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released August 8, 2012

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Matt Schwartz
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Track Name: Apathy
You know how this ends, right?
Bags packed and a plane ride.
I'll take a drink on the rocks, right?
And pop a Xanax for the rough time.
If gettin' over it was simple as that
Well, I'd be over this with just a bottle of Jack.
But it's a bit more complicated.
Fuck this. Fuck that. It's the time we wasted.
Excuse me, I'm wasted.
And I know what makes you tick and you hate it.
I've got problems I'm not tryin' to solve,
So I'm robbin' them of any motives at all
'Cause apathy's the best drug off all.
Not givin' a fuck, don't even care about your phone call.
So take that and fuck yourself,
Better than the kid you keep around who just fucks himself.
It's gettin' late on a Monday.
I'm gettin' home and I'm thirsty.
So I did what I do when I get like that,
Hide my phone so I don't call you for ass
'Cause I know you'll just ignore it.
Straight to voicemail and say you never heard it.
I know the ropes and jokes we try to play,
But two can play that, I always win at that game.
It's still a lose / lose every time.
I love the chase and the way your tears mix with wine.
Enough is never quite enough.
Especially when I'm drunk and don't give a fuck.
It's the way your words feel over time.
It's like Novocain mixed with coke in the line.
And every day I swear I won't do this,
Is another day I feel I'm gonna lose it.
So we're cool? Over dumb shit?
You used to be so cool with my drunk shit.
Every time we poured a drink in the glass,
But now I'm stupid for the shit that we had.
Well, fuck it. I think I'll kill more
Of the stuff I thought I might have had a love for.
Everyone and every friend I thought I cared for,
You don't think I really matter, I don't care for.
Anyone that ever crossed my path
And took a little piece of me that added up, do the math.
Subtract me. Division.
Blurry eyes, double vision.
Collision, head on.
With my keys in my car I won't wait 'til tomorrow.
Track Name: Medication
I'm passed out from liquor,
Henny shots take pictures
I'm zoned out from Xanax,
Self-medicated my symptoms

I'm passed out from liquor, Xanax my sister.
I slur spoke to my phone, fucked around until I kissed her.
From the bottle spoke a problem that we couldn't solve.
OD'ed on love with no feelings involved
An addiction to kissin' and kickin' you to the curb.
It took millions of killin's just to settle the score
And I think that I won.
When it comes to this hun you will never see the burning sun
Uh, and if I had it my way,
I'd get high and sip vodka more than every other day
Uh, I'm passed out, I'm Xan'ed out,
And smoked out - take my phone out - call your boy up then pass out
I feel better by the weekend,
With my guts in your tub by yourself, it's the weekend
You're passed out from liquor, Henny shots take pictures,
Lets medicate our symptoms

I'm passed out from liquor,
Henny shots take pictures
I'm zoned out from Xanax,
Self-medicate my symptoms

Uh we medicated ourselves.
I medicated all day then puked on myself
Threw up the shit I said that caused a pain in my head.
Symptoms of insomnia and dreams in my bed
Run and catch it - then bounce out, take the glass out,
Poured the fifth out with your hands out, you were zoned out so I dipped outta your glass house
My first time throwing stones at a brick wall.
The first time I felt feelings of withdrawal
Shakes and sweats, you were messed up like I was.
Shakes and bets on which feeling was the best one
Uh, it was hard to pick.
And hard to fit or say we couldn't get enough of it
We learned quick how to handle the kick.
Paranoid of anything that went along with the clocks tick
I'm passed out from liquor, Henny shots take pictures,
Lets medicated our symptoms

