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Couples Therapy

by Modern Baseball

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henry i love this EP so damn much. Favorite track: Yeah Yeah Utah.
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betteravecrotte Amazing, I pressed on « buy » ASAP when I saw it got out!
Favorite track: Yeah Yeah Utah.
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Parkour! Parkour! I don't know what to say that others haven't said but the fact that both Marietta and Modern Baseball put some of their best tracks on this split is fucking incredible. Both Yeah Yeah Utah and It's Cold Out Here are two of my go to songs, whether it's going for a drive screaming it with my friends or laying in my bed crying. Such an amazing split, really fun to see a re-release on vinyl! Favorite track: It's Cold Out Here.
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1.
Andy, the highway looked so dark When the black took control of my eyes When something made my focus smash And I'll be back when the rest of it dies The voice in my head was gone Every sort of person looked like hell With their hands in their pockets And the marks on their scalp If I get a chance to breathe I couldn't breathe under all of that weight, and the things that we've seen. With all the dead, with their hats on their chest, and their thoughts in the leaves. I can't breathe (The highway looked so dark I'm drowning underwater) Tear the fever out of my lungs, put the cold back under my tongue.
2.
I see you breathing, and you know I'm leaving, but there's nothing harder than saying goodbye. And you won't be speaking, you'll just be leaking all your hopes and dreams and making me think crazy things. So drive Seth, dear god, please drive. (Drive Seth, my god, please drive) Drive Seth, dear god. (Drive Seth, my god) Head for the highway, they say it's my way, but I can't stay, so I'm telling myself everything will be okay. (Take back your insecurities because they are boring me.) I'm not worried, just hurry, because it's never seemed so strange. (To death, and I am sick of this sincere shit.) I don't know this place. We're buried together and staying ahead of the weather. We are so brittle with bones so fickle. They lie so steady, and now I'm ready to die, or drive. Please call someone, we need to find a way home. I'm soaked and can't recognize this bone.
3.
Hope 03:53
I speak soft hoping you’ll hear me Not too busy searching for your head and heart I sing loud but only in the beginning just to grab your attention Will you bare witness to these words that have been so hard to find. Look at me when I say I’m not just another one of your fucking push-aways In your life all you’ve seen, so sick and tired of all those movie scenes I’ll let you in, I’ll pour you out, Let’s build you straight up, turn you ‘round and spit you out. I am hope. Look at me when I say I’m broken and disheveled yet still working a double on your heart and in your head. Not to be confused with the lines about losing them. I’m speaking truthfully, I’ve spent so many sleepless nights Just wondering “will I ever be able to be your hope”. Your hope. Shattered heart but you’re calling it “open minded,” Dare I say you’re the one that makes me realize. Our nights are not labeled as “life,” Can we call them “living?” I’ve found these present findings To be directly connected to your secret-carings I’ve been speaking truthfully, I’ve spent so many sleepless nights Just wondering “will I ever be able to be your hope.” Your hope. I sing strong, Will you just notice me Spewing these lines out leaving my thoughts so dry? Just you know you’re slowly brewing A collection of moments, My tangle of words should explain my lack-luster last line.
4.
Don’t call me now, I am in bed. I’ve sacrificed all chances for street-cred As a result of sticking near The same bed time for 13 years But you know this I’ve said it before Theres lots of things I’ve said before Lots of things you kind of ignored And brushed it off, you always brushed it off Pacing down the hallway stairs Mental notes of quick repairs To gaps in my story for tomorrow morning Of why I was up at this hour (you owe me) When I have children of my own And when they have children of their own I’ll spit and spew of my dumbass high school endeavors with prideful tone ( i wish they were so much better) But when my freezing lower limbs approach that sly grinning little shit I knew the truth in every vowel sound that I had admitted just two nights before Goodbye was not an option, It’s clear to you but to no one was it clearer than to me Since day one I’ve been locked in, I’m not fucking hanging up. I told you I loved you just outside your mom’s place. You laughed then you felt bad as we sat there red-faced. I felt like a bitch so I told you to get out, But I guess Bren was right babe cause’ who’s laughing now.

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released May 10, 2012

Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by Eric Muth, Modern Baseball, and Marietta

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