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    An aural illustration of the feelings that ruin and separate me, the places those feelings have taken me, and finally some resolution. The album cover and casing represent the bags of heroin I used to hide behind and escape reality. I'm not some proud advocate for drug use, but rather a person who's lived on the opposing side of "normalcy" and lived to talk about it. I'm an advocate for awareness instead of sheltering, and I'm working on the issues that lead to the drugs by writing about them instead of acting on them.

    I accept that some might take it all for face value and call it a bunch of songs about shooting dope and being a true piece of shit, but I won't write happy songs for happy people to indulge in how happy they already are. I will continue to write fucking miserable songs, about how ugly we can be when we can't get out of our own way, for the people like myself who just need something to relate to.

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lyrics

I remember seventeen at Kite House
I was always the death of the party
I took pride in the length of my nights
And how no matter what we had they knew I'd still drive

Compare myself to saints and hang my head in shame
You read all those books for that strong brain
I sought heart as I compared us apart
And watched kite turn card

I keep trying
My best to disappear
At least when I shot heroin
I could be in my head
Anywhere but here

It's been such a long life
In such a short time
I've tried on all your gods
But I still can't find mine

We were old souls in young men
All for selves and none for friends
We are all souls
Dancing human
Lost between our wants and needs
Living high above our means
Then home alone without esteem

Now everyone's full grown
Now everyone's gone home
Now everyone's got work tomorrow
There's no more drugs and I'm alone

And I remember next morning nights
And all the shame and front lawn fights
And I remember sitting all alone
By Stella Maze on the porch of the house of kites

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from Jacob's Ladder, released November 6, 2015
Produced by John Naclerio @Nada Recording New Windsor, NY

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