I'm passed out from liquor,
Henny shots take pictures
I'm zoned out from Xanax,
Self-medicate my symptoms
I'm passed out from liquor,
Henny shots take pictures
I'm zoned out from Xanax,
Self-medicated my habits
Track Name: '91
Give me something to ride to, get high to.
In the back room sippin' booze is where I found you
You never seem to be the first one.
Took the breath from my chest, you'll always be the best one
The memories are on overload.
And we just met but we're mappin' out the long road
Iced tea with lemon and Sweet 'N Low,
Always so cute with a smile and your sneakers on
Never once heard you utter complaints
From my style or the smoke I smell like every day
You said my laughs only one of a kind
And behind your hair I saw the sparkle in your eyes
But could it be that after years and fears
That the hope is coming back - music to my ears
It's all inside, every place that you hide.
Your own little world, happiness is always inside

Forgive me first love, I know it's been a minute.
I'm not sorry that my heart was never in it
Take all the pictures down, tear and rip 'em,
I'm not sorry at all, you musta missed it

Forgive me first love, I know it's been a minute.
I'm not sorry that my heart was never in it
Rewind time, I wouldn't go back and fix it.
I'm not sorry at all, you musta missed it

She tried shakin' her head at some text I sent
In the morning, bed head but never Heaven sent
They say a gift from God while drinkin' wine.
My name held weight but never held the time
But maybe I made room for improvement
In a space so small I couldn't move so don't move it
Listen, just leave it where it is, say it how it is,
I take it back but always caught the worst of it
It gets tirin' to think about
How right they were compared to everything I read about /
And I try my best to stay positive
In situations so fucked they need a condom quick
It came too quick, a double up and always flip the switch.
So turn the lights down quick before the sun hits
And everything I put down seems so repetitive,
Just when the mood sets in like some sedative

Forgive me first love, I know it's been a minute.
I'm not sorry that my heart was never in it
Take all the pictures down, tear and rip 'em,
I'm not sorry at all, you musta missed it

Forgive me first love, I know it's been a minute.
I'm not sorry that my heart was never in it
Rewind time, I wouldn't go back and fix it.
I'm not sorry at all, you musta missed it
Track Name: Home Movies
(and I'm..) Gone off vodka and some Gin and Tonic.
I'm so drunk I might slit my wrist and vomit
While I'm textin' this bitch, it's so irrelevant.
The shit that I say could leave these girls so celibate
Smokin' a pack, OD'ed off some Xanax.
On an average weekend I'm too fucked up for your backpack
Raps and snacks got your girl on my track.
Subliminally talkin' - she don't know about that
I might tell her that I love her.
But only when she's naked and fucked up under covers
She put her feelings behind.
Fucked up off'a lines, two bars and some wine
She says I giggle and rhyme,
But if she only knew the shit that I was thinkin' inside
It's too dirty for a movie.
Sit your cute ass down while I put one this home movie

I'd like to put you in a movie.
With no make up or sound, low budget home movies
I like the way your looks move me.
I wanna make you the star of this big screen

I'd like to put you in a movie.
With no make up or sound, low budget home movie
Roll the film up and pack it away.
I wanna make you the star of this big screen

Shiiit, don't worry 'bout me.
I got this chick covered more than blankets with loose leaf
No one but me loves the way I love to drink a lot.
This poison in my hand got my stomach in knots
Uh, In the summer, doin' belly flops.
Spiked lemonade and threw in a few cough drops
Oshkosh B'gosh it's so hot.
I thought that this watch could stop time but it's not
On yachts jumpin' waves on the spot,
At a rave poppin' pills wakin' up to my mug shots
My Mom screamin' thru the wall.
Loggin' on to Facebook, she hated what she saw
I can't explain the way my brain feels small
23 missed calls, we filmed it all

I'd like to put you in a movie.
With no make up or sound, low budget home movies
I like the way your looks move me.
I wanna make you the star of this big screen

I'd like to put you in a movie.
With no make up or sound, low budget home movie
Roll the film up and pack it away.
I wanna make you the star of this big screen
Track Name: You, Girl
Me and you, we could fly
We could fly to the end of the sky
I've seen a lot of pretty girls
But there's only one girl for this guy
And that would be you, girl
Take my hand and lets fly to the end of the sky

