Whatevermind

by Rational Anthem

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    2013 full-length "Whatevermind"
    Split-released by Bloated Kat, Rad Girlfriend, Kiss of Death, and John Wilkes Booth Records.

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1.
NINailed It 03:07
running out of gas out of depressing things to say what am i supposed to do when every day still feels the same? though I know I'm not alone in fucking up foggy memories still make the deepest cut would it be just the same if I sunk in to a couch? the screen eats my brain, tapes up my fucking mouth despite the aching to turn the hands of time I stare at the floor, stand in crowds so I can hide just peel myself off the ground and pour a glass of help inching further and further forward, stash these feelings on a shelf plans they fall apart, forfeit through false starts replacing missing parts I'm always waiting my minds doing laps, the faults flood through my head try to let go of explanations left unsaid leave the guilt to smolder in a cloud of dust keep on moving so this pipe dream doesn't bust a little bit of light sometimes shines right through the cracks lights a spark under my ass, ill wipe these footprints off my back what would it take for these mistakes just do die? a bed i make for my own sake just to by some time
2.
Darnit 02:06
wake up 8 hours await me when I take off fight traffic to my shitty job wore out my feet hit the pavement till they give out count it in cuz it never ends make my way home check mail unexpected bills no exit crack a smile but the truth in my eyes reflects I can close my ears and plug my ears it wont help ill fuck this up again so laugh it off I can curse and spite the day try to daydream and drift away it doesn't really matter im still fucked when tomorrow keeps showing up tomorrow keeps showin up and the next day and the next day...
3.
No more options can't hit restart as I talk to myself in the dark wheels spinning repeated broken down and defeated again and again don't know where intrusive worries began see myself diving out of the van breaks ripped out noelle screams another fucked up day dream again and again a headache still breathing wish I was in bed sleeping stone eyed still breathing another fucked up weekend and I know these first world complaints are just a waste of time but I keep dragging baggage filled with nickels and dimes (its the last time) if I could quit counting mistakes may id get some piece of mind (but in the mean time) the more I seem to look the harder it becomes to find maybe itll work itself out burn up these burdens stop living with doubt chalk it up to a phase let these feelings decay keep on bitching and moaning for now
4.
lost track of the months, don't know where my days end and begin the seasons change, a cluttered mind doesn't seem to comprehend another circus act, consumed with what i lack my brain goes in to a tail spin so I... hit the lights, kiss the floor fall apart, wind up at my front door fall down, fall in love wake up go to work again sleepless nights feeling like I'm being pinned a hypothetical situation I'll never wind up in a stack of worried reminisces, just amplify apprehensions so I... I always seem to forget what brings me down again and again and again and again...
5.
cornered by careless questions hows the day to day? Do you still have the same job how much are you getting paid? Someone might have told me you were moving out next may to abandon shallow friendships that root you in this place yeah im packing up my fears and putting them in boxes counting up mistakes and weighing out my options and it doesnt seem far fetched that theres life outside this coast where the street signs arent the same and friends dont look like ghost well I guess you seem happy at least thats what you sell eyes glazed through a shot glass reciting that story you tell I remember you declaring you were moving to the hills to escape all these downtowns and voids you cannot fill its a shame we have to lie exchanging more excuses compensate for one another this drunken banters useless and I know it isnt right but ill join in the game leaving self respect at the door cuz I know youll do the same octobers past and the leaves go dry bending backwards trying to find my spine where the hell did another year go? Running ragged running out of time still standing in a fucking line a burnt out memory of who used to be its not me passing out waking up peel my eyelids back to self destruct
6.
more free advice ive heard it all before the lights burnt out as I close the door and bolt the lock a condescending smirk from a worn out collared shirt talkin lots of nonsense about how you got it figured and I dont even know your name but your fucking up my day your fucking up my day spare the bullshit and let me be I need some fresh air so I can finally breathe so you got the answers let me get this straight ill humor your lies even try to relate just for fun another cliché phrase you use to get through the days does keeping strangers please put your mind at ease? I can finally breathe I can finally breathe
7.
these late nights always end up the same forget why I try forget why I came wish youd leave space for me to sleep on this couch kissed you good night but youre already passed sit on this porch till the lights go out ride home alone but my doubt staring down ugly dead end roads im bent out of shape and the liquor stores closed lost night on 717 orange avenue id wait here all night if you asked me to bottoms up right now cuz ive got too much to lose asked you a question and I hope you told me the truth youre so nice when you drink to let me think I had a chance in hell I bend over backwards not to make things awkward and end up fucking myself
8.
Shameover 02:05
staring out the window in hopes for a better view the ugly truth behind the jokes have come unglued the rights words elude my mind and cant travel to my lips if I strung them all together would you even give a shit? Still days left in this van this highways at a dead end replaying events leaves me lost inside my head self medicate to pass the time its all that I can do scratch these words on a piece of paper and start from somewhere new a phone call shakes me awake and the voice on the other end reminds me of a mistake im so sorry wont do the trick the feeling in my gut makes me so fucking sick talkin to myself again trying to make sense of this rut my heads in and the morning is so far away when my thoughts leave me wide awake its gotta change
9.
I know shes the one shows up at my doorstep drunk I think im in love she wants to hangout and talk about records all day I tell her my problems she tells me im lame cuz shed rather stay at home all night leave the bar life for the hopefuls and keep me by her side but the only problem is...she exists in my head shes on my mind but shes not real how will my friends feel about the girlfriend in my head? And its so great she love LH and The Muffs I tell her I dont care she always calls my bluff cuz I know that shes jaded like the rest when I say im an asshole she says typical t best
10.
a sigh of relief the summer is coming nomadic release still searching for something from everything that keeps me tied down these telephone lines and routines that ive found learn how to cope with a song and a smoke a strange occurrence my heads filled with hope it doesnt take much to feel alive again wasted ambition and time well spent burn up the days on scolding concrete if the engine is running we dont need to sleep a high now im coming down pull of this exit heading back in to town our bodies worn bagged eyelids expose it keeps me sane but just for a moment turn back the clock recollecting my thoughts of late nights spent in damp parking lots
11.
25 years 02:02
upside of down trippin over your feet and the bruises on your self esteem feel like swimming in concrete mediocritys an ailment you cannot keep at bay and cringing at your fucking ups makes you sleep right through the day you gotta throw it away you can drive yourself up a wall by picking at the scabs your mind flys off a fucking cliff at the thought of more demands uncertainty clouds the air and all you see is smoke its that voice inside your head saying your lifes a fucking joke 25 years spent burning the candle at both ends but you know some nights it bares a desperate glowing light that makes us all give in
12.
talking in your sleep it dont mean nothing im wide away to keep this moment from slipping alarms about to screech and im not ready to let go and I just wanna hear you say tonight you just wanna be with me and quit the arguing and bullshitting change our routines consistency and I just wanna know youll stay tonight not walk away from me im sorry for being an asshole I just dont get it whatever I said lets just forget it tonight

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Second full-length album.

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released June 5, 2013

Recorded by Matt Finch at Black Bear Studios in Gainesville, FL in February 2013.
Released by Rad Girlfriend, Kiss of Death, John WIlkes Booth, and Bloated Kat Records.
Art by Bill Pinkel.
Liner notes by Sammy thrashLife.

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Rational Anthem Iowa City, Iowa

Pop Punk born in Florida, Midwest living.

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