You Can't Rush Genius

by The Only Things

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1.
twenty two years on my feet im on the streets again im on my hands and my knees looking for some kind of recompense been stuck so much i cant bleed and at some point have signed away my consent i dont know how all this greed came from such good and honest intent oh, but its not the face you fuck its the fuck that youre faced with and a kick in the balls and a kiss good luck helps you come complacently, not me with my head in my hands now theres nothing left for me to do its far too late to make my plans for a perfect world come true once that theyve got me in their hands ill do anything they want me to drop a dime and drop your pants and forget whos doing what to whom but its not the way it seems some people have to get by on pipe dreams i dont care how much of that talk you really believe its the time of my miserable life oh, but its not the face you fuck it's the fuck that youre faced with and a kick in the balls and a kiss good luck helped you become complacent its the time of my miserable life
2.
Head Down 03:07
you put your head down but youre never falling off to sleep when i can sleep thruugh war zones, nothing ever seems to bother me when your eyes close in comes the worst damn things you can think of and your heartbumps stuck on the worst drum beat it can beat on heat and floor boards creaking like a goddamn moving train eyes and fingers point at you like youre insane history, death, and sickness, skepticism of success i wait for phones to ring (above all the hassles) what shit the calmest voices seem to bring (alone in your castle) is bad news in threes? when do i start counting (rehearsing king lear) and wait for this all to resolve? (while i disappear) like a tiny balled up fist leads to a needle in an arm (what do you want) all our worst traits are just brushed off as some brooding rogue-esque charm (what do you want) i dont believe in miracles, i dont believe at all (what did you want from me, honestly?) you put your head down, but youre never falling off to sleep when I can sleep through war zones, and i mean that metaphorically maybe just one time i could come off less collected because calm, cool, and casual feels like broke disaffected on and on and on and on, nodding off its half past dawn all my friends are fast asleep, or just plain gone im tired of going to funerals where im meeting moms and dads and feeling bad for feeling bad for feeling
3.
you dont want to show your face in what used to be your scene and cant escape into rem sleep because shes always there cant go back to where youve been and you think she cares you just compliment her could it be you? (couldnt be you) you could search across her face looking for something but will never find a trace of what you thought was there in another time or another place you could forget her now you cant believe its been so long could it be you? (couldnt be you) if it werent so commonplace it could have really been something you sing those songs out into space with the hopes you would hear another time another place you would resent her now you cant believe it had been so long could it be you? (couldnt be you)
4.
to compose or decompose another line of purple prose and to what end nobody knows doubt that the stars are all on fire and doubt the truth to be a liar but never doubt for once that I loved and if i dont feel your pain ill probably never dance again if you dont know why i cant explain by the time i clear my name the world probably be in flames (unintelliglble)
5.
No Miracles 03:34
you cried more than a little bit when you said youd break my heart did you know youd break my spirit too? and my world would fall apart? more mentally than physical genius is a pain in my arts i died more than a little bit every time i played that song cant deny you didnt feel it too or deny you sang along im emotional youre empirical im down here and youre where you are i tried more than a little bit tried so hard to play my part i dont know when ill get the feel for it now it seems ive lost the plot my final scene a soliloquiy if you would direct me i could be a star
6.
Unfriend Me 02:49
you said you wanted to be on your own and look at the mess youve made wouldnt help us all carry the load and you burnt every bridge you laid just how much were we supposed to take? like the others you left in your wake you said you just wanted to see a friend so i put the video on you watched and wept by the foot of your bed not long before you had gone just how much were we supposed to take? like the others that got in your way i dont know what you want i dont know who you are i dont know what youve done i dont know where you are just how much were we supposed to take? like the others you left in your wake i dont know what you want i dont know who you are i dont know what youve done i dont know where you are
7.
Suffering 03:31
when your heart stops suffering and the walls quit caving in when your bills have all got paid and your not not getting laid while you wait for shoes to drop and you feel anxiety because the world loves fucking you and the world loves fucking me play it again that song you sang when you were broken down and broken hearted get on that cross and make it look real this time a song in your heart is worth ten in your hands are you making art or making fans? get to the well and pump til that fuckers dry you never fooled anyone, youre life was not any fun but you never sang the blues until i had walked in your shoes and the lies you told that seemed so executive they werent lies at all but belied the way we lived play it again that song you sang when you were broken down and broken hearted get on that cross and make it look real this time a song in your heart is worth ten in your hands are you making art or making friends? get to the well and pump til that fuckers dry I feel like a phoney I feel like a goddamn fink when youre not lost and lonely youre afraid that your shit dont stink

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released February 14, 2020

Donny McHale - Guitar, Vocals
Patrick Flaherty - Guitar, Vocals
Eric Cline - Bass, Vocals
Tom Southerton - Drums, No vocals

Recorded and Mixed by Eric Cline
www.bleedingearaudio.com

Mastered by Matthew Agoglia
www.theranchmastering.com

Cover art by Bucky Fereke

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