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Mouthbreather Demo

by Mouthbreather

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1.
Blame is a hard enough game without the time restraints So let's all just drive around the block Cruise our anger off We did everything we could But it wasn't any good Guess we'll all duck under desks Until the end of this whole mess Trains and planes all sit around and wait For steel to rust and paint to flake Patiently awaiting their frozen fate Sitting still on abandoned interstates We did everything we could But it wasn't any good Guess we'll all duck under desks Until the end of this whole mess
2.
Sure As Hell 04:06
Buy a house, make sure to mortgage it Fill the rooms with all your pointless shit Watch tv and eat what's on your plate Go to work and never show up late Your job's on the line Your life's on the line Ask your god at night before you sleep "give me all the answers that I seek" and he says simple son just fill your life with worth Get a decent casket and then shovel in the dirt Your soul's on the line Maggots eat away your eyes So be content in everything you do Invest all the interest you accrue 'Cause when you go your bank statements won't help you reach an Afterlife that sure as hell's a lie Your life's on the line Dad said you have got no time You have got no time
3.
Checking out that library you've got The perfect spot Opening a yellowed paperback you'll say Oh, that old dusty book with it's broken spine the pages highlighted at least ten times The scariest part of it all is the sane person inside of me It's like clawing at a coffin lid You won't say you've never been so bored But it's easy to see Eyes glazed over and rolling free Discontented broken and abhorred But not anymore I'll run so far The scariest part of it all Is the sane person inside of me Like clawing at a coffin lid The loneliest part of it all Is feeling like no one can lie with me Down here in this cushioned box I'm going to claw my way out I'm going to claw my way out I'm going to claw my way out I'm going to claw my way out
4.
High Watt 03:27
Try to picture what's on my mind jittery feet I'm leaving behind a box set of knowledge so shiny and new just a couple payments, only a few back to the town where I started anew what little was mine while I worked all the time to fulfill my laziness dream hollowing wombs in the trunks of big pines to curl up and lie in hollowing wombs in the trunks of big pines to curl up and lie in So imagine what's going on upstairs somebody left a high-watt on in the attic swarms of moths that die off in pairs hitting the bulb until it's in disrepair and when you ask me what I'm doing I tell you what I'm gonna do I'll sit here for a couple hours 90 percent chance of showers I don't have anything better to do today my roommate asked me where I'd been Trying to gather wayward friends, I said 'Cause I don't have anything better to do today Down sidewalks now with fierce direction Towards the phantom business section 'Cause I don't have anything better to do today Will I be able to? Will I be able to? Fulfill my laziness dream
5.
Bestseller 02:47
It's all gonna go where you want it to Just try to beat the system and you'll get through Don't sit when they say 'Cuz a moving target is much harder to hit I can't sit stagnant and gather flies I have got a mantra to memorize go home go home Do whatever the hell you want to do Cut down on the nonsense, cut down Stop feeding me bullshit you clown To what do I owe the simple pleasure Of standing talking about the weather Forever and ever and ever and ever oh Will I die before I finish this level Cut down on the nonsense cut down Stop feeding me bullshit you clown You stand up there so neat With your dress shirt and your podium I stop applauding and take a seat And you make sure to hit your talking points I've never read your book But I hear it's pretty popular And I've never read your book But I hear it's gonna be a bestseller
6.
Things haven't changed much since I first got here Reddish brick makes me feel sick Rows of lockers bared like teeth Barracuda in a coral reef Behind every brick there's another mouth To chew me up and spit me out A thousand grinding scales are played Behind red doors, night and day I walk the halls to a complex beat Whole step half step shuffle my feet Grab the prize and dully finish Finally feeling fully diminished When I go there will be no witness You're all too busy minding your own business On concrete steps the ice is melting Sunlight brings in the spring But I still trudge like the snow is piled Four feet high I softly sigh Behind each snowdrift there's another eye Waiting watching for the day to die Grab the prize and dully finish Finally feeling fully diminished When I go there will be no witness You're all too busy minding your own business Behind closed doors I am really quite the bore So I guess it's better off you didn't know me well Well, well, well what do we have here A house full of shallowness and six thirty racks of beer Grab the prize and dully finish Finally feeling fully diminished When I go there will be no witness You're all too busy minding your own business
7.
I can see myself become happy But I have to make you sad I realize I'm an asshole It's not like I didn't know that I'm stuck with these decisions That everyone's too cowardly to make I need a few days to think it out At the bottom of a frozen lake And I don't know if I'll even make it up to see I don't know if I'll even make it up to see the sun I told myself I'd be happy When I saw the end of the month I flip a page on the calendar I'm not scheduled for any fun So I call up all my oldest friends Hoping they have time to spend I hear a dial tone or a busy signal Only slightly worse than going deaf And I don't know if I'll even make it up to see I don't know if I'll even make it up to see the sun All of my companions Are bipolar OCD I love them and I hate them They're the spitting image of me They're the spitting image of me They're the spitting image of me They're the spitting image of-
8.
There is something under the floor hiding All of its time spent biding All of its time When it sees your feet hit the floor Next to your bed it'll lick its lips and wish for More help to quell The undying thirst for blood and insatiable need for drugs and Everything that comes With living inside the dark Outside of a public park Breathing on your ankles beneath the bench You realize the awful stench The one that can't ever be washed away the smell of the day by day Not much longer among the sane You're circling round the drain I'm just outside the circle now I can hear you breathing in and out Saliva filling up my mouth Preparing for what I'm putting in it All your tender limbs Leave the closet light on And soon enough I will be gone
9.
Brine 03:39
Everything has become a mark I have to erase Taking up the plain white space of my page Blank loose leaf gliding down from the monumental trees Whispering to me just do what you please In the end it all comes down to what's written on the stone carved right through the flesh into the bone Ask yourself Is my truth just what my brain is brining in Telling me that everything happens for a reason Did you stare In the eyes knowledge you can't fathom Blind you stumbling through that hellish chasm You came out the other end just as simple as a child And they dragged to a padded room to put it mild When it begins You will hear a buzzing from your brain stem Share a troubled look with your closest friend See the light Think that it's more painful than you had thought Reroute the vital nutrients around the clot Roots won't take to frozen soil Soak the stuff to soothe my soul Branches hold a heavy load Forfeit a few limbs to lose the weight

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9 songs from the first two years of our existence.

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released September 12, 2012

Leo Brill (vocals, guitar, angst)
Joey Todd Burnah Jr. (drums, percussion, screaming)
Leah Detar (clarinet on Spitting Image)

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Mouthbreather Portland, Oregon

Math rock, post-hardcore, and experimental folk walk into a bar. The sound person only provides them with 4 drink tickets, because they are a two-piece band called Mouthbreather.
Dynamic song structures and time signatures with no shortage of distinct melody and thoughtful lyricism. Something for everybody! Except maybe your aunt who might say “I don’t get why he has to do all that yelling.”
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