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Solitary Pursuits

by Mouthbreather

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1.
Stir Crazy 03:41
Flesh falls off while I find different ways to spend my time Your concern for my psyche is noted. Yes, I'm stir crazy But that's all well and good for you Doing just what you want to do While I engage in solitary pursuits Roll up sleeves and get to work turning cruelty into good From good seed grew poison fruit Pull that plant up by the roots Wake up to a frightful din Laughing at your own chagrin Chaos governs everything Let the sober day begin Wipe the sleep from my eyes or what little I've collected Pull the truth from my dreams, or the few I've dissected You used to say I was sweet but I sure can be bitter I'll take the proof you were here and flush it right down the shitter Won't that feel so good? No, I don't think so Down in the hole I go, I go, socially hibernating now Can't make a friend can't make a foe, socially hibernating now Down in the hole I go, I go, socially hibernating now Wake me up when you can't see snow, socially hibernating now Underground I can't be found
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Build a boat, pray for rain Sky's still bluer than a bleeding ballpoint stain Killed my son when I was told The lord won't answer and I'm still on hold Lead the lamb to hallowed ground Trying harder to feel something profound Spill the blood and draw the sign Spy the summit and start to climb You are the only thing I can believe in Even myself I have my doubts Even myself I can’t figure out Sing to me in my dreams Tell me what to believe Is there anything in the emptiness? Sing a hymn, read a verse Congregate and then disperse And from your chest lift off the weight Do it over next Sunday You are the only thing I can believe in Even myself I have my doubts Even myself I can’t figure out // Now time to improve or dissolve Now that we're no longer involved Why can't you grow up with me? Try not to take it personally But I only miss you when I have a thought Which honestly lately isn't a lot There's something that I've been meaning to say But we're not on speaking terms Now time to quit cold turkey All of the things that once were me Cut through this stagnant cocoon Do what I know I need to do Plan to move three thousand miles away And straighten up my little life today Cause I only miss you when I have a thought And I'd rather not You know what they say about the best laid plans Slipping like sand through your clumsy hands You were the ocean tearing its way through stone, slow You know what they say about having hope Concerning the things that you do not know I was a blind man groping his way to truth
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Must quit everything thats fun Go meditate in the sun Clear my head of this stuff Some nights I dream of a haunted house On the outskirts of town So inviting want to let it take hold of me And shake me until the etch a sketch is clean Until I don't know anything Hold on, I’m trying to collect my thoughts Burning a few gigawatts My motor is running too hot Oh no, there's smoke coming from my hood That doesn't smell so good Soon enough I'll hear the sirens calling out to me So sing to me until I am out of this dream Until I awake with a scream So shake me until the etch a sketch is clean Until I don't know anything turn the knobs to set the scene but all was just in vain my hands are shaking and the picture starts to wane Each nights I dream that the undead come Try to collect my blood Standing in the attic, whisper softly, “what have I done?”
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Good Goddamn 03:46
After dinner mints of comfort Are all I have to go on so go on You left some yellow flowers on my dashboard Along with a bootprint and a sense of stillness Something tells me that I'll miss my exit Somewhere along the interstate I realize and curse my rapidly evaporating attention span Good goddamn Lost in a trance Watch the treetops dance Said you felt like an alien I wouldn't doubt it I knew you had been bodysnatched I watched you hatch But I must be a hypocrite I take the time to curse the callous creature that's been living in my skin I let it in Good goddamn Tell me what I am An insect or a man I zoned out for a second there I guess Feeling a sort of scraping in my chest
5.
What if I stayed home? Threw myself a bone Meet my partners piss and moan They’re friends to me alone Sit, be still and listen fool You are drunk and on the edge of the roof Anxious not to stay indoors Nintendo or pacing floors Another month or maybe more Make a simple meal with microwave Sustenance to keep the pace I’ll never see the city at this rate An uneasy peace for me and the beast Agonized by lavish feast and not a mouth to eat Why’d I labor in fallow fields What do these acres yield? Unfed, my sickly mouth is sealed Staring down poodle in the hatchback up ahead Wishing I had the good grace to be better bred We’re both just turning tricks until we’re fed again But would you know the difference if I started playing dead Now I fold my laundry and I hope I get a clue Leaving space for thinking isn’t always good for you I get bored and consider unplugging life support I couldn’t stand to hear the little beeping anymore
6.
Sitting here with cat and cockroach filling up the void with gray smoke totally oblivious to all suddenly I'm feeling restless go out on the frozen crow's nest who would watch me watching everyone hey down there can you feel my glare? I can only look down but never yet have I been better writing out and burning letters even now insisting it's your fault sitting here while feeling feelings mentally addressing most things but totally oblivious to all hey down there can you feel my glare hey halfwit can you feel my spit I can only give you that when I grow up I'm gonna kill you all until that point my life is just a stall so you forget you even knew my name when I know how to change my face into anything you will learn the joy that darkness brings giving you the gift that gives forever I've got all the time in the world I've got all the time in the world And gods only know how I don't much like to be spurned ‘cause now I’ve got all the time in the world // 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 // Parts of me are strewn across main street hidden twisted metal in the human fleet bent frame obscured so none can see debris just keeps colliding with me into this machine I’m pulled out piece by piece to stitch together a model of me dark clouds will billow down and swallow me up whole several minutes later will spit up my skull this matrix of self-destruction culminating with my induction into this machine I am pulled out piece by piece to stitch together a model of me saw me shambling up the street resembling closely a chewed-up piece of meat I look up to see a hand and reach you look down and release a shriek

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Songs written between 2011-2017, recorded in our basement April 2020.

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released May 1, 2020

Guitar, vocals, keys, and album art by Leo Brill
Percussion, production, and mixing by Joey Burnah
Mastering by Kevin Carafa (www.kevincarafa.com)

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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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