inside so it doesn’t mean that much if i see you without clothes on there’s still a place that i can’t touch if the words inside your diary were written on your skin i would read it all from the beginning to the end ___________________ if eyes are the windows to the soul i think i’ll keep my shutters closed that way we both can wonder if there’s anyone at home
6.
F.A.T.A.L. 02:23
our picnic at the cemetery didn’t dig up much but i swear behind those gates of death i thought i found the birth of us our picnic at the cemetery didn’t dig up much but some things can’t even be buried under six feet of dirt and dust our picnic at the cemetery didn’t dig up much but the research you did on your own uncovered a history of lies and lust our picnic at the cemetery didn’t dig up much just an ancient cryptic symbol that would come to stand for the end of trust ____________________ fairest among thousands altogether lovely the acronym in the eastern star is hanging right above me fairest among thousands altogether lovely to you that spells f.a.t.a.l. that makes me your fatality
7.
i don’t want to know why you cut yourself from fin to shin and back again i don’t want to be there when the bleeding stops when the bleeding stops and the scars begin i don’t want to know just where you come from and i don’t even want to know where you’re at i just want to know where you got those wings where’d you get those wings and why are they black ____________________ i know where you live, every door’s a back door that might explain the chalk outline on your floor you want to love me to death where i lay i think i’d rather go the normal way
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too many words and not enough to say every thought i think is cliché too many words and not enough to say every thought I think is cliché _________________ some people count sheep in bed i count out my pills instead ________________ nothings as black as the black, black heart of the phony leper i am tired of faking it nothing’s as black as the black, black heart of the phony leper this time i made myself sick

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All songs written by Well Aimed Arrows.
Koly J - drums, vocals
Brian - bass, vocals
Clayton - guitar, vocals
Michelle - vocals

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released January 10, 2012

Cover photo by Koly J.
Recorded by Stephen G Micek at The Robot Factory.
Mastered by Doug Van Sloun at Focus Mastering.

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