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Escape Humanity!

by Byrdman

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1.
End Reality 02:12
I met the devil He moved to Chicago And no one loves him Just like his father never will Because the devil's bisexual But he trusts no one To understand the evil that consumes him or where it might have come from And the devil has problems With the people who surround him Because the things they lust for are so blatantly unimportant Gimme all your money Yeah, put it into my machine I swear I'll treat it better than I should, I handle money really poorly And I'm so stranded On this island of false hope That there's a heaven left to go to I've been told firsthand I won't go
2.
What are you talking about? I guess I don't remember that conversation I lost my shark tooth necklace In the ocean when you left I'm head over heels for myself I'm feeling good, I think I am okay I am focusing on the positives I might've finally gotten away But I think I just want the summer back... I wanna swim in the ocean 'til I find it I wanna put it around your neck tomorrow I wanna start a fire on the sand, burning coals can never hurt me I am my own human being I think I am starting to come alive I think the world around me changed I dedicate this song to the memory Of a depressed and loathsome being I am a man of many words But I'll pop my thought bubbles for tonight I don't need my head if I'm going swimming I'm not trying to start a fire Because I think I might've finally won the war... I wanna swim in the ocean 'til I find it I wanna put it around your neck tomorrow I wanna cancel all my plans and just pretend I have no worries I wanna be a kid again The sun is going down but where's the moon? Is midnight far away? I will be howling like a wolf I'll repeat everything you say And I can be a good boy if you please I can stop being so damn fake I could be the friend you always wanted I can be the risk you'd never take But I am perfectly okay... I wanna swim in the ocean 'til I find it I wanna put it around your neck tonight I wanna fight off all the evil feelings that I get when I'm alone But I am never alone anymore
3.
Burnt out in the basement While you were hanging in your kitchen And Justen was drawing on the table by himself Anna was telling stories that everyone had thought were really boring And I refused to say a word, I knew what Maddie meant (when she said that she hated me) Moira made me feel like I fit in Michaela let me play inside her basement Nick was telling stupid jokes out loud over the microphone And Ella and Rachel seemed to think that he was funny The good vibes make me feel like I'm a downer I miss Sydney haven't seen her in a while All the horror stories about my adolescence keep on coming back And I'm embarrassed to admit I was ever happy and annoying and a poseur The car drove out the driveway and I just stood there Emily said she missed me and I felt awkward Sam was waiting patiently as he whispered things to Cassidy And Jenna and Aly and Eryn seemed to disappear And you kinda did the same and I'm just waiting for the day when all the people that I love move on without me I miss my mom, I miss my dad, I miss my brother, I miss the back of my best friend's car as we would drive around for hours I miss Brianna Everyone is out to get me But I don't think I care enough to stop them I've been drowning in self-pity But I'm not strong enough to overcome it And through the awkward conversations All the funny things I say to stay relevant I feel like nothing's gonna change like the fact that I'm afraid to take a step forward And try to make my life any better
4.
I had a dream that my Dad drove our entire family into a quarry Because our car started to slip as we drove around the side Still don't remember how it happened - Guess it doesn't really matter The point is that I freaked and then I jumped out of the side And I landed a lake - Thank God for that relief On the surface, counting blessings, recognized what I was breathing I tried to stop my squealing so that I could find some help Because I guess I kinda need it - I'm a paranoid depressive I'm a paranoid depressive I'm a paranoid depressive I pulled over to a tiny hospital on the side of the road Shrunk down fast, made an entrance and I asked to see a doctor Though they haven't really helped me, guess that doesn't really matter The point is that the drugs they gave me made my head spin faster I started tasting colors and I started feeling tastes And the tiny people around me looked like walking talking faces With shark fins and mermaid tails and bright pink bandannas And they said, "You need help, you're a paranoid depressive" You're a paranoid depressive You're a paranoid depressive I kick-started my own heart with a magic microphone you gave To me on my birthday when I was just 15 and We sang Guilt: The Song and I played my guitar We laughed We cried I gained 15 pounds And in the end we walked out smiling, hand in sweaty hand And we sang, and we danced, we even made our own new band But it was all some stupid dream so I guess that nothing really matters I'm still stupid, I'm still ugly, I'm a paranoid depressive I'm a paranoid depressive I'm a paranoid depressive I'm a paranoid depressive
5.
Basement 04:18
I remember when we met when you had first moved in We went down into your basement the door was open And we sat by the window And looked out at the swingset We were just kids We were just kids I remember when you told me it was time for you to go to college I remember waking up and going out and wondering where your car went And I was so alone on that summer night when you came home to see your old friends I looked you dead in the eyes and insisted that you stayed for the weekend I remember waking up when the sun would punch my eyelids I remember when you'd laugh at me every time I did something stupid And I was waiting for a good time to give you back your bracelet I would joke around and say that I couldn't remember where I put it It's still inside my drawer and all I wanna do is find a way to give it back It's the only thing you left, I am tired of being attached And you were feeling lost in California While I was in my room trapped in Virginia If I had been the one to walk away I probably would've done the same exact thing (Mandolin Solo) But you were feeling lost in California While I was in my room trapped in Virginia If I had been the one to walk away I probably would've done the same exact thing I'm sitting on the swing in your backyard And looking at the porch where you used to eat on There are countless things I should have said Just couldn't get the thoughts out of my head
