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Orchard Cycles

by Orchard Cycles

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Cigarettes Are Cool, Like Snakes 04:42
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After all these years of being followed by ghosts I’ve learned to hide my scars But some cut deeper than I could ever see And the ghosts still visit my sleep Anxiety hits like the sting of bloody knuckles You know it’s coming but you swung first Now you’re standing in awe at a party, or a bar, or a mirror torn to pieces A reflection in your hands When I look into the mirror I see a child screaming But I swung first Tell me what it is you think you see I hope to all that it’s not me Bruised bodies bleeding from birth Screaming across the roof tar at nameless husks Spitting out my emotions in the dirt Insecurity covers my shoulders like your warmth once did All that’s left are demons I thought we killed Emptiness hits like a bullies words tossed out in passing The thorns embedded in your skin Now what we have is a seed buried, planted, and growing deeper We’ve got water in our hands When I look into your face I see my own screaming Keep staring and I’ll get lost Tell me what it is you think you see I hope to all that it’s not me Bruised bodies bleeding to death
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Stops, Stop 01:48
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What I’d like to mention Is your resolve To ill-mannered inspection He’s hood and all alone Ten years from your life and You’re still not done Stop and search Reagan won Ten years gone Doubled cops guns You’ve got to be fucking kidding just because he’s got a hoodie
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Ideological Beatings 02:46
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Your pinhole ideals institutionalize your brothers “thank god for dead soldiers” pose for photos with your posters The worst part of it is, your got these kids Planting seeds in a garden of creepy narrow martyrs A fourth grade student needs to learn about compassion, adding, and science And not what you think is happening to these queers we got dying We got bachelor’s degrees with fucked up rotting heads Twenty five years old and still checking for monsters under the bed WBC Has got nothing on me Your statue is fallen And your god is rotten You got cremated just like my aunts cats And if there’s an end plane I don’t plan to be on that Your life ended like there’s did all declawed and dusty If I’m not going to heaven you’re sure as shit not getting past customs Your beliefs were a building that once cast a shadow They set fire to your body so your god wouldn’t have to We killed the king let’s make meals of the pawns Fred Phelps got burnt to shit, I’ll still find a grave to dance one I’ll still find a grave I’ll still find a way
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Robbing Banks(y) 02:01
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Poetry written in blood cannot be outdone by your cookie cutter prose Save your breath for the lemmings who can't wait to compare theirs to yours Slap me on your easel doll, show me off, I'm yours Kitten, I'm smitten, for all the time I think you've put it If I have to see one more piece of attention art I'm gonna shoot myself right in the throat You won't notice till the pools make your installation float Charcoal your eyes bring up the price Market value doesn't atone for the shit you don't give All the good fascists sell out
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Winthrop Football 01:44
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Bronze is the prize when you settle for crumbs Run like Owens baby change their minds Creativity without a consciousness Content with only hits for a wishlist Those pictures of the homeless are a nice expose Tell me did they come to see your display No, they would have seen the hors d'oeuvres your tossed out They aren't on the streets to fill up our walls So tell me whats the bigger cliche That I'm pissed or that you don't give a shit I'll take the ladder I'll take the ladder I'll take the ladder But you won't think it matters Nothing matters I'm a hypocrite Art exists, but not this I guess I don't get it I guess I don't get it IguessIdon'tgetit
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Paws 02:30
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You miserable sack of shit, how dare you touch their graduating class Didn’t anyone teach you to keep your hands to yourself? Were the thoughts always there? Were they always there? Was it really all that worth it? Was it really worth the risk? A thirty year difference should let you know that she’s got more life to live But you threw it away and it wasn’t yours to eradicate Your abusive power lay in the walls I used to hate Authority over love, it wasn’t just her you fucked You ruined her life, and ours You ruined her life, fucking end yours Kick me to the curb I’m just a problem dog But one look at your paws And I see who you are The same paws that hugged your wife Were the same paws that passed out midterm grades So I know you’ve got claws Cut your throat, end your life
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Orchard Cycle I 01:49
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The light has gone out of my life Alright Mr. President but you still have your life I've got no room left, for your romantic death Or whatever first world cake you got cut Glamorize death and for what I've got not room left, for your romantic death Lag your feet behind I've got rocks to find Lag your life behind I've got trees to climb I've got rocks I've got trees I've got streams We've got life I've got rocks I've got trees We've got streams We've got life I've got rocks We've got trees We've got streams We've got life We've got rocks We've got trees We've got streams We've got life

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released July 28, 2014

Lex Nordlinger - Drums/Percussion
Charlie Watts - Guitar
Nathan Matthews - Vocals/Percussion

Recorded by Cole Monroe

Album Art - Dylan Bannister

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