Feed Me Poison

by OhBree

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released March 11, 2016

Andrew Scott - Keys/Vocals/Bass
Adam Laub - Drums
Bob Iacono - Trumpet
Tyler Mack - Guitar/Trombone/Bass
Kyle Press - Bari Saxophone
Lucas Kosinski - Guitar
Connor Przybyszewski - Trombone

Production/Engineering - Adam Laub
Mastering - Bob Iacono
Album Art - Kate Otte

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Track Name: Manfish
One bite won't kill the killer
But it sends a message
One sniff can't kid a kidder
But you'll learn a lesson
One prick won't bleed you dry
But he can be a real thorn in your fucking side
One kick won't make you cry
In the moment
but maybe later

Hey Manfish you're barely even there
I can see your cookie crumble and it's harder and harder to care
My poor fins are falling off like your hair
And I can't swim down to the sweepings
But dogfish wants none of it now
He needs all of it somehow

One step to go outside
But you can't commit
One click to change the channel
When you're sick of dog shit
One slip to blow your fucking brains out on the floor
To use a metaphor
One tear won't make a difference
when you're in the water

Hey Manfish you're fading in and out
I can see your chickens hatching and there’s not very many to count
My poor fins are falling off like your hair
But I still swim down to the sweepings
Cuz dogfish wants none of it now
He needs all of it somehow
Track Name: C'est La Vie
Well I can tell you'd make a cannon of a guy
So put the pistol away
Your big old blow up only bores me at best
But your buzzing brightens my day

You make a face like someone asked you about your day
And you don't know where to start

So feed me poison make me feel like I could fight
An army in Ancient Greece
And give me boxing gloves and tell me that my armchair
Is a fucking theif

I'll make a face like someone asked me about my week
And I don't remember a thing
C'est la vie
Track Name: (Does Your) Ghost (Haunt the Place You Die In, or Does it Go Home?)
Oh if there's one thing in life you can be sure of
It's that you will certainly die and so will everyone you love
Take the time to ask important stuff
Like have I done and have I dared
And don't forget this one right here

Does your ghost haunt the land where you took your last stand?
Does your soul patrol the shop where your heart went and stopped?
Does your specter haunt the sector where you gave your last lecture?
Or does it go back home?

Well my body won't sleep and my mouth won't eat
Cuz I have too much to think about and so much more to see
Hey Mr. Postman could you take a seat?
I have a very funny question shut your fucking mouth and listen to me

Does your ghost haunt the land where you took your last stand
Does your soul patrol the shop where your heart went and stopped
Does your essence have a presence where you learned your last lesson
Or does it go back home?
Track Name: Moon
Bury me in the hall
And visit me all year long
Squeeze my head till blood explodes from both my ears
And I'd still hear your song

If I could melt my body down
I'd use it to finish your carousel

And if I was a man on the moon of a planet
And I was completely alone
The same sun would rise
That shatters my bones
And calls me home

Last year I lost my mind
But you kept it till I wanted it back
Strange how my hands feel incomplete
When they only thing they feel is themselves
And themselves feel cracked

If I could melt my body down
I'd use it to finish your carousel

And if I was a man on the moon of a planet
And I was completely alone
The same sun would rise
That shatters my bones
And catches your eyes
Which turn me to stone

And I'm paralyzed
Catatonicized