Split N' Shit

by Iron Chic

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Split N' Shit: Songs from our Euro tour releases available in a digital bundle. Cool. Available on 7" vinyl / CD from Dead Broke Rekerds.

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released 26 April 2011

Recorded by Phil Douglas. Iron Chic 2011. Records available from All In Vinyl & Yo Yo Records.

(www.allinvinyl.com)
(www.yoyorecords.de)

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Track Name: Those Heads Are Our Heads
This starts and ends with me
a long dead branch on my family tree
their faith and my faith
just never seemed to mean the same thing

My fondest memory
I scared the devil so bad he sold his soul to me
what's next? what's left?
what can you do besides die a slow death

You try and you make it work
it's not real if it doesn't hurt
you wanna drown but you're still breathing
try to bite but you're only teething
don't over think it
we got a ship and the means to sink it

I've got a choice to make
almost every second that I'm awake
that may be the reason
that I'd rather be sleeping

You try and you make it work
It's not real if it doesn't hurt
you wanna drown but you're still breathing
try to bite but you're only teething
don't over think it
we got a ship and the means to sink it

I'm sick of hearing that i'm a victim
that not the cure it's a fucking symptom
try not to jinx it
a sinking ship and the means to fix it
Track Name: Climate Is What We Expect, Weather Is What We Get.
We're held together by diametric forces
you and i we're just walking corpses
I'm tired of living
so let's be dead together
i've been through hell with out you
i don't believe in heaven
we don't understand
because it's understated
we try so hard but it's complicated
we try so hard
we try so hard
we try so hard
just to communicate it
Track Name: Langoliers
Here's my epiphany:
theres things i'll never know
my life's a glass full of unanswered questions
I broke it long ago

What i'm trying to say is
I couldn't really give a fuck

I don't know what to say
I probably never will
bad with names, better with faces
I was half dead when we met in the first place

What i'm trying to say...

Is that seconds fell like centuries
and every breath shaves years off me
stars are formed and lives are led
in the space between the words you said
and I can't hear them
I don't hear a thing

Seconds feel like centuries
there's light years between you and me
I re-live all my mistakes
in the space between each breath you take
it's pretty clear
I haven't learned a thing