Hand-printed, hand-numbered, hand-assembled. Chipboard case, letterpress & ink labels, color photo artwork. Each order will also ship with a copy of debut self-titled CD because goddamn we still have a lot of them.
Includes unlimited streaming of i am plotting my way out
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edition of 150
We gathered for the wake,
though we wanted to burn the building down.
Death was in the air,
and the truth was rotting in my mouth.
Outside the war wanted to drag us out.
She took me by the hand
and lifted up her blouse!
Sometimes the only thing is to dance and fuck.
In the street, the alley, on the bed, on the floor, on the sheets you bought the day before.
She held my hand and kissed my ear
and we screamed so everyone could hear.
Then we laughed and we sighed
because we knew it was our time.
When the streets get cold you gotta start a fire.
The devil's pounding on the door
with a flag pinned to his lapel.
He’s looking for bodies and money for his war.
The door’s about to give,
it’s going to reign in hell.
Shine your dancing shoes,
and take your final shot.
Exalt your lover –
‘cause this isn’t all we’ve got!
I won’t ask you to stay.
I know you’re itching to go.
There’s so much that I’ve said
and there’s so much that you don’t know.
I’ll save it for another night in another life.
The one where I’m your husband,
the one where you’re my wife.