6.
It's darker outside Than it was before I'm sitting inside I'm fuckin' bored But please don't bother me You say, "I can change" You say you can't wait I say I'm afraid That you don't care Any more than I do now I'm sorry So sorry I'm pathetic So I'll stop caring And you'll stop helping Then we'll stop talking And I'll start hating myself Again Again Again
7.
Get Fucked 02:44
We've got in down To a science Fucked up my head with a single fall from grace There's no excuse for being scared of being young Consequences of my youth seem like they're finally catching up And now I'm getting fucked up with other things Like assumptions I've made and the people I've done wrong I've got you down Like the back of my hand You told me not to think about My embarrassing lack of self-esteem Is that what this is? I feel it It's in my bruised and battered lungs Oh, please tell me I'm not wrong You've got me down You're a scientist So you knew I'd never have a place to go when this was all over with My head is spinning so fast that I can't keep up with it I'll probably lose what's left of my mind if I keep having to deal with this That's why I'm getting fucked up with other things like the stupidest little shit That's why we're waiting for an answer to this question So that we can know for sure if we are right because if we're not then we are just wrong
8.
I'm having trouble trying to sleep and I can't stay up during class My work ethic's not what it used to be And people say it's just these things that go away as we get older But I haven't washed these jeans in two whole weeks And those family vacations that we took to Carolina All the broken bones we got from falling down And all the pictures that we took that I deleted from my camera roll Are the reason that I'll never trust myself with you again I'm a first class loser with a ticket straight to Hell And all the memories I've made are gnawing at me All the people that I trust cannot remember my last name And I don't blame them - I forget it all the time My soul belongs to the Devil and my heart is made of mud And all my veins are pulsing poison through my body Oh, my eyes see red, red, red And my brain, it wants me dead And I'm incapable of telling you I'm sorry Oh, oh, oh They took a crowbar to my car and stole my wallet from the dashboard Can't believe those petty bandits got away They left a note down on the floor, kinda perched up on the pedal Said, "Hey Jack, I hope you have a shitty day" And I did, I'll admit it - I don't wanna go to work I would rather kinda lay in my bed But if I keep on blowing off all of the things that truly matter All the anger I suppress will surely get into my head Oh, oh, oh I can't wait for the nap I'm gonna take when I get home And I'm afraid of feeling sad again when I wake up tomorrow Oh, the meds are settin' in, and it's time to see my friends again And just pretend that nothing's ever been so wrong And I can't wait until I'm old enough to get out of this town I'll make new friends and find a city with the best punk scene around Oh, I'm an outcast, I'm a loner I'm a mess and I'm joker All I really want is to be left alone for a while Oh, oh, oh
9.
Flowerchild 01:53
My eyes My eyes are burning My eyes I can't see a thing I blame you My heart My heart is pumping blood throughout my body I feel alive For the first time in my life (It's like I'm thinking of you) My brain My brain can't think a single thought I'm feeling stupid I kinda like it Gets the evil thoughts I think out of my head for at least another minute I can't I cannot feel my fucking hands It's hard to feel it Whenever you touch me I am dying (You're probably thinking of me)
10.
I can't hear you yelling at me to shut the fuck up if we blare the radio Red water in the bathtub Broken wrists from falling out the window I would write you a song if I knew what I should say This is all I've got Yeah! Car crashes and angry faces when I mention that one thing that you had said My skin is bleaching and my lips are peeling So I'll probably just go back to bed I'd write Maddie a song if I could hear myself think But you don't like the songs I've written in the past Hey I might answer my phone if I had reason to believe That you would care Yeah!
11.
I was raised to believe in a god That my parents don't believe in But I still use it as an excuse For my self-righteous actions regardless I hate who I am, who I was Who I'll be and where I'm headed I spend all of my nights under blankets Just praying I don't get into heaven There is no love in my heart There never was I've spent my entire life under bridges So scared of being too ugly I have never experienced love Or led a life worth living I was so bored of living on the outside I felt ignored by a god that I had trusted my whole life I'll break my neck I'll break my neck I'll break my neck To kiss my own ass once again (x2) I'll break my neck I'll break my neck I'll break my neck So I finally feel human again I'll break my neck I'll break my neck I'll break my neck So I can finally kiss my own ass again
12.
I need you to lower your voice again so I can feel myself breathe. I have another headache from the words I keep on screaming, like I'm sorry for the rug-burns, all the holes inside your sweatshirts, all the naps I didn't let you take, I showed at your doorstep. All the sprite cans and the heartbreaks, and the secrets I'm still keeping, and I really hate myself again, I really hate myself, I really, really hate myself, I'm sorry that I hate myself again.

