"there used to be a marching band in your legs, now there's broken drum sticks in your feet"

I compared myself to guilded lillies, reflections in a urinal/
lately I sympathize and pen fast verses for their lives/
in school you looked regal with your nose north of common/
in four years, we became the same/

There used to be a marching band in your legs, now there's broken drum sticks in your feet.

Two birds, one worm, where did we divide/
I'm a witness to the line/
like a stain on the shore where the level was/
I'm marked by the cast of sewage/

I blame me/
for my short sight/
we could've changed/
but it's easier to stare/

Seven inch songs

"Booking Hell"

"Joseph Maxwell Saved My Band"

"There used to be a marching band in your legs, now there's broken drumsticks in your feet"

"All my friends are creeps and liars(except you)"

Two of these songs are going on the split seven inch, two will be digital extras. I don't know which will be on the vinyl, we're going to wait to chose after we record.


Charles H.
LFT

living with snake handlers

Sometimes I'm afraid that the years we've spent living in an area overpopulated with a zealous religious population has corrupted us. I just feel dumb sometimes. Does slow lives breed ignorance?

"joseph" seven inch song.

We're writing this note for you and all your friends.
I never impressed mine outside of poisen consumption.
So now we have you, people who like who we are.
You have us too, we're your new instrument.

you saved us from an empty gas tank(die ohio), you kept us positive(die ohio), we drove all night(die ohio), we're blessed by open ears(die ohio)

fun times in the midwest pt. 1

So we started out on a tour not knowing if it was going to be three days or four days. We finally heard back from our friend that he was setting up a basment show for sure in Kansas city so it turned into four days. When we got to KC, I Call Fives asked us if we wanted to finish out there dates because team goldie had dropped off. We said yes because we're hungry to play new spots and so we went. Our three day run had turned into a nine day tour. So we hit up des moines, iowa on the first date. I think we were downtown, not completely sure, but the traffic was heavy and so was the ice and snow on the roads. It was crazy driving there because everything slowly turned whiten including the sky. I really like cold weather but this shit is rediculous. More updates soon.

fun knee guy

I wear crappy clothes, I never get to go to shows, all my time and money is put into LFT while the other members have fun and wait for me to do everything. I just hate being the workhorse, but some how still being the bad guy? lets use a metaphor,


lets say someone's living with a guy for free, the guy says, "hey man, you can eat what you want and drink what you want, stay as long as you like, but I have to be in bed by ten cause i have to work to pay for your food, drink, and apartment." well, a few months go by and then the guest starts staying up at all hours of the night, starts putting in furniture he wants, spends money on shit he wants but doesn't help pay for anything, and on top of those things, bitches to the guy paying for things and taking care of things because he's not considerate of his opinions and disrespect. what do you think should happen in this situation? anyone?

all my friends are liars and creeps(except for you)

I'll plagiarize you
cause you've written what works
I'll put a leash on your tongue
so I can feel important when I speak
We can pretend to laugh till we get what we need
We can push off a smile till our nausea peaks

I'll kill everyone you know
so our town can forget you
I'll pencil you in the linear notes
gravestones wasted in our fans bedrooms
We can pretend to laugh till we get what we need
We can push off a smile till our nausea peaks

I will never write anything as well as you've written me
it's weird growing up knowing there's nowhere you won't go

cruel moon beams keeping my back cool
tell me when my peers whisper deceit