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The Long Con of Misunderstanding

by ¡Mentiroso!

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1.
Gulliver 03:50
I’ve spent a long time Staring at the ocean. Feels like it’s been ages, Been wandering… I’ve seen things that could break the bravest of men. The longer we all float here, The stronger we’ll become. Water comes crashing down. Batten down the hatches my friends! Water comes crashing down… Weathered and forgotten, bet they think that we’re all dead. Squalls on the horizon, Brace for the oncoming storm. I’ve seen things that could break the bravest of men. The longer we all float here, The stronger we’ll become. Water comes crashing down. Batten down the hatches my friends! Water comes crashing down… Onwards or glory be damned! Battle the storms die like men. Salty dogs honor be damned! Onwards or glory be damned. I’ve seen things that could break the bravest of men. The longer we all float here, The stronger we’ll become. Water comes crashing down. Batten down the hatches my friends! Water comes crashing down… Onwards or glory be damned! Battle the storms die like men. Salty dogs honor be damned! Onwards or glory be damned.
2.
Re-forged with new purpose. Try to forget the past. Atone for crimes made flesh, Serve a new-found god. Wickedness inside the soul does battle with the good. Betrayed by morals lost aligns the path that’s laid. Cast down to right the wrongs, dawn of a new day. Cast down to right the wrongs, fighting back decay. Who brings the fury? Only the faithful! Who shall be victorious? Only the faithful! Each death brings new purpose. Try to forget the past. Face down the end of times, Serve a new-found god. Wickedness inside the soul does battle with the good. Betrayed by morals lost aligns the path that’s laid. Cast down to right the wrongs, dawn of a new day. Cast down to right the wrongs, fighting back decay. Who brings the fury? Only the faithful! Who shall be victorious? Only the faithful!
3.
It’s time for new beginnings, We’ll persevere. Engine will keep on chugging. It’s time to start this over, We’ll persevere. Ignition’s overloaded. Don’t want to see this fail, don’t want to be derailed, Gotta keep on moving, Don’t want to see this fail, don’t want to be derailed… Guided by the sound. This is far from over. The lines have been drawn, man, We’ll persevere. Engine will keep on chugging. Stand tough or don’t stand at all, We’ll persevere. Ignition’s overloaded. Don’t want to see this fail, don’t want to be derailed, Gotta keep on moving, Don’t want to see this fail, don’t want to be derailed… Guided by the sound. This is far from over.
4.
Nervous Math 05:24
You choose not to acknowledge, The fact is it exists either way. You choose not to acknowledge, The fact is it exists and you’ll pay. Sometimes it’s better to just let go! Get lost in the ebb and the flow. It’s like nervous math… Add up the things you don’t know. It’s like nervous math… You’re happier when you don’t know. So, take a big step. Take a gamble. Take control of the fear and turn the table. So, take a big step. Take a gamble. Take control of your life, while you’re good and able. You say you want to set an example? That’s hard do, there’s no belief in you. You say you want to lead? Lead by example. That’s hard to do, there’s no belief in you. Sit in a dark room just to let your eyes adjust. Leave behind the candle, the light will only leave you crushed. It’s like nervous math… Add up the things you don’t know. It’s like nervous math… You’re happier when you don’t know. So, take a big step. Take a gamble. Take control of the fear and turn the table. So, take a big step. Take a gamble. Take control of your life, while you’re good and able. Take control of your fears. Before they control you. With risk comes reward! It’s not easy, but true…
5.
Two Cents 04:36
Don’t want to face the truth, This skin and bone always fails. Could have been a better friend. Could have been a better human. I spent my soul, It’s cold down below. Pennies for the eyes of the dead! A sign of the cross, A nod of the head, And it’s off to the pub we went. Through our anguish, rejoice! Love and loss found in oxidized copper. Raise your drinks and rejoice! Honor in one hand and spirits, the other. So many things gone neglected… Should have known that you’re not alone. I spent my soul, It’s cold down below. Pennies for the eyes of the dead! A sign of the cross, A nod of the head, And it’s off to the pub we went. Through our anguish, rejoice! Love and loss found in oxidized copper. Raise your drinks and rejoice! Honor in one hand and spirits, the other. Finding reflections in collections… A ghost in the dark? Or maybe wishful thinking. I spent my soul, It’s cold down below. Pennies for the eyes of the dead! A sign of the cross, A nod of the head, And it’s off to the pub we went.
