Everybody is Getting Paid

by Cavetree

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released September 28, 2013

Hanna Acuzi - Vocals
Eddie Guillen - Guitar, Vocals
Brennan Henry - Guitars, Shouting
Trent Pierson - Bass, Screaming
Matt Mercado - Drums
Tonio Simonetta - Keys


Recorded at Victorian Recordings September 2013
Mixed and Mastered by John Holliday

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Track Name: (Ziplining) Bunnies (to Heaven)
Free Your mind and soul
Don't let go.

Flesh in my flesh.
Bone in my bone.
One day put to rest.
My soul is not alone. (x2)

No, You're not alone.
Know You're not alone.
No, You're not alone.
Know, You're not alone.
Just know, You're not alone.
No, no, You're not alone.
Know You're not alone.
Track Name: Blood for Gas Money
Feed Your mind.
Don't force control.
Leave it all behind.
Feed Your soul.
Track Name: We Have a Pill
Wake up to find,
There's nothing for You here
It's just the way they are
The way they treat themselves
The way they treat themselves.

I heard them say,
"Let's take down everything
For an open road,
Endless American road,
Endless American growth."
Track Name: Interlude
Sitting in a pool of blue
Not sure what to do.

I grow tired and scared
of being ever unprepared
and I have mentally repaired my mind
every time.

Sitting in a pool of blue,
Not sure what to do.

Hold me unfaithful arms of humanity,
eventually,
equalize the equity
and free the embrace of me,
follow the divine destiny,
and hopefully i will achieve the worldly values that come upon us
can never be upon us
can never be tangible they reap on us
never turn your back on them
for them we can't trust and I will abide

Sitting in a pool of blue,
Not sure what to do.
Track Name: Slowly Forming
Slowly forming,
Where we've come to be,
And it's dawning to changed society,
It is faded,
a culture once so clear,
Unfaithful leaders that we have to run us.
There is nothing that we can get back
From those who control.


Nothing we can get back (x2)

Unfaithful leaders that we have to run us
From those who
There is nothing that we can get back
From those who


If we try,
we can be a
we can be a
we can be a we
can be a
If we try,
we can be a we
can be a we
can be a we
can be a
Track Name: Sad Boys from the Midwest
I spent the last few years
Playing mind games with myself through fears
That this is nothing but a place where dreams go to die
Always wondering whether or not I'm alive

And after every item sold I get to wonder, just when the fun gets old.
I consume and consume, yet still feel empty.

My stomach is the brick wall I talk to,
The same wall my eyes are glued to.
My mind runs circles around my neck,
Creating nooses for the purpose of preparing myself for death.

When will I ever get out of this house
When will I ever get out of this place
When will I ever get out of this house
When will I forget familiar faces places faces places faces

You told me I was all,
But now I can't even leave this house.
I'm just a blank canvas all planned out
I'm just a blank canvas all planned out.

Ghost of those that once thought they were the best,
Their epitaphs read, "Sad boys from the Midwest." (xTheAmountofTimesNecessary)