best buds split w/ pope & r∆chel

by nouns

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Special thanks to: pope, r∆chel, Mac and his family, Lifer, Donovan Wolfington and Mark Garza, for getting us through making our track

album art features Mac's old step dad as we burn the shit out of his head. Fuck you, thomas. Gold medals all around.


released 22 April 2014



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Track Name: Mac Harris (nouns)
your tears fell on my sleeve
t-shirts in frigid winter breeze
you clutched my back as hard as you could

you said:
"we're all so fucked up
we have to better
I have to better
this place is supposed to mean something
we're supposed to change the world"

"seek to love, not to be loved
but it's so difficult"
I told you it takes a lifetime

but you've done so well already
I'm more proud of you than I will ever be of myself
and if there is a god, it's in you
you're the thread that this house balances on
you're the roof over my head
and if you're out in the cold
then I will fucking stay out with you

if you're out in the cold
then I will stay out with

sobbing, drunk, 21 year-old kid, I knew it was the most sincere statement that I've ever fucking heard

you tears fall on my sleeve
you tell me about your grandmother
said she raised you
I'm sorry
I can hear you now

they have to pull the plug
it falls to me
so I'll say goodbye
and you can sleep
just sleep
asystole fills my head
just sleep