6.
I’ve felt invincible my whole life. Brushed off the might of the clock arms, Forever moving forward. I’ve felt invincible my whole life. ‘Ol father time’s at my backside. Forever moving forward! Forever moving forward! Another chink in the armor. Weight is wearing me down. Try to regain some balance, Try to take back the crown! Pounded by the force of the resonance. Sifting out the sands of our confidence. I’ve felt vulnerable my whole life. Brushed off the might of the clock arms, Forever moving backward. I’ve felt vulnerable my whole life. ‘Ol father time’s at my backside. Forever moving backward! Forever moving backward! Another chink in the armor. Weight is wearing me down. Try to regain some balance, Try to take back the crown! Pounded by the force of the resonance. Sifting out the sands of our confidence. The push and the pull… The ropes are frayed at both ends. The push and the pull… Our memories are willed to blend. The ropes are frayed at both ends. Our memories are willed to blend. I’ve felt invincible my whole life. Brushed off the might of the clock arms, Forever moving forward. I’ve felt invincible my whole life. ‘Ol father time’s at my backside. Forever moving forward! Forever moving forward!
7.
Swan's Mercy 04:49
It’s not our fault, we were as hopeful as all. The shot rang out, had to take the fall. Scapegoat, outcast. It’s a long walk back to the streets we own. Caught up in rivalry, Our chance to break free. Forced to live underground, Our chance to make a sound. Caught in these cycles… Caught in these cycles… Drenched in sweat on wet pavement. The truce is off; the hunt has been set. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. The odds are stacked 60,000 to nine. Caught up in rivalry, Our chance to break free. Forced to live underground, Our chance to make a sound. Caught in these cycles… Caught in these cycles… Idols lost leave heroes to burn. City’s alive! Run, fight, or die! City’s a lie! Run, fight, or die! Idols lost leave circles to turn. City’s alive! Run, fight, or die! City’s a lie! Run, fight, or die! It’s not our fault, we were as hopeful as all. The shot rang out, had to take the fall. Scapegoat, outcast. It’s a long walk back to the streets we own.
8.
Try to remember: trade lead for memories. The shifting lines on the paper… Hard to transcribe all the experience. A collection of trials, Through the scope of a marksman. Who am I? I can’t recall. Why was I left inside this hole? Thought I was ready for this… Sometimes you hear the bullet. Twitchy finger grips a little tighter. Crafting outlines, but the ink’s run red. Eyes record in real-time, one blink, it’s all gone. Hear the voices fade out, one blink, it’s all gone. Who am I? I can’t recall. Why was I left inside this hole? Thought I was ready for this… Sometimes you hear the bullet.
9.
Been so long it’s hard to tell, Dancing shapes or paths to hell? Moving in from all around, This is the new way to rest. Eyes are closed, but stress still sees. Body aches sleeps restlessly. Days of dreams are dreams of days. This is the new way to rest. Been searching for REM, Through clouded judgment. Burn the candle again. Burn again! Hear the noise that can’t be heard, Rings aloud, a constant chord. Night belongs to sound and nerves. This is the new way to rest. There’s a place that’s just beneath, A crooked line that splits the seams. Between the low-level dreams, This is the new way to rest. Been searching for REM, Through clouded judgment. Burn the candle again. Wide awake in the wind. Not ideal to be, In a low level-dream. Not meant to be, Low-level dreaming. Adrift in joy and misery. Endorphins rush crazily. Quick to rage, quick to glee. Just need some rest! Need caffeine - losing steam, Tunnel visions’ all that’s seen. Each blink contains a dream. Just need some rest! Been searching for REM, Through clouded judgment. Burn the candle again.

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released March 31, 2017

Produced by ¡Mentiroso! & JB van der Wal
Mixed by JB van der Wal at Hewwetover Studios, Netherlands
Mastered by Pete Evick
Engineered by Kurt Compher at loudounpride, Fall/Winter 2016
Artwork by Stephen Juliano
All Songs written by ¡Mentiroso! except "Two Cents", "Sometimes You Hear The Bullet", and "Gulliver" - Written by ¡Mentiroso! and Brian Fauls
Guest vocals on "Low-Level Dreaming" by Josh Smith
Drum pre-production by Danny Michael

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Herman Carter: Bass
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