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Rituals

by Painted Trends

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1.
Perry 02:44
You buy your clothes in foreign packaging You get your cigarettes from Spain Remember mornings of a ladies face But can't recall her name And you drive and you drive feeling only have a live You know that it's only getting worse it's only getting worse So you bleached your hair And you tanned your skin Now you only hang out by the strip Trying so hard to blend in And you drive and you drive feeling only have a live You know that it's only getting worse it's only getting worse And daddy won’t always be there So you can sleep in the park I guess And you can hide out in the crowds But life is a patient mistress You buy your clothes in foreign packaging You get your cigarettes from Spain Remember mornings of a ladies face But can't recall her name
2.
Master's Key 04:17
Well it's 5 AM again and you smoke another cigarette All your days start to blend to the same trend Last night is another night you'll never remember Yesterday is still in a haze I don't think that I could help you change I don't think that I could be of assistance to you in anyway The mascara that you painted on the night before now is gone And you're left with the same headache that just won't go away And you want to be in the party scene but the people there are just too mean And you say you can pull your own weight but actions speak louder don't they I don't think that I could help you change I don't think that I could be of assistance to you in anyway Hide yourself in a cloak of shame feeling like you should run away But it's hard to escape when you're running from nothing And I see the Masters Key glowing soft and staring back at me I don't want to open that door I don't want to open that door I don't think that I could help you change I don't think that I could be of assistance to you in anyway
3.
Kamikaze 01:58
I'm on a steady diet I eat the same things every single day I check my phone when I wake up and I never put it away I'm a prisoner to the things I never thought that I would be I'm not depressed but kamikaze seems enticing to me When I’m happy I am the happiest man alive Yet when I'm feeling blue I feel things I can't justify I don't take it out on others just on my own psyche But it's growing weary and it's tearing down, it's killing me “No it's not” “It's just in my head” “I’ll be fine, It's only me I dread” So I just sit inside and watch something rot my mind I don't call my friends because I don't want to waste their time And if it slips out to anybody I quickly play it off as a joke "His humor is dark and twisted" “Yeah we already know" but "It's not funny” “He just thinks he's cool” “He's a fake" "I'm just a fool"
4.
Panic Attack 04:32
Build your buildings, burn your bridges, do whatever you need Call your doctor, call your lover, go ahead and call up your shrink I'll be right there, always with you, I am your insecurities Don't go outside, don't see the light, just lay in the dark with me Call your employer, now radio silence, get back in the sack with me Don't take your meds, don't leave your bed, cover your eyes so you can't see I'm crippling, I'm strengthening, I've got a power grip baby my hold over you Venom like ice, you feel alright, until I plunge my syringe in you I am your panic attack You feel the breeze, you feel the weeds, you see the people and they're suffocating you You fake a call, pack up real quick, you're stuck back to the same old shtick You're in your house, no one's around, there's a demon needed let out I'm in your skin, I'm in your veins, I color you like Van Gogh swirling paint
5.
FMX 03:22
She's changed religions for the third time this week I pierced my tongue I pierced my nose, now I pierce my teeth Anther baby being born to an unfit mother who claims she's struggling to get by She's too sedated blames it on the ADD but got no real will to survive You got another poet regurgitating Claiming that his work is groundbreaking When there's nothing real, there's no need to feel And when nothing's true, there's nothing you can do I don't want to be grouped with the masses Don't separate me don't put me in classes Your overrated and your image is through the roof You're suffocating in this narcissistic form of you (point of view) And I know you think that you're always right So I let you pass and I'll let you walk by But I'm sick of letting you talk and biting my tongue I'm sick of rolling over playing dead and acting dumb This world don't need another one like you It needs something creative, something foreign, something new No coffee no donuts and no water talk I don't want to hear your beliefs if you can't back them up All your thoughts and all of your dreams Are just things that you've heard from the TV You're hypnotized by the media of today You don't know how to feel any other way They pump the brands right into your veins They put the thoughts straight into your brain They tell you what to do, where to go, and what to buy They tell you how to feel, how to live, it’s not your life
6.
Seagulls 02:53
Hand fishing in the deepest sea Stringed lights on a canopy Trying to listen to the Seagulls sing Birdseye view of every thing Every boy and every girl Where the sun kisses the earth Everybody's swinging around Everybody's getting down Coated fingers and a tropic tan Sleeping in beds made out of sand Honeysuckle on the captains tree You and me on that purple beach Every boy and every girl Where the sun kisses the earth Everybody's swinging around Everybody's getting down Every day and every night Every second of your life Every drink in every cup Spend your nights listening to Add it Up
7.
Champion 03:23
Silly songs are silly but some songs are too intense I've been writing heavy who was my influence Tell me how you're feeling, tell me how do you do Tell me how you're feeling, tell me a little more about you Why are you dressed up, who are you trying to impress Do you feel better or is it crippling stress How can you sit at the park for hours on end Who are you waiting for, your imaginary friend Tell me how you're feeling, tell me how do you do Tell me how you're feeling, tell me a little more about you Are you full on psycho or just that selfish I’m a pawn in your game that I don't intend to finish Are you trying to stack your lies, how is your defense Do you stand upon a pile of your beaten betrayed friends Are you the hero in every story, through every single lens Are you a one track mind, are you perfect, am I pretend Silly songs are silly but some songs are too intense I've been writing heavy who was my influence
8.
Caught in a whirlwind And the red lights hiss The speaker sounds loudly I'm focused on your lips I want to fly high like you I'm caught in a dream More like a nightmare Where I try to impress you But I'm not getting there I want to fly high like you So your taking a drink You cough at the smoke The party is over But we don't go I want to fly high with you I say I love you but I don't know you say you loathe me but you don't know and we don't know and it don't make sense we want to perfect without taking risks well that's my age entitlement I want to exceed with out work being spent and if everyone is special then what's average if you're exceptional then I'd rather be average So you're taking a drink And you're smoking a smoke And you never worry Cuz that's the way life goes
9.
Goldeneye 02:25
10.
Ester Park 04:31
What do you suppose he's running from Where do you think he's gonna go I'm sitting on a bench out here in Esther park Watching the trees leaves begin to blow How do you confront a suitor How do you talk a woman right out of her clothes Is a virgin perfect because she's seen as pure Or is a whore more beautiful because she's been there And how do I live without you around Aimlessly wander through this vacant town How do I see better days ahead When you haunt me like the living dead Standing there in the bedroom door My sheets a mess my clothes strung across the floor Holding the pillbox you gave to me Filled with a letter and our once cherished memories And how do I live without you around Aimlessly wander through this vacant town How do I see better days ahead When you haunt me like the living dead Spent my last 50 bucks at the whorehouse Felt better going in than I did coming out The same sad ritual awaits my night again I hope I'm different when I wake up in the morning

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Recorded over the summer of 2017 in bedrooms, basements, and garages throughout Indianapolis.

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released March 23, 2018

All songs written, recorded, and preformed by Painted Trends.

Alex Beckman: Vocals, Guitar, Organ
Jake Kelly: Bass
Reid Markus: Drums

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