Don't Care

by Belly Up

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released July 24, 2015

Instruments recorded by Ian Van Opijnen @ The Echo Room
Vocals recorded by Ryan Cohen @ Robot Dog
Mixed and Mastered by Ian Van Opijnen @ The Echo Room
All music written and performed by Belly Up and Christopher Laplante

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Track Name: Don't Care
I'm starting to believe
The things we think we need, They mean nothing.
And I hate the state of my wellbeing.
One mans trash is another mans trash
With a place for it.
Gather and take in,
to the home.
it's been others before.
Filled with bad habits
Kept the dirt on my hands.
Like a real man
Can't just wash them and mend, because again.
One mans trash is another mans trash,
With a place for it.
Gather and take in,
to the home.
it's been others before.
Gather and save it
See's other faces
A timeshare in hell well spent
Never to come back again.
If I must grab at anything
That makes the blood rush
I'll have to pass it off.
No matter what I've got
To the ground, We all rot.
Track Name: BEERS, Oh YUT!
I’m trying desperately
block out all the bad so i can breathe
the northern air gets hazy but remains a part of me.
A place I’ve come to love it grows so tall i can’t keep up.
Trade city streets for endless trees struck silent by the beauty.
Pacing back and forth incase it helps me clear my mind.
I think of better things from time to time.
Rest my head in this shit hole.
Settle down and play the roll.
I can’t change my apartment but i can’t buy a fucking home.
Breathe easy just try and see theres more to this life then A to B.
Pacing back and forth incase it helps me clear my mind.
I think of better things from time to time.
The lights dim so much easier from here.
No reason to be stressed or scared.
We're all unprepared.
I’ll take the comfort of the rain the smell of burning sage thats conveniently spread across our place.
i’d hate to think of where i’d be without you guiding softly,
the negative within me.
Out of focus to the back of my memory.
Clear the clutter from my life
this love seat sucks it needs the knife.
Took stock of what i had and add it to the trash.
Track Name: Snyder
Cave in the walls of the basement.
Take a spot on the couch.
We made a mess of ourselves.
"Hey i'm a little tapped, you got a sawbuck on you?"
The way we wore the same path
come back in one piece and relax.
Gut the world
With your grand dads war sword.
A man after my own heart.
We made a mess of ourselves.
We made a mess of our shit life
Nothing matters
"Hey i'm a little tapped, you got a sawbuck on you?"
The way we wore the same path
come back in one piece and relax.
Miles apart we still stay in contact.
Rip the taurus all to hell
From Mountain High with bloodshot eyes
That scent will never leave.