Mascara

by The Weaks

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Many people follow outdated traditions and constitutions blindly, making decisions based on what is society has deemed acceptable. Think for yourself, sometimes you have to do what you think is right in your heart versus image.

Chris Baglivo - Guitar,Vocals
Matt "Tank" Bergman - Drums
Evan Bernard - Guitar,Vocals,Cowbell
Jeremy Gecker - Bass

Mixed by Chris Baglivo

Art by Anja Venter

lyrics

I hear a song in the distance
And it reminds me of you
In the dream of your existence
Yeah, it's all coming true
Don't mind the eros in the cold wind
While they're all fucking with you
I guess were blinded by tradition
The elephant in the room
Yeah, it's you

So count me in
For the last time
You'll liquor up my heart
Rain in a summers breeze
And i can't believe it's
So fucking indecent
Presiding over every move i make

Barefoot and hiding in the basement
I found a snail in my shoe
I wasn't mad for any reason
I was just thinking of you
Fuck all our parents for divorces
Oh yeah, our ancestors too
They lose their meaning in the background
And it goes on, and on, and on, and on, and on..

And after all
It's a free world
Alive in tiny spaces in your chest
You're believing in us
When the high road is the best idea yet
It goes on and on
You're moving along
With a piece that just might fit

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released 02 January 2014

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