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guns, germs, and feels

by The Business End

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1.
Burn Down 02:52
I tried to light the darkness, like I was someone good A subtle spark to ignite a flame to burn where I once stood Could I be clever, could I be something better, would I be understood? A will like a feather, another wasted endeavour, a torch made of match worthy wood... To burn down Allow me to patronize you, may all your dreams come true Cause there ain't nothing like a broken man to help see your hope through FUCK YOU! I'm entertainment, I'm a form of restraint against all that I hold true A mirror to the broken hearted, that's bullshit, just broken like you And I'm rotten to the core Proliferation But I won't stand and spread the spore I'll stand up and burn down Within the darkness a pale spot The fading light of a dead clone You're withered, beaten The last remnant to burn out Freak for life, freak for life and all that comes with To burn down
2.
Shoot 02:52
Hey, man of steel, I know exactly where you're going Hey, man of frailty, the easy road is showing So smoke 'em if you got 'em, bombs away, turn out the lights I'd trade your trophies for a life lost to suicide Is it all too real where this is going? Your emptiness is showing. Again. Domestic protectors and vigilante types Aficionados and those who love their rights Curiosity and innocence are drawn to your oversights Another sacrifice to dogmatic hypocrites Is it all too real where this is going? Your emptiness is showing. Again. Where did you learn to shoot like you're forgiven, anyway? Like you're forgiven, anyway? Plenty of sacrificial lambs for you to count until the cows come home Now, is it all too real where this is going? Your emptiness is showing. Again. Where did you learn to shoot like you're forgiven, anyway? You ain't forgiven, anyway
3.
Exhausted 01:54
I get so exhausted anyway I can No one sees through it or understands But soon you'll find out it's great And deal it back in spades Then we'll do it all over again Nobody's perfect You might feel impending doom upon you That's me leaning towards you And it feels the closer I get, the more intense the feeling of doubt surrounds you Until your whole world turns grey And you deal it back in spades And we do it all over again Nobody's perfect So go join the rest, create the trends that yield short ends Stay motionless, fail history's tests and fold your hands Because it's all a shot in the dark but Simon says the fun will never end It all depends, it all depends, it all de... Ooh your quality of life, you'll find out it's tainted in time Ever so inviting, ain't it exciting to do it all over again? Nobody's perfect So go join the rest, create the trends that yield short ends Stay motionless, fail history's tests and fold your hands Because it's all a shot in the dark but Simon says the fun will never end It all depends, it all depends, it all de...
4.
... an excuse to breed Hate: Oftentimes a byproduct of Faith: the password used at pearly gates One side in, one out There's no use in separating, the tides of change are undulating We are all the same No lines, just binds The same One kind, colorblind Welcome to The Paradox of Two I am me, you are you In this world there is no safety, find salvation but don't be lazy No progress without change There ain't no reason we can't bring about Fictional utopias you read about A perfect place is no place, if you choose The separation that perpetuates our situation comes when you equate your own beliefs to absolutes It's so right to be wrong When everything is so construed Are life tools, golden rules Only realized when they serve you? Or can we chalk it up to... Pride: an excuse to breed Hate: oftentimes the byproduct of Faith: the password used at pearly gates One side in, one out
5.
He did what?!? Oh sh*t, well that's what you get Don't say I didn't warn you Cuz I f*ckin warned you Who you gonna believe, My idiot brother or me? Fell outta sight of the tree My idiot brother What can I say? Still love him anyway That being said... He's a bit of a f*cking idiot Who you gonna believe, My idiot brother or me? Fell outta sight of the tree My idiot brother and me Who you gonna believe, My idiot brother or me? Fell outta sight of that tree My idiot brother! Idiot.
6.
Troll 04:40
Posting this thought I googled beforehand Now I'm proclaiming I'm a righteous man It's great and if you think you wanna join the debate You'd better have your websites straight My indignations got me on the brink of new wave prophet, I don't have to think, just type And if what loads up on that screen looks right That logic's all air tight My girl's old man called me illiterate, said something 'bout rhetoric What's that? I had to leave and look it up on my phone Can't fight these battles alone Hundreds of followers and more retweets What more validation could I ever need? YOLO! GFY, FFS, #NEXT! My whole world's at my fingertips! Don't snope my google, brah, I'll ask.com. The answers I get there are never wrong You don't wanna tangle me in my comment thread I got bookmarks to put you to bed In my head I'm the chosen one! The latest survey said I'm more like Cheech than Chong That's cool, he's the brains of the group Got hella likes, to boot. A disagreement means I'll tag some friends Let popularity pay dividends A cacophony of unrepentant, mindless tripe Brought to you live via Skype Check my selfie selection on Instagram It's part soft porn, part histogram Man's a social animal and I'm the proof! God forgives necessity and I need you! Don't snope my google, brah, I'll ask.com. The answers I get there are never wrong Hold my hand if you're asking me to use my brain I may pass out from the strain Can't form an answer, yet can do no wrong Thank God for critical-thought.com, hold my hand (Ah, my fucking head!) Emoticon, show me a real emotion, I'm suffering (My head!) I'm not a troll, I set the truth in motion, you'll know my name Don't snope my google, brah, I'll ask.com. The answers I get there are never wrong You don't wanna tangle me in my comment thread I got bookmarks to put you to bed Can't form an answer, yet can do no wrong Thank God for critical-thought.com, hold my hand I'm not a troll, I set the truth in motion, you'll know my name Emoticon, show me a real emotion, I'm suffering Show me all your avatars, emoticons and exemplars Before you log out tonight, you're gonna know my name

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Melodic, thoughtful, angry and humorous; the second offering in as many years from this foursome is another genre bending collection of diverse aural assaults.

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released August 26, 2014

Recorded at the Pus Cavern by Joe Johnston
Mastered at Studio Trilogy by Tyler Crowder
Artwork by Neil and Bret

Mike Ward: Vox, Guitar
Bret Fontaine: Vox, Bass
Neil Kelly: Lead guitar
Noah Smith: Drums (Noah isn't in the band anymore, but it's okay, we still love him)

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The Business End are Mike, Bret, Neil, and Trey, and they are coming to get you.

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