Take my hand and we can fly away.
Fly far and get high today
By any means it's up to us.
Partied all night, didn't care when the sun came up
We chilled out poppin' Xanax.
Wash it down, we can relax with the side effects
Waste the day and slept away for hours.
Never leavin' my bed, this shit's ours.
Roll over, kiss ya cheek and
Kiss the side of my neck and I was woooo!
And I can taste your lips
With each and every kiss holdin' on to your hips
You seem to fit so perfect,
The way we intertwine while I'm kissin' ya thighs
And we can fly
Shiit

Me and you, we could fly
We could fly to the end of the sky
I've seen a lot of pretty girls
But there's only one girl for this guy
And that would be you, girl
Take my hand and lets fly to the end of the sky

You say you wanna little slice of home?
Well hold on to my hand 'cause I got places to show
We got places to go but I got songs I wrote
That tell stories of the texts you wrote
You know the ones with the dirty talk?
Not really my thing but we should do this!
Throw me a line while I'm fishin' for thighs.
The ones that you got that's always catchin' my eyes
We're in the sky and won't compromise.
I try hard and leave a better surprise
I always talked about a girl like you.
Take ya home, cook ya dinner, bong a brew or two
That's classy shit, you mastered it
And I'll admit it took a minute but I'm down with it
And we can fly
Shit

Me and you, we could fly
We could fly to the end of the sky
I've seen a lot of pretty girls
But there's only one girl for this guy
And that would be you, girl
Take my hand and lets fly to the end of the sky
Track Name: Grave Diggers
I've lost too much shit in the past couple years.
I swear to God if God's real he ain't never here
You ever feel like you're the only one dishin' out
To please everyone but yourself.
Fuck that shit.
It's always give and take then I'm the one to blame
For the downfall of everything I helped you make
I'm just tryin' get the weight off my chest,
With a few bars of Xanax for the guilt on my chest
Uh, I can't sleep at night.
It's gettin' way too hard to try to cope with gettin' drunk every night
This is me never sayin' how I feel.
This is me with apathy when it gets real
Dirt for breakfast. Dirt for dinner.
A table set for two in my grave with a sinner
I woke up and thought it'd be okay.
Hungover, half-asleep, with your ashes in my ash tray

I am the death of your "fresh rap".
Single handedly put a stop and I mean that
I'm uncomfortably okay with that.
Here's the fuck I gave and you can have that
Go ahead and help yourself to what I threw up
Late last night when I was drunk but you fucked up
You better learn to hold my liquor
Before I say somethin' stupid and hits ya
I just might've gave a fuck about me,
Before you fucked it all up and made me hate me
That's an every day concept
To what's really going on with your concepts
And I don't need no one
To help me do what I do 'cause I've already done
Everything that everyone said could never be done.
I put myself on my back and I did it for fun
Now fuck off.
Track Name: 747
Jet planes and new 747's.
She said she's leavin' for Heaven around seven
Tripped out, my pay checks in a zip,
Makin' out on the floor so we can skip all the bullshit
I like the slow sounds and fucked up trips,
We can drive all night with no map on this guilt trip
You're so loud I can't hear the screams
From your dreams going blind from the high beams
Throw our shoes up on the wire.
With no idea we were hangin' from a wire
You inspired what I wrote on the windshield,
Foggin' up the car in the middle of this corn field
We lit up with the light from the moon light,
Because tonight you made the stars feels just right
You make my tongue numb and weak at the hips,
Soakin' wet from your rain leaves a stain with a loose grip

You slipped right off my finger tips.
747

Lets set a feeling on cruise control
And wherever we go lets loose all control
On a road, I hope we get there.
Hold my hand, we're in the middle of nowhere
"You ever feel like you just wanna die?"
Is what you wrote on the back of the shoreline
With the water touchin' your feet,
I can't compete with the feelin' of the concrete
We laid down for what felt like days
And only opened an eye when it felt safe
The perfect time to slip away
On the very first rocket in to outer space
And up there we had it all.
And up there, there's no need for a phone call
And up there, you're not bothered.
And up there is where you get to see your father

