The American Classic

by Eavesdropper

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released March 11, 2014

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Track Name: The American Classic
Just so you know I've lost my faith in you. The good book and everything else that has to do with growing older and colder, the deepest chip on my shoulder I'll be just fine or so I told her that I thought I was.

I never fucking asked for this.

I never wanted it.

Just so you know I've lost my faith, but I never had it anyways.

So watch me drown in whats left of this wishful thinking, so watch me drown in whats left.

Where has my father been? I've been just fine all alone. Every mess I've made myself I just clean up on my own.

And I never needed anything, and I never needed you.
Track Name: Fever Grip (Ft. Paul Dennis)
Ive been black in my lungs and blue in the face from,
holding my breath and inhaling your taste.
Drown in the bottle cuz i like it better that way
drown in my sorrow yea I like it better that way

And they'll all follow suit,
callipygian sedative, nothing to lose
and they'll all follow suit,
to the beat of the dark dressed kids with their minds loose

Front and center hear the poor man speak,
envies the clothes on your back designer names on your feet
cut a cold streak cuz you love being down on your luck,
fever grips tighter than the rope would dont give a fuck

Why should I care?

All my life, I just wanted to fit in
is my shirt dark enough? Is my shirt dark enough?

Can you think for yourself?

Smash glass just to see how it tastes,
Ive broken all my teeth, too many in the first place
I'll be fine just fine remember that 'its a phase'

One i never went through in the first place.


and they'll all follow suit,
to the beat of the dark dressed kids with their minds loose
And ive got nothing better to do, so watch me follow suit

as if id even follow through

I am all there is

(Paul Dennis)
I am, the judged fury of a violent teen in a terminally afflicted over violent scene. I'm not here for the art, I'm not here for the noise, I'm only hear to break shit and prove myself to the boys.

Is my shirt dark enough?
Track Name: Fix
3rd floor tall grave when the fire came. Swallowed whole with only smoke left to speak. The sorry story of getting what you deserve, I'll never tell where I hid the gasoline.

Arson case meet your defendant, don't give a fuck if they lock me away. I am the product of pure resentment, all I see is all I hate.

I don't have an excuse for being overwhelmed. If I'm cursed with this mind, than others as well

Oh please, open up to me
Let us fix you, let us fix you
Oh please, open up to me
let us fix you, Let me fix you

What if nothings even wrong in the first place?
When it's over will I recognize my face?

What if I gave in?
Watch me cave in.

Why do I have to deal with this shit?
Rather be all alone with the lights off.
Rather be on my own, turn the lights off.

Heavy are their hands as they knock on my door like, open up

Oh please, open up to me
Let us fix you, let us fix you
Oh please, open up to me
let us fix you, Let me fix you

What if nothings even wrong in the first place?
When it's over will I recognize my face?

What if I gave in?
Watch me cave in.
Track Name: Biograph Theater
Track 2 / The American Classic EP

a man who has it all could surely want nothing else, the weight of all my loathing holds all of my wealth.

message clear drilled into my head, thrill could fix the likes of my kind, i,
never thought it'd get this bad
(get this bad, i)

I'll take all that I can carry, Ill take all thats mine
Vault door heavy, swing shut as it closes, leaving me trapped inside

in my mind

locked in with the money (money)
that I never wanted anyways
locked in with all of the rest,
I never wanted anything

black on black
ski mask and a duffle bag,
handgun mouth 9 rounds with a name tag
teller drawer, fast grab, exactly like I shouldnt have
back door, alley way, you havent seen a thing just
let me be

locked in with the money (money)
that I never wanted anyways
locked in with all of the rest,
I never wanted anything
Track Name: Biograph Theater Pt. 2
Intercom says
On your knees, motherfucker
Unless you wanna die real quick like the others

Please, this is how it ends for me,
take it all to the grave when they bury me

Tombstone reads:
That rich mother fucker
six feet deep lay still with the others

Please, this is how it ends for me,
take it all to the grave when they bury me

Never should have been here in the first place, I
Never should have been here in the first place.

Promise me this bullet takes me straight to hell, I'll pull the trigger myself