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Rotten Milk EP

by Another Astronaut

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1.
Let's have an orgy of judgement We can sit in circles and point fingers at our friends We can share the blame for why this bullshit never ends A mediocre chorus of the filth we all transcend Let's have a conversation Of why your selfish lies just had to ruin my nation Why we couldn't rise above this broken foundation And finally cure our cancer I'm just looking for some answers Why couldn't we believe in each other Maybe it was in our hearts Maybe we just fell apart But one by one we stabbed each other's back And now we can't just walk away without torture and some pain Let's have an orgy of karma We can sit in circles acting out our new routine Someone's gotta smile and take the bullets for the team Quick now gather around Im almost crawling on my knees This child's reached his limit Someone call the ambulance I think Ive finally overdosed The drugs have got me comatose Im thinking way too hard And all the colors in my head are fading One by one my friends are gone One by one my friends are gone I think I've lost it The world has slowed down Give me a second I'm slowly fading out I've found a purpose for this gun Shooting up the places that we used to think were fun Watching all the children grab their toys and fucking run Blasting words through concrete while the world becomes undone.
2.
Rotten Milk 02:18
Emasculate your sister's friends No emotions you just pretend You think you're queen cause you're so mean But in the end you're no one's friend And when you fall don't break your hip Don't freak out girl just get a grip Don't lose your mind, don't make mistakes I told you so but it's too late You're fucking spoiled You fucked up mean old slutty hag To be near you is such a drag And now I'm done I'm so damn through So fucking tired of chasing you And when you fall don't get so mad Remember all the times we had Before you fucked up anyway And now I'm done so long, good day Your fucking life means nothing to me I wish that you would go away I hate your smile, I hate your face I hate the fucking things you say
3.
It's getting real late I just got home from work And so I stumble to bed for a late night jerk I've got a box of Kleenex and I'm ready to go Got my laptop charged for an hour of videos My bosses suck and I hate my job And all my friends think I'm just a drunken slob And so I drift away to naughty fantasies I've got a candle lit date with little ol' me oh yeah. And when I feel that pressure building Bursting through the seams I'll turn my head and think to myself As I I slowly breathe I love myself And when it's all said and done I'm kind of feeling sick I can't believe I spent an hour looking at these chicks They're not as attractive as I thought they were My intentions have become just a desperate blur And now I'm sitting in bed wondering where I went wrong It must have been that video with the grandma in a thong I drift away to guilty fantasies There goes my sad little date with pervy ol' me oh yeah.
4.
Whiskey Town 02:27
It's 10pm on a monday No one wants to hit the bar with me No acquaintances, no friends just what the bar man recommends A pint of Sixpoint and a couple shots of whiskey A drink for shitty internet A drink for my ex's new friends A drink for everyone who forgot that I existed A drink for biddies and their grudge A drink for Alice just because A drink for everyone who thinks that I'm addicted Maybe if you saw what the world looks like from here You wouldn't be so quick to cut me down And maybe if you cared about what's happening up there You'd have some shots with me at Whiskey Town A shot for liars when they're caught A shot for all the shots I bought A shot for nights when we're all toasting "To the next step" A shot for minimum wage jobs A shot for everything you've lost A shot for running out of lyrics for this song Maybe if you saw what the world looks like to me You wouldn't be so quick to cut me down And maybe if you cared about what's happening up there You'd have some shots with me at Whiskey Town

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After sitting in my bed trying to understand how to use Pro Tools on my own for the first time, I recorded some songs!

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released October 21, 2014

Special thanks to Mike at Towndrow Audio for helping me along the way as well as Sean Washington from The Astral Cadence for adding that sick guitar solo at the end of Orgy.

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Another Astronaut Bronx, New York

Questionably punk band from The Bronx.

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