747
Track Name: Parachutes
You're crazy, okay I get it.
And the way you talk in bed with every boy is so pathetic
It's like a parachute the way your words groove
Up and down the wall tied to sheets that make your hips bruised
Problem solved but no resolved.
I'm dissolved in cocktails that make my world go 'round
And around and around, I'm dizzy
And borderline crazy to think that you could fix me
You gotta bad reputation to live up to,
But who's to say you're such a bitch for what you've been thru?
Lets set your house on fire,
By a flick from my smoke, burn it down, each and every brick

And every fucking time we slept on the couch.
Was each and every time we fucked on the couch
And each and every time you said it was fine,
Laid a line for every time and every bottle of wine

Take it all, take it all, take a parachute.
Fake it all, fake it all, take a parachute.
Drink it all, drink it all 'til it's all gone.
Swallow it, swallow it, take a parachute.

Late at night you're slippin' out of your clothes.
Fucked off whatever we took mixed with No Doze
Mixed with Xanax and bottles of beer,
Bottled fear from the chance we might never see next year
Paralyzed from the pain in my heart.
Don't start that shit and don't say it never falls apart
'Cause it does, we're living proof of that.
100 proof in my glass, I got used to that
I got plans for that, I got pills to smash.
I gotta hand full of dirt and a body to stash
It's the, phone call that caused the car crash.
Drivin' home late at night thinkin' 'bout my past

And every fucking time we slept on the couch.
Was each and every time we fucked on the couch
And each and every time you said it was fine,
Laid a line for every time and every bottle of wine

Take it all, take it all, take a parachute.
Fake it all, fake it all, take a parachute.
Drink it all, drink it all 'til it's all gone.
Swallow it, swallow it, take a parachute.
Track Name: Sore Eyes
I wanna take ya home, lay you on the couch.
Whisper in your ear, you hear what I'm really talkin' bout?
My words taste like liquor, it made ya sick, huh?
Well lemme finish what you started - take a picture
This all might just be the last time,
Took a gamble on the night, I hope it happens just one time
That's all we really asked for..
Your clothes on the floor, I couldn't ask for much more
Hot and heavy, left the seat of my Chevy,
Lock the door and kiss your neck once more
You move my eyes in any way you gotta,
When you're wearing next to nothing in the kitchen cookin' waffles
I've been waiting for a night like this,
Just to get you to myself away from every ounce of bullshit
One try, one time to feel alive,
Marijuana high mix the red with your blue eyes

I sent a text to your phone.. (don't cry)
Look away, none of that is worth it.. (don't cry)
We're cuddled under covers so.. (don't cry)
I can take your pain away,
Just give me one night.. (don't cry)

If this my shot, God damn I'm gonna take.
And not miss cause you've been sendin' me shit
Put your hands in my pocket, my picture in your locket,
Picture this holdin' hands on a rocket
.. You taste the air up there?
It's not fair, you're too pretty to compare
To any girl I ever laid eyes on,
Or laid thighs on - nothin' but latex on
..Babe, is your drink too strong?
.. I want to wake up next to you on my own front lawn
Never a sight for sore eyes.
The only thing you suffer from is sore thighs
I say we do what's not possible,
And over analyze everything but the obstacles
I want you here right now,
In any mood or any shape, just be here right now
Track Name: Tony Stark
I roll a two and zip up to crack a 40.
Ice from the fridge to chill out and drink a 40
At 4:40 it's nice to get to shorty,
And nice to stick around and pass out and 9:30
Wake up and do the whole damn thing again.
With friends like this who honestly needs a real friend?
Uh, I'm stuck in my room with beats and brew,
Thinkin' bout whether or not if I should call you
Pick up my phone just to set it down.
I'm settled down, gettin' lost in the all the pronouns
Inside out the front door is where you let it hang.
Like mistletoes in the summer but there's rain
We took a hit to the head and popped some champagne,
Pictures that we draw never stay inside the frame
The way your body's pressed against is like your new profession,
Stumblin' around like a mess, I can't express it.