about

This is our second full length album, released through our bandcamp (which you are currently on) and, with the help of Steal Reserve Records, it will eventually (hopefully) be available on cassette tape! Go buy one when they come out!

This album is about everything that I am not and that no one can be. Each song is kind of me trying to connect and empathize with people or creatures that don't exist on a literal level but I often find myself thinking about. This really doesn't make sense, but I often accidentally incorporate elements of fantasy into my songs, so I kind of compiled all of the ones that I felt I put the most imagination or emotion into and compiled them into this album, and here we are.

Thanks a ton for listening.

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released August 1, 2015

We couldn't / wouldn't have been able to make this album if it wasn't for several people, so many that we sadly cannot name each and every one of them, so thanks if you listen or support Byrdman and our music.

Thanks to Julia, Maddie, and McKenzie for taking pictures and videos for us at all of our shows, you guys are amazing.

Thanks to Anna for shooting a music video for us.

Thanks to Charlie, Michaela, Moira, Virginia, and Iva for hosting us and letting us show off some of these songs before this album even existed and for helping us put on some super fun shows.

Thanks to my brother/bandmates Nick and Connor for making this easier to record.

Thanks to Thomas for playing guitar with us live.

Thanks to my mom for letting us do this thing, we're sorry about how loud we are.

Thanks to my dad for letting us borrow so much stuff.

Thanks to Steal Reserve Records for helping us get this thing out there, this is super cool and I am so excited about everything you are doing for us.

Thanks to Reddit for being so nice to us and letting us share our music.

Thanks to anyone and everyone who considers themselves a supporter of our music, you guys are what make this thing so much fun.

Tracks 4 and 7 are cover songs written by Andrew Jackson Jihad and Foot Ox respectively.

Album Art - Breck Hickman

Guitar, Vox, Keyboard, Synth, Mandolin, Banjo - Jack David

Drums, Vox - Nick David

Bass - Connor Cragg

Production/Recording/Mixing - Jack David

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Four dudes makin' noise in yer basement.

Jack David - Guitar, Vocals
Nick David - Drums, Vocals
Connor Cragg - Bass
Thomas Allain - Keyboard

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