Feelism (Remastered)

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Do It Up 03:36
Tracing the day Replacing the night Break out the knife To put out the fight You've got everything left to do all at the end It's not enough to say you will Don't get bundled at first light It will all be alright Do it up The bigger the lie The wider the smile This trigger of mine Can hide for a while It's got nothing to do with you getting it on And on and on and on and on
11 11 02:53
This is my east side, ten thousand strong Why weren't you hear all along? Gutting the camera while my hands were tied Lanky dark admiral and apartheid It's just a matter of time stare me down This is my west side renounced in full Amaretto paints you pitiful There's more class in that jacket what doesn't fit Another show now wasn't it? I'll stay awake will you now go fight the war in your head Teach yourself how to feel when you're feeling like yourself Joey says you're the one who's been writing the story Teach yourself how to feel 'Cause you're feeling a million years old when I'm around It's already started Tell your mom you're working here Joining the departed When you weren't looking This is the frontier with winters so cold This seashell party's getting old I think we've all had enough up in here Teach yourself how to feel when you're feeling like yourself Throw it up on the walls at 11 11 Teach yourself how to feel selling your poisons all wrapped up in a bow Isn't that what this song is?
This is your second chance and it was granted by machines This is your sacrifice although I can't know what that means (Let me tell you) While I bring it up just a little Then I'll bring it up just a little less And I see you smoke on that hookah And I hear you joke that you look a mess Can't you see that we've all got a flaw Show me yours I'll show you mine Yes or no Pictures in the snow He studied apathy, he bought you shades the gloves the mask You and your tiny voice and all you hate to do is ask (Like the first one) Now you're weeping under the willow And you won't admit that these pillows suck With the sanctity of no dreaming Send it back to me and I'm screaming what the Function over form and fear, smiling ear to ear With your face not far behind, bring me peace of mind Don't let go here take my hand to the promised land Promise me you'll understand once you're in demand So this is me now with my head through the screen And my hand though my pocket if you know what I mean Well I look at the message is it losing speed 'Cause they'll be on you they'll be on you While your friends they watch and take what they need So I feel that six seconds is enough before you wash it all off Wash it all off Wash it off January stake your claim, shutters taking aim State your rank and say your name, learn to play the game See no evil, see no more demons at the door Join your houses, start your war once you're off the floor February we don't know, pictures in the snow Now it's over time to go
Paul 04:15
He studied apathy He made it his And bloody happily He made it in Look at the man in the cage She took the wrap for me She made it hers She spun a rhapsody She made it worse And through the smile he lies Look at the man in the cage Look at the man in the cage What did he pay for the cage? I don't know Look at the man in the cage Look at the man in the rage It's all he could do at his age Isn't it? Pity the man in a box Pity the man in a box It's all he could build for himself And isn't it cute I'll bring the open mind I'll take the hit He'll see me toe the line And lose his shit "Why aren't you broken like me?" You must have done it wrong I just can tell I bought my happiness It's served me well There's nothing else it could be Look at the man in the cage Look at the man in the cage What did he pay for the cage? Everything Look at the man in the cage Look at the man in the rage It's all he could do at his age Isn't it? Pity the man in a box Pity the man in a box Anything to drive away the hox And isn't it cute Look at the man in the cage
As Rittenhouse goes It's only a sign of the young and usual 420 shows you Busking the days in ways that the everyman can dream And who's what they seem In the concrete maze we've designed for them, for us Because we thought we could take it You got nothin Thirty-odd years from now At the bottom Oh look someone else got caught Not surprising Strap on the silver tight You got nothin Like me Chain yourself to a miracle sounding something like this Young and usual with no place to go Build economies in undertow Running back to the people they know It's not fair On Blueberry Hill You're only as strong as the young and usual Can't buy a thrill now
Down Light 00:42
Magnolia 06:26
