Me and All My Friends

by Kelsi Grammar

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released August 24, 2012

Anthony Founds
Patrick Cassleman
Mark McGinn

Tracked and mixed by Lane Johnson
Mastered by Colin Leonard

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Track Name: Bad Jokes
Bad jokes and smug lines
That's how these past few years read
New homes and trying times
Who wouldn't help a friend in need?

Desperation describes it at it's best
I even called up to heaven to see if Jesus was still my friend
He said, "Acquaintances, more or less"
But I'm still here

Bad jokes and smug lines
That's how these past few years read
New homes and trying times
Who wouldn't help a friend in need?

I'm a friend in need
Track Name: Sleep Slow
So sleep slow
Well I don't wanna go.
But hazy eyes say, "no"
There's no point to know,
Just let it go

And my ribs ached,
From the cold leaking in your window
And my back froze, cause you wouldn't share
more than your shitty records and blow

And I'll take this so slow
That the light between the shadows
Will separate a day, and all you took for granted
Was all that I gave, and had to give
From the weakly mess that's me

But I won't return so sweet

So sleep slow,
Well I don't wanna know you
I may of thought it too bold,
But manners make it cowardly,
You know? I do

And all that time we spent
To be just another picture pinned
upon your bedroom wall to make
The other's uneasy, thinking,
'No she won't leave me just like them"

So I'll save all my prayers
For that sunday come round
The breathe of repentance
Speaking louder now

And I'll take this so slow
That the light between the shadows
Will separate a day, and all you took for granted
Was all that I gave, and had to give
From the weakly mess that's me

But I won't return so sweet
No, I won't return to you.
Track Name: Me And All My Friends
Well me and all my friends
We don't speak too much as of late
But they don't give a shit
There's really not much more I could say

But I guess they haven't heard
Because I've been screaming for hours
Just to hear a slight reflection
I guess my friends make better cowards

Better ghosts
Empty homes
Except no one floats
And no one haunts me
Me alone
I am Alone

So I'll just choke
On all the indifference left behind
But it won't mean shit
Just a point to pass pointless time

Yeah, I'll pretend
Yeah, I'll hold strong
Onto everything there never was
Between me and all and my friends

Yeah, me
Me and all my friends

I really need a friend to hope I die
I really need a friend by my side

Me and all my friends
Yeah, me
Me and all my friends
We don't speak

So I'll watch my teeth fall out one by one
And pretend that I'm just getting old
And I'll say something I used to mean
And pretend that everything that turns into rust turns back into gold
Me and all my friends they'll keep me on that deadline
Watching my eyes sink in
Friends don't let friends begin this shit again
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Track Name: Goddamn Friend
Breakdown the friends that make you whole
Clean up your dress, and take you home
Who really needs a goddamn friend,
When you've got all these good intentioned men?

Clean up the mess from under your bed
It's hard to remember what was said
You feel the burn between your thighs
Pray to god that this conception dies

I never knew
I'm sorry I never knew
I'm sorry I never knew it all.

Well I can't keep a promise,
and I'm just a blackout away from twenty-nine
If you can stand a drunken demise,
I can't argue with, "That's just fine"
But I gotta believe that God planned better
Bloody noses and I'm a desperate man
It's been three grams a week since I met her
And that wedding ring really puts a damper on all my plans

But I won't stay,
I won't fight the fucking wind
kid
Yeah, I'll abandon this
No, I won't stay
No, I won't stay.
I won't fight the fucking wind.
No, I won't.

Breakdown the friends that make you whole
Clean up your dress, and take you home
Who really needs a goddamn friend,
When you've got all these good intentioned men?

Who really needs a goddamn,
Who really needs a goddamn friend?
Track Name: Pissing In The Kitchen Sink
I've been trying to redefine myself
Under cowardly I checked no, but thought yes
Saw your parents again, I avoided them, I thought it might be best
To do without uneasy speech
Like after we fucked and I came
But the words were never meant the same

But I saw through your tissue thin cheeks
That the blush was gone from where my lips had touched
And in the ease of speech and lack color
Could tell the feeling was crushed
In a loveless routine there's no lack of seams
Ripping from your skin, they break and bend
So I'll mend again

There was no lack of trying,
Just usually turned to lust
There was no lack of love
Just wasn't between us

So to put words to thoughts and rather nots
Again, we won't be friends
But to pander to bouts of true love
Seems fruitless in the end
So you'll burn the pictures and I'll sell the things
That we meant for our place
A home away, a deceitful game, played for the taste
Of drugs and drinks, and pissing in our first kitchen sink
While I screamed fire above
And stumbled drunkenly to show a lack of love

So you tore out your eyes,
Cause you couldn't stand the sight of me
Now five years gone by,
And I'm the one who couldn't speak

Cause I couldn't speak,
And you couldn't listen
With the best of us gone
It was best just to give in
Just to give into this
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Track Name: Stale Teeth
I can see the stale air trapped between your teeth,
it's from holding in all those words you couldn't quite spit out
It's alright though, I don't mind when we don't speak,
it keeps us from all those stagnant conversations you go on about,
While you're turning over and over in your sleep
In your sleep

I'm not saying the repetition bothers me, but I know it kills you
So I guess self-inflicting infidelity always suited you best
Torn between the static but honest notions,
And the constant burning flame built under a bed of unrest,
And if it keeps you turning over and over in your sleep,
Will you please just leave?
Track Name: Tree
This stone floor breathes beneath my feet,
it's the chill remembered when I cleaned it on my knees
The feeling when you screamed and said be still
Be still, I never was, and I'll never be

These holes are filling up these walls, patched since I first left
Empty still it feels, the holes I think were kept
Buried between your fingers, caked underneath your nails
The scent of fresh air lingers, but fails to leave a trail

It was always such a goddamn tragedy to you.
Blues were overused, and meant for the weak,
And I was weak,
But am I weak? Oh I am weak

So what's changed since I first left?
I still pretend that I'm asleep
I'm still faking all my dreams
And I still burn what I can't keep
And it always feels the same when i'm coming home
I'm not coming home

But I still long for what I had,
Miss the truth of staying mad
Honesty always comes better when your angry
Honestly, it always makes it through to me
It's the feeling I miss about sleeping alone
And I'm always alone

It was always such a goddamn tragedy to you
Blues were overused, and meant for the weak
And I was weak
And I am weak

I hear our kitchen crashing
"Did you burn down the woods again?"
God would you please stop asking me
I swear it hasn't changed since then
I'm still trying to disappear in my sleep
I swear I haven't changed since then
Track Name: Some Days
I swear I haven't changed since then
but somedays I end up like this
confessing my sins on repeat,
To drink when I should be asleep
And I still push my knuckles into cement
To feel the best of my bones as they're slightly bent.
slightly skewed, slightly skinned, across this ground
It starts with the bottle, the binge and the break
All the words I couldn't fake
The comfort about staying at home
The things I speak when I'm alone

But I'm impatient and good times are on the waining
And i'm not waiting, I'm wanting, and taking
So lets just stick to this, my hand in your fist,
Slightly bent, but the break is worth the risk
to keep it all together

To the best of these years,
I can read the rings on the inside of my fingers
To cut and dissect the bedrooms I have lived in
To resent the taste would to be to say
That the thought of clean living doesn't still linger
but it starts with the bottle the binge and the break,
but I guess by now this is something I can fake
the comfort of being at home,
being comfortable enough to speak alone

Somedays I end up like this,
Confessing a lie to believe
Confessing my sins on repeat,
When the thought of clean living really fucking bothers me
Track Name: Shitty Sentiment
I just can't stand this sentiment
It's heartfelt and hardly meant
It's summer days shorter spent,
Less speak built upon the truth slightly bent
It's petals picked and wells wished in,
And all the things I tried to fake again
It's a stunning sight, my aging skin,
Baffling me to the point of making amends

I just am, I am just that,
Oh, It's just that I am just existing.

It's my childhood washed away
And the character I now betray,
Burning in my backyard
Its my time between these days,
And things I ought not say
As I stumble into every glassy shard

I just am, I am just that,
Oh, It's just that I am just existing.

So I spent a year in my room,
Cooped up avoiding you,
And by you I mean me
So I spent a year slightly sober,
Better to be slightly less numb than you
And by you I mean me, myself,
I'm always referring to me
I'm always referring to me
Track Name: Twelve
When I was twelve, I thought I might have died,
May have drowned, but I choked on water
Found the ground between my toes,
My head still floats, and I'm still coughing up this mess
And I might be more lost than I was then
More or less

When I was sixteen, I thought I might have fell
May have found love, but I choked on your lips
And found that ground above my head
My hearts not dead, and I'm still coughing up that mess
But I might be more lost than I was then
More or less

But when I was ten, I thought I might have found God
May have found a friend, but I choked on His word
Beginning and end, my soul won't float
And I'm still coughing up His mess
I think I may be more lost than I was then
More or less

But I'm still here, and I'm still waiting
Still slightly sober, maybe still slightly exaggerating
But I found that ground and all the rest
Found some truth or something slightly less

And if I found one thing,
After all these years of searching
For some kind of resolution
With all my shitty flaws
And all my goddamn friends
And All the shitty things I've said to them
If I could say one last goddamn thing
it'd be, "Fuck it all"