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Abhor EP

by James C.

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Abhor 02:41
Walled in frustration, the repentance lent to you The name you were given, when you were born I'm not the same, guess I'm finally coming to I felt profane, well I guess you could have sworn I saw I was a million things at once, I felt we were where we had been before I felt I was on the edge of my luck, nestled in with all the things I love and abhor But hey, you are the worst take it simple, easy, baby as you load the hearse The body is loaned for arguments from family members, the written will no one remembers, so burn the body we'll cook from the embers You saw I was a villainous thing at once You felt I was where you had been before But now you're lying on the edge, but you're stuck Ribs broken, with all the things you love out the door. Called in sensation, the romantics were all skewed. The veins you were given have all but torn. I felt inane, and I probably looked it too. I felt constrained, well I guess cause I was born.
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You look like home and feel like safe telephone lines on the hill mirror your hands, and legs, and waist keep laying here, lay with me still At least the dead don't leave their graves I'll learn from them and lay and wait Melted wax and coffee grounds the grounds keeper keeps his nightly rounds Making sure it all stayed still You wanted hope but it looked like rape, ceilings you tried flooring that's cracked you begged for blue but it faded black At least the dead won't leave their graves You'd feel much better in your resting place Pills and hash and pistol rounds the gatekeepers want their favorite nouns they're gonna make it all stay still

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Special thanks to: my family, Matthew McNeal, Ray Wallace, my dearest Ashley Graves, and all of my family I have created through friends all over Texas and the world.
As always, dedicated to the memory of Pauline Reagan, Kathleen Oakley, and Billy Oakley.

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released October 14, 2014

Engineered by Evan Kleinecke at 5th Street Studios in Austin, TX.
All songs by James C. Oakley.
Additional lead guitar on At Least the Dead by J. Ray Wallace.
Photography by Ashley N. Graves.

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