When all your dreams are anybody's And all your friends are just the same You'll play the game But it's ok with us It's ok to take a minute if you need it When you're on E and all alone Stare at the phone Don't get bundled now It's ok with us Did you notice? Are you watching closely? Joey says what Joey wants But that's not clear 'til late next year Fill the time with the ten yard hustle 'Cause it's ok with us It's ok to take a piss inside the heater What's out of sight is out of mind Until we find Shears of ambience It's ok with us And when we open the door Don't rush inside From the ballin to the fallen on the dirty floor And the runaways who can't run and hide Bowlin and rollin until you place a bet Cigarette Save it for another day, but hey It's ok with us Take a bow while the formula's Counting down the minutes 'til you do it again If you're still here in the end Roll with us And you're friends will never have to know it And when we open the door...
We could be so much more We could be what we're looking for We could be sanctified Light years away we'd find our place to hide It may be oftentimes Countered with nevermind But all these years we've prayed to everyone Who's left us to die in the sun Checking the news Texting the wife Maybe you'll find the time for all of it Changing the fuse Stashing the knife What's that thing the English say? "Keep calm and carry on" But they've been at it for a while Now priced to own We're not alone Leaving this world with a smile We could be beautiful We'd be the coolest kid in school We could be playing the fool Light years away we'd find we've lost our cool It may be blue and green We're fallin in between Lock your doors, it will be very soon So shoot for the heart of the moon Love in the future's not looking good Sinners and saints, they've been through all of it Some say "don't do that" They've understood that better men have tried and failed In motion break the mold Young and old redefine you And when we're codified Lock your windows too Apollo send his love, who's first on the list? It's you! While Thor from high above gets mightily pissed Oh no It's just a fairy tale that's over and done I said Your fears refuse to see it's just begun Why can't you stay awake Try to take some pride in all of it Your heart it's built to break But this will make you higher Love in the future's not looking good Sinners and saints, they've been through all of it Some say "don't do that" They've understood that better men have tried and failed But so what? Love in the future's not looking good Murders and memes, they've been through all of it Some say "don't do that" I say you should so galaxies may disappear Oh but it's all turnabout If you can figure it out
Feelism 05:41
You're only getting older inside You'll drag your kids along for the ride now that you have them Last night: a million visions of a collapsing bridge Don't that make it easy to choose a side? Is it over yet? (No no it's not won't ever be) My sense my sentiment is old news A fool's devotion to this whole ruse now that you've nailed it Last night I caught you dreaming 'til the sun came up At first light you'll fight for your right to lose Is it over yet? Did you have yourself a feelism? Did reality come knocking a little too hard? Your blind serenity, lock and step To watch you die brightly colored deaths here at the union You call that reasoning? Well then say it twice From this point you'll always be in my debt Is it over yet?
I've been turning for hours my head is a different shape today I've been burning the flowers as they change their tune All my friends will redouble their efforts to blow the world away Which is better, the letter or law of the game? It's such a shame, remains the same, what's your name? Come on Everybody has a method Like you You do So the save point on Broad Street exploded and everybody runs That's what happens when soothsayers stop selling guns All my friends will encourage their elders to bring about the change It gets better the wetter you're getting with age It's all the rage, you rusty cage, now turn the page, because Everybody has a method Like you It's true Any little thing will do
Joey Says 04:36
Ceiling fans Frying pans Empty cans The best laid plans Now the drugs are in demand Discuss take notes He tried to give me a sign And when they stepped out of line We're playing damage control It's taking way too long to notice what they know isn't mine And they could show us but you know it's taking place all the time And you and I and everyone's an asshole Ceiling fans when the weapons are Frying pans who's the guy holding Empty cans playing with The best laid plans and all this talk about How the drugs are in demand Crafty hands giving orders and Reprimands through the wall to the Shifting sands and the battle of the Marching bands it feels like Now the drugs are in demand 'Cause Joey says what Joey wants And Joey does what Joey wants He jumps around in his air force ones It's up it's over
Chills 01:28


released September 2, 2021

Sexoffice is

James Burkhardt
Freddy Gerngross
Nick Lauria
Gabriel Sanderson

Guest starring Graham Murdock

Recorded at Cambridge Sound Studios and the Merriam Theater in Philadelphia

Engineering by Jim Salamone and Todd Mecaughey
Additional engineering by Tucker Hill and Austin Billings

Photographs by Victoria Dreyer, Freddy Gerngross, and Gabriel Sanderson
Designed by Nick Lauria

Produced, Arranged, and Mixed by Sexoffice

Remastered by Frank Lauria and Mike Tarsia

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