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The Company We Keep

by Padfoot

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1.
Fuck! I think I'm stuck on repeat Must be a fault in the wiring I'm sure the red lights are sick of me Oh, what a tragedy! Oh, the audacity! Threw pity parties in my driveway Called in sick to work the next day Puffy eyelids and a splitting headache I woke up hungover 'cause I'm still hung up over you I'm already mourning you I know that you're leaving soon For a girl with bright eyes and better dance moves I blamed hesitation and self-preservation Fuck, I'm so glad I never told you I loved you I spent months treading water and cried to my friends Stalled out trusting neither my heart or my head I'm glad it turned out you weren't so warm in the end Out of sight, out of mind, oh here we go again Fuck your shallow rhetoric Your coffee and your cigarettes Your narcissistic etiquette Do I have your attention? Keep your bullshit compliments And all your empty promises I can't believe I fell for it Do I have your attention yet? Do I have your attention yet?
2.
I'll never leave my house again And you can tell my ex-girlfriend That she can start going to bars again Without me there to glare I'm so fucking tired Of songs about ex-girlfriends And dudes who probably didn't deserve them Well, I know I didn't with mine It's a wall of words that won't come out A thousand tiny cuts on the roof of my mouth A quiet TV 'cause my roommate's passed out A couple fucking things that I don't wanna think about Places I don't tread The bitterness inside my head An overwhelming sense of dread Maybe everybody is sick of my songs again I'll never leave my room again And you can tell all of my friends To never worry about me again 'Cause this is where I'll stay I'll never leave my house again I'll never leave my house again I'll never leave my house again I will never leave again
3.
I wonder what happened When they emptied out your house and boxed you up I wonder what happened To the Godfather hardback that you kept on your shelf And it's all happening And it's all happening I wonder what happened To the contents of the toolshed you used to work in I wonder what happened To the wiffle ball bats Cory and I used to fight with And it's all happening And it's all happening But it just ain't Virginia without you We want you around like last summer Do you wonder what happened 'Cause I know that I do everyday Do you wonder what happened All the good times and the memories drifting away It's always happening It never stops happening But it just ain't Virginia without you We want you around like last summer Like last summer Life
4.
Old Gods 02:47
I can't help it Always so restless Talking and pacing It's my time I'm wasting And I will fall Only to the weight of the world My heart can't take it My shoulders can't bear it I can't be Atlas anymore So I can and will apologize For house I pace around the room And the way that I divert my eyes When I talk to you I'm learning to take it easy I'm struggling to relax In this world that only takes from us I'm taking myself back And I can't help it So I can and will apologize For house I pace around the room And the way that I divert my eyes When I talk to you I guess whatever happens, happens I guess that's all there is I guess it's just a god damn shame that I ended up like this That I ended up like this
5.
There's nothing quite as sobering as rushing through a eulogy I'm a little out of practice with this prayer thing We lost your name in Sunday best The verses, hymns and last requests The father, son, the holy ghost, amen I came to terms with my mortality on a rainy night in January It played out like a movie scene with black umbrella canopies The rifles fired 1, 2, 3 The trumpet faded solemnly You deserved a symphony We all deserve a symphony Are funerals for the living? We should have done things a little differently Are funerals for the living? We should have done things a little differently I wish that I could trade processions for parades The hearse and limousines for mustangs Filled the streets with all your dearest friends And a marching band to lead you in I'd cross out all the dirges and laments And sing your favorite Beatles songs instead Tell stories 'til our voices give And toast our bottles to the life you lived But tradition's all we can afford So mind the business hours at the door I'm sorry, folks, our time is up Please take the exit through the gift shop And if tomorrow I die in my sleep Please sing for you and sing for me Not for the gods, not for the kings But for the company we keep Are funerals for the living? We should have done things differently
6.
You went away today Worked just fine for me Gave me paper in exchange Didn't do too much to ease the pain as they took you away And backed you out of my driveway For the past few years, I've just been breaking things I used to sleep in the back seat When you were new and you were clean We went where he had to go I packed you up and hit the road I was so tired and you were so green Now I drive myself to work And that's all that you did too And I hope that people aren't taking every part of you 'Cause a hundred bucks ain't what you're worth And I'm sorry that I made you worse No, a hundred bucks ain't what you're worth And I'm sorry that I made you worse I was so tired, and you were so green I was so tired, and you were so clean I was so tired, and you were so green I was so tired, I wasn't clean A hundred bucks ain't what you're worth I'm sorry that I made you worse That I made you worse

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released January 4, 2019

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Alex Morton
Artwork by Lindsay Ingram

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Virginia party emo on Chillwavve Records.

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