Chill out and vibe with me.
The way you're feelin' got my body on the ceilin'.
Chill out and chill with me.
And just relax.

Sit back, inhale the track.
The smoke from our lungs swore to never come back
On a train to the city with an ugly and a pretty mind,
Sat behind a gorgeous girl, laid a thin line
It's such bullshit the way that we dance.
For critical acclaim at the expense of a glass
So let your stomach settle in,
To a body that rejects everyone you let in.
Was under covers and fucked, it's so depressin'
To stay up and pass out, I'm always second guessin'
Eyes red and puffed out, fucked up's an understatement.
Your loose make up and blush is such an understatement
Call a cab or take the bus home, it doesn't matter,
'Cause in the morning everyone will say you knew better
We took the fifth down faster than normal,
And came here alone but left together uncertain

Chill out and vibe with me.
The way you're feelin' got my body on the ceilin'.
Chill out and chill with me.
And just relax.
Track Name: Ghosts (ft. Charlie Beans)
This that ghostly flow, the one you ride to.
The one you sit back, relax and get high to
Party with phantoms and Ciroc on the rocks.
Poison our lungs with nicotine at five o'clock
It almost tastes too strong but that don't matter at all,
You got the weight of the world to fall back on
So just let it all go with your arms spread out who knows how far you'll float
I took it in at a speed that seemed light years
And celebrated over champagne and cold beer
Lets take a shot for the ones who still pray
Over dinner and some candles with a butler and a maid
Guests that never show themselves you anyone but you.
A ghost in the attic scarin' everyone but you
We smoked weed for dessert after dinner
And talked amongst ourselves how this is only the beginning

They talk better when you sleep so don't believe it.
The pills only help but you keep that a secret.
Keep that a secret.
If you can keep it.

That's the second hand buzz that keeps the mouth runnin'
On top of buildings with ghosts, so stunnin'
They see the cold air from mine
In hind sight, 50/50 for a punch line
A world never too shy to lend a hand out,
You're reachin' for something 'cause you swore you saw a hand out
Maybe it was all a dream
Because you swore you seen everything they said was make believe
Made you question everything that never really seemed
Effortless with just a 40 and a pipe dream
Stand still as they gather behind.
In army at once to push everyone aside
Raise your glass for a toast or a land-mine.
And drink to what it is that kept it all confined
Inside it's quiet knowin' about the last time.
The phantoms here are always one of a kind.
Track Name: ..Speak Of The Devil
He only spoke to the Devil once before this time.
Paid and laid a visit, choked up on the phone line
Choked up, the sins made it hard to swallow.
Knots in your throat from the shit that you had to borrow
To feel how he feels it felt to call this place a home.
Was a feeling that he feels when he felt he had a home
She spoke slow and pronounced every single word.
The Devil made it hard to hear causin' his vision to blur
"Someone love me.." was carved on his wrist,
He wasn't suicidal, just a habit when he got pissed
But the attention it brought was never the intention or what anybody thought
The Devil said to shake it off and sit down.
Whatever comes around, I'll kill it off and bring it back down
There's no worries - just rest your head.
Go back to bed and over this is what we'll break bread.

Never speak of the devil.

The smoke made it hard to breathe.
But somehow the smoke made him feel relief
To lay there with no fears is all that he believed.
With no grief or belief just seeing motif's
Lost in every shape, every color.
Every lover that he felt he had discovered was discomfort at it's finest.
And where the signs point to grey is where you'll find us
Underground, deep underground.
Put your ear to the ground and keep following the slow sounds
You hear it pounding on the wall?
You see the claw marks and scratches on the wall?
It's over there so keep your distance.
And if you cover your mouth it might miss us
Don't even whisper in it's ear.
We kept quiet but it can always smell fear

Never speak of the devil.