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Lost Along the Way

by Libel

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1.
She says she's not Trying to suck my life away It's just so cold down there Don't you know baby I'm scared Of falling in Who knows how far down it goes? So can I share your perch I'll make it work worth your while Then she flits her tongue All around my ear Showers my neck in sweet hot breath All right, I said You can give up on this game Yeah I know your style I've been played before I've worked damn hard To claw my way up here It may look safe But my grip ain't so tight But I'll let you know I like your forwardness And as you might imagine It gets lonely on this rock So you can keep up your wiles And maybe I'll succumb But I'll let you know right now Hold tight, baby, you better hold tight now 'cause if you fall I ain't catchin' you (Hold tight, baby, won't catch you if you fall) You're going down alone All right, she said Those are terms I can live with So we shrugged, then kissed To seal the deal
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Disassembly 02:17
We've picked a fine time to fall apart Stand still as glue unbinds Limbs spring forth from socket and frame Torsos slide into the gutters And detached heads go rolling down the way And it's a perfect day to crash and burn Siphon fuel out of the tank Shower flesh in alcohol Douse the mothers and babes alike Light a match and kiss it all goodnight We wonder what the history books will say A squandered culture left to spoil in the heat Accompanied by an illustration— Waving blankly on a crinkled postcard The caption reads: Greetings From the Great Decline
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Halcyon Days 04:32
Line 'em up against the fence We'll let you know who owes penance Soon as the ammo's spent Peace of mind has come undone Gotta remind 'em who's number 1 Show 'em might equals right And all you dreamers And all you believers Just shut your eyes You're gonna wanna skip this part We'll strike without warning Leave no time to make amends Forever contorting The means that will justify the ends Have we won? Well no one knows Cut off the head, another grows We must expand the field And all you dreamers And all you believers Just shut your mouths The plan is underway When we strike without warning Leave no time to make amends Forever contorting The means that will justify the ends Round 'em up, don't discriminate Disagree and you capitulate Ignore the carnage left in our wake Don't ask the mongoose how he kills the snake Just be grateful This is only a start Who knows where we'll stop This is only a start Who knows if we'll ever, ever Ever, ever, ever, ever stop Eventually there comes the day You gotta let the people have their say Even if they don't know their minds Now our reign has reached an end Such atrocities to defend History will be our judge
4.
All these tones are flawed Manic rhythm forced into song Cut the note that fit the measure Still the tune drones on Marching gay to battle drums Beat the pulse into gray matter The call button slipped through fingers and Crashed onto the floor Leather bands sear into flesh with every futile squirm Hoarse from all this screaming Still I croak out an SOS Help must have got lost along the way Stroll through hemlock groves Blossoms grow oh so high Out of reach, out of season Another misfired charge Fools let it happen all night long Bite the tongue to end the seizure The call button slipped through fingers and Crashed onto the floor Leather bands sear into flesh with every futile squirm Hoarse from all this screaming Still I croak out an SOS Help must have got lost along the way Lost along the way
5.
And we're jaded Bread and circuses have reached their peak But they can never ever know Because we refuse to speak And we're sated By the pearly whites of the prom queen But she can never ever know The ways we'd long to make her scream We are lost children Roaming forests, dropping crumbs Sweet tooths on full display For salivating witches One in a billion One perfect snowflake in the storm Distinct pristine and lyrical We'll melt right on your tongue Away, melt away And we're fated To following the whims of conglomerates But they can never ever know The source of these epileptic fits Just so elated By the endless array of pharmaceuticals But we can never ever know The combo most magical Kill all the critics Stab their throats with poison pens Slice their soiled tongues in half And throw them on the stove 'Cause we're one in a billion One perfect snowflake in the storm Grotesque, depraved, hysterical We'll melt right through your tongue And we're jaded Bread and circuses have reached their peak But we can never ever know When the outlook got so bleak
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Crunching through the crowd She'll trip and break her crown The turnstile woes have become so commonplace She yearns for a chaste escape Crashing at the gate Our morals less than safe The best estimates lack substantiation So we give it the college try And scream when it goes awry Without ever questioning why It's not too late Kick off the hinges, unseal the hatches Walking through the walls Eavesdropping on calls Hangups, dropped calls, sawdust and remorse But apologies are such a waste They leave a metallic taste And always delivered in haste It's not too late Kick off the hinges, unseal the hatches And it's not too late Run to the gate and unhook the latches Come across the great divide A million miles wide And no bridge to cross Staring 'cross the gap, grass is so much greener Left without a paddle, we resolve to anger Cursed to a fate beyond the pale It makes for an ugly ruse And we care not for the abuse And such an unsightly bruise It's not too late Replace the hinges, reseal the hatches

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All proceeds will be donated to The Lilith Fund. www.lilithfund.org

The Lilith Fund supports the right of all Texans to make their own reproductive choices, regardless of income.

Written, performed and produced by Libel:
Gavin Dunaway -- Vocals, Guitars
Brian LaRue -- Bass, Vocals
Jonathan Hanson -- Drums

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released September 30, 2011

Engineered by Gavin Dunaway and Andrea Zavareei
Mixed and mastered by Gavin Dunaway

Album art by Michela Buttignol – www.michelabuttignol.com

Copyright 2011, All Rights Reserved

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Much thanks to: Michela Buttignol, Shelly "The Broad" Ridenour, Julie Rozanksy, Stephen Perry, Benji Archer, Fox Bowden, Jamie Rimmer, Daniel Kasshu, Joe Rouiller, Amy Grimm, Jonny Leather, Andrea Zavareei, Kabir Hermon, Austin Mendenhall, Jeremiah McVay, Maryanne Ventrice, Deb Best, Sara Best, Emily Best, Steven Dunaway, Sean Dunaway, Dennis Benjamin and the countless others that have donated to the Libel cause.

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"[W]hat's uncommon is how [Gavin Dunaway] can shred/skronk/groove on the elektric geetar, though these days his ax-weilding shares equal space with electronic textures that span from abrasive to atmospheric” – The Deli

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