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Headline Act

by Seabreeze Diner

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1.
Shitty Bar 02:58
I will smoke this cigarette just to drown All my sorrow And that'll just be another habit I've gotta kick tomorrow Oh with all my faded clothes Boots with holes in the soles God only knows why you're still around Cuz you've seen the best of me Yeah you've seen the best of me You've seen the best of me now honey But you don't wanna leave
2.
Hi-Strung 03:33
When I get lost between my veins It’s a struggle to reclaim Narrow streets and alleyways There’s no one left to blame It’s my soul I want to leave It’s my name I can’t deceive Sign the page and set me free You’re so high strung I don’t know the reason why You told me you felt safe A wound in love’s no alibi You can never burn that tape It’s my soul I want to leave It’s my name I can’t deceive Sign the page and set me free You’re so high strung
3.
Who U R 03:23
“Not the jealous kind But they’re no friends of mine” How I wish I knew what you're trying to prove I'm afraid it's true I came up just like u Always something to gain but too much to lose You ain't pleased Yeah there's always somewhere you'd rather be You can fool yourself but you ain't fooling me So kick back and relax Just like u always have It ain't nothing till you've seen it through I swore you said That gratitude is dead And all that's left for me is solitude You ain't pleased Yeah there's always somewhere you'd rather be You can fool yourself by singing “Save your prayers for a shooting star” “Never let em figure out just who u r” Well you shroud yourself in mystery Now you're drowning in the misery I can't feel I can't feel it no more It's who u r
4.
Labor Day 03:41
Punched my card, the concrete’s dry Desire leads the coddled mind In a haze of broken glass I was your null She’s pinned and he’s out on the prowl Punching walls, it’s zero hour A helpless streetlamp grows Out of the night Little glare coming off your hair Come and baby knock me dead In that orange hue I never knew All that we left unsaid For what it’s worth, what I put forth Is a secret that’s insane You can rest your head on Labor Day Given your rich history Should’ve listened when they said to me No love is lost No waiting by the door Little glare coming off your hair Come and baby knock me dead Your scaly skin, that smokeless sin Which would you rather shed? When feather’s weighed and black lines greyed You’ve got that lonesome sway You can rest your head on Labor Day If this is heaven why does it feel Like a boulevard, a dead end deal? It’s no use trying, he made his bed You can’t kill time, it’s already dead I’ll miss him when the sun comes up But it ain’t worth the fray All I want is for you to look my way
5.
See the sparks, see the fly on the wall And there’s an art to being no one at all The last one here, or the last one to call Speak a word, watch it shatter and fall I lost my steam Let it all catch dust, fell on a bed of old magazines Cat’s in the sun Swimming pools just south of 17 No class to cut, so we trimmed it clean Cassandra’s right, sell the shit you don’t need It ain’t a crutch, it’s a god damn dream We got lost, Until we stalled to crawl, looking at headlights in the pouring rain But we can run Yes, it’s true All the things we do keep coming back again And you are Or at least you were A shadow of rust the spotlight can’t ignore
6.
Give it Time 02:44
We were passing time honey You were all but mine When you left me hanging on like a fool You said you'd treat me best But only left me to guess Just what your heart was up to So you said it'll be fine Boy just give it time That's when I shoulda known we were through So you can take your time and money But I'm taking mine And I'm running with this girl I always knew She could treat me best Would never leave me to guess Just what her heart was up to So I said it'll be fine Girl just give it time Those boys they'll never love you like you do
7.
Four stars Four broken bones Can’t sell Nobody’s home I’ll wait in the car This joke has gone too far I kept my name No trust Depravity’s on ice Don’t fall I won’t tell you twice I’ll wait in the car This joke has gone too far I kept my name I’ll wait in the car You wear it like a scar
8.
9.
All I Need 05:47
You’ve been taking the long way You've been taking the long way home for weeks You can't help but wander aimlessly Down these foreign streets Sick of the familiar And this is close as you get to getting away I know there's nothing I can do or say For you to feel differently You were the white in my lies Yeah you opened my eyes Now you say so timidly That “I hope you find It in your heart to come on over tonight Cuz you're really all I need” Trying to find the words to say Digging deep has kept me awake with you Don't know what to do Street lights that break like dawn Through the curtains that should have been drawn Leave your room a shade of blue And you've grown tired of the same old lines This goes on for a while Till you're feeling alright Heaven knows exactly what that means Said “I hope you find It in your heart to come on over tonight Cuz you're really all I need”
10.
Not 4 Me 05:21
You had your fun Now you wanna run And just go be Free Peace of mind Can be hard to find When you're just selling dreams Now it's getting to me Yeah I had hoped you were setting the scene I didn't need nobody to bleed It's not for me You're feeling stuck You gave into luck Now you want Everything Been waking fine It's sleeping time that's getting to me Mind’s been racing at speeds That I never hoped to achieve Another victim of this normalcy It's not for me Between the countless interactions The seldom satisfaction It's a wonder I find the time to breathe And with the endless destinations My aimless aspirations I think I'm finally starting to believe That is all they'll ever be Hearts are broken out on empty streets Yeah I’m sure you're at the edge of your seats But it's not for me
11.
War Bat 03:44
So you wanna be a real tuff man? Aw, tell me about it All my friends are disappearing like they’re running round the miracle mile Don’t wanna be alone the alien can’t go home Your mom and dad worry too much anyway Take what you want, I’m only gonna give it away So you wanna be the headline act, You know they’re one in a million Hanging pictures on your wall, well, that is one hell of a way to get clean Give it a little smack Baby hits back You know I’ve been reconsidering it too Give me a second, I’ll find something better to do Put the windows down Make a bad dog outta me Talking to myself, yeah I been crying in my sleep Painting flowers, shooting stars, and playing make-believe Acting like I’m someone special, precious, pristine Tell me where the cowboys went I’m gonna get up and leave now I’m getting pretty sick of sittin round here like a fish in a tin Keep looking left and right checking the corner of my sight I’ve got my worries, yeah, but it’s all the same It’s wearing on me But I’ve got love for the game Put the windows down Make a bad dog outta me Jumping all around I still can’t sleep Cracking gumballs, breaking necks, and eating vaseline Trying to do anything to keep from being seen

credits

released October 12, 2018

All songs written by Seabreeze Diner

Produced, recorded, and mixed by Marc Kuzio at the Echo Lounge
Raleigh, NC

Mastered by Adam Haggar at Mount Olympia Mastering
Los Angeles, CA

Davis Alderson - bass, guitar, keys, lead and backing vocals
Kevin Murphy - guitar, lead and backing vocals
Chris Powers - guitar, bass, lead and backing vocals
Patrick Stovall - drums and percussion, keys, backing vocals

Marc Kuzio is all over this thing playing guitar, bass, keys, percussion, and singing some saintly harmonies. Michael Valeri laid down the bluesy piano on “War Bat,” aided and abetted by Chris Pendergrass’ deviant sax. A dubious crew of individuals lent their “talents” in the form of some inebriated backing vocals throughout.

Cover design by Berkeley Tate
Cover photo by Flip Schulke

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