Bogus

by Mouthbreather

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Drums and guitar recorded at Mouthbreather Manor in Parkrose, Portland, Oregon.

Vocals recorded in a closet at Kevin's house.

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released May 7, 2014

Guitar and vocals by Leo Robert Brill
Drums and yelling by Joey Todd Burnah Jr.

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Saint Kevin Carafa (kevincarafa.com)

Album art by Jenny Curtis: (www.saltydogsdayoff.com)

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Mouthbreather Portland, Oregon

Mouthbreather is the two-piece that rocks harder than you. Throughout their 6 years of existence, the band has stayed true to their commitment to progressive song structures, shifting abruptly between serenely melodic segments and angular, dissonant guitar work. The band has worked hard to fully realize the potential of the two-piece and crafting emotionally heavy music. ... more

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Track Name: Free Won't
All too content with nothing
Get off the couch and find your truth
But if I crush something lovely
I will regret ever having moved
We never lived in a garden
It was a dumpster the whole time
Stupid and mean
I tread through this life so carelessly
Squished under feet
All the friendly bugs that I could meet
But every one is so goddamn discreet
Puke up the fruit
Promptly wake up in a business suit
But still not knowing what I have to do
Put your forked tongue back into your mouth
I am well prepared for selling out
You said free will was a sunny day
It feels much more like an iron cage
Can't trust God, can't trust the snake
Can't trust myself with my own fate
So here I sit awaiting guests
Here to distract me from my questions
Track Name: Where's My Government?
In dreams I punch your face in till it's not a face at all
And the calf sucked ever deeper into the lion's hungry maw
I wonder where it is these silly thoughts are coming from
Don't know you personally but I'd like to squish you with my thumb
I find that I must ask again who'd watch them watching us?
I'm sick and who will tend to me when I puke out my little lungs?
Where's the government?
At home with its milk and cookies
Fuck paying the rent
I'll stay home and play some hooky
Were you aware you made a big mistake
When you skipped work today?
And I know it's easy to reach an impasse
When your head's so far up your ass
Now that we have all of you gathered here
Let's agree to disagree
Track Name: Modern Life
Where's the fucking riots?
Where's the fucking riots?
Kettle starts to scream
Might have seen some steam
Maybe we decided
We don't really buy it
Only in my pretty little dreams
There's much to celebrate!
Isn't modern life just great?
I always stay informed
Keeping up with my team's scores
Underneath the bridge
Homeless people live
Human caterpillars
Huddled up winter
Till they do arise as wingless butterflies
Modern life is right for me
There's still so many things to see
Why should I rise up?
I've got an overflowing cup
American't be bothered
American't be saved
Land of the feeble
Home of the lame
Track Name: Third Person
*guitar and drums intensify*
Track Name: Little Buggies
I'm sorry I must have missed what you just said
With knowledge in my pocket, need nothing in my head
Eyes on more important things
Focus on important things
You've gotta learn this lesson if you're gonna be well
You can still be empty if you're full of yourself
But nobody's gonna teach me shit
Nobody's gonna teach me shit
Something in the water is making us sick
Or maybe it's because we're not able to pick
Between being happy and
Living in a made-up land
Gotta learn this lesson if you're gonna excel
You can still be shallow while you drown in the well
Little buggies caught in web
Spider comes you're dead dead dead
Mummified in cable wire
Reached the end of your free trial
Little fishies caught in net
Pulled up by men you're dead dead dead
Packed in cans and stacked up on shelves
Are we in purgatory or in hell?
Fingers pinned to keypads and eyes glued onto screens
Learning your emoticons before you can speak
You are just the same as me--
Face lit up by LCD
Track Name: Too Big To Fail
That ship set sail
Too big to fail
I saw a face in amassing clouds
And over the water disturbing sounds
Go below deck
Where there's music
Where there is soft light to keep you calm
You don't realize when you start to hum along
What I am trying to say is
Nobody actually listens
If you had you just might have heard
Hull on iceberg
But maybe we just shouldn't bother now
It goes so deep underneath the water
I'm so sick of trying to pull the teeth out
How quickly they rot on food for thought
In line to be saved they just gave me some bread
In line for the circus they just put me to bed
We sleep now like little babies
Uneven snoring does betray me
Now they know that I have awakened
No more time to be complacent
We sleep now like little angels
Rocking slowly in little cradles
Jolt awake now it is time to bail
This ship is too big to fail
Track Name: Second Sucker
Feelings fading fast
Faced the question at hand
What's the matter man
Don't remember the plan?
Said a lot of shit
The most substantial thing
That came out from my mouth
Was all the spit that flew out
I am vapor now
Floating out into space
When you look at me
Do you see your own face?
I reflect exactly what you want to see
Like the mirror that you always wanted me to be
Despondent and detached
Unable to relax
Agitated state
Lines form on my face
I couldn't find a shoebox big enough for you
So instead I found a furnace that would do
I'm a boring boy
You're a serious girl
It's a humorless job
Separating your worlds
I'll stop writing about it pretty soon I hope
I appreciate the chance to totally unload
So come on home to your second sucker
Dupe another motherfucker
Without care and without qualm
Your gilded hand outstretched for alms
Come on by for your consolation
Feeding you my desperation
Without feeling much at all
Except for timid meek and small
Track Name: Agoraphobe
You peeked through the curtain and you did not like it
you saw what your future had in store
Someone that you know
was going to the show
they couldn't make it though
Peer out over empty space
Not a single friendly face
I wasn't sure which mask I had to wear
But everything's funny on a cosmic scale
Humble hovel rotting underneath
Involuntarily drinking mushroom tea
One day I cautiously opened my eyes
After living unconsciously a length of time
That new fear I gave myself kept me in my home
Self-imposed agoraphobe needs to be alone
Am I brimming? It's hard to really tell
I only ever speak when I'm under magic spell
Track Name: Flake
I am more unstable than I seem
So I'm self-imposing quarantine
Yes I'm a rotted beam that looks pristine
Till we all fall through till we all fall through
I don't want to be your friend at all
I'd never say this shit to your face
Because it's much safer to shout it from a stage
My head is dangerous when I am bored
I don't want to dwell on it anymore
Thinking's such a heavy chore
Never knowing what's in store
I could never talk about this stuff
Unless I had a band backing me up
Furfuraceous friends
Flaking off my head
Scratch that thought,
I'd rather not
Such sweet relief
Cleared up my week
Now I can breathe
And catch up on sleep
Track Name: Pearl
Is that really your face?
Like some silicone stretched so tightly over a skull
It's hard to relate
When you're stuck inside an oyster
Polishing yourself
Would you look me in the eyeballs?
Would you ask me how I am?
You're a special kind of gemstone
But you only freak me out
Track Name: Something Sugary
You want something sinister?
You can be sure we will deliver that
Hate mail for your minister?
I'm not too sure you'll be able to live with that
While I'm up here in front of you
All things I say come from a higher place
So I've got a message from the holy ghost
"Dress all in black and leave home at midnight
Burn all your friends alive
They're sleeping soundly in their beds"
At least I think that's what he said
You want something sugary?
Just bite your lip and out comes the syrup
But for only a nominal fee
You could be tasting something even sweeter
Cut from template
And color it inside the lines with nonthreatening tones
Or find yourself alone
Making sense of what you did
We can't hang this on the fridge
It's not for you, so go away
Maybe this is what I crave
To have you fuckers under sway
Do you get it, do you get it yet?
Do you even get it yet?