Self​-​Titled EP

by Ourselves

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    This 7" record has four songs from the self-titled Ourselves digital EP pressed to random color vinyl by Gotta Groove Records in Ohio. Featuring a hand-stamped cover with insert, you will also receive a full download of all six songs.

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The band: Mike / Cale / Scott / Joshua. This is the debut s/t EP with alternate digital cover art.

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released July 28, 2015

Recorded and mixed by Matthew Cross at Rise Like Lions. Produced by Ourselves and Matthew Cross. Mastered by Tony Hamera. Artwork and design: Miguel Camilo / www.miguelcamilo.com

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Track Name: Ballad For Crows
Remember when I told you I was sorry?
I Lied. Yeah.
Remember when I told you you can call me?
I lied. Yeah.
I owe a debt I cannot repay
So I must pay forward instead
Everyone’s looking for a banner they can carry.
I’d rather forge ahead.

No longer idle are the kids of 2nd avenue.
Even when the Tower Broderick
Came under our protection too.
Are you brave enough to light the fuse
Even though you can’t run?

Sometimes a demon can chase a man into his grave. Sometimes you make the wrong choice
When all you wanna do is… wait.

There’s only one way down from the gallows.
Track Name: Nothing Is Written
Rock and roll ain’t for the weak of heart
You couldn’t handle the weight of hers
Together we’re the ones who walk between the raindrops
Two against the world baby you know I never miss
Two against the world so bring on the apocalypse
__Thanks for the good times – I’ll never forget them
__Thanks for the hard times too – never regret
__I can never make it up to you every time I went astray
__And you brought me back home
We are the ones who walk between the raindrops
We are the ones who don’t give fate a second thought
I know getting old worries you so much
But You know you’ve got the advantage
You know you’ve got the touch
Nothing is written unless we say so
This story doesn’t really begin until we count 1 2 3 go
The radio didn’t want me – I couldn’t stick to the script
We are the ones bold enough to get in the last word
Two against the world baby you know I never miss
Two against the world so bring on the apocalypse
Track Name: Punch Out
Let’s make an inventory
of the famous people we know
Let’s tell the exact same stories
In every bar that we go
My co-workers look good
But they’re not so clever
No one ever told ‘em
Beauty don’t last forever

Can we please talk about
something else besides
the commercials you saw
during last night’s game?
Can we please not discuss the device
That you gaze into night and day?

All I need is a couple slow nights
Followed by a couple days off

Testify. Gentrify.
Here come the jack boots.
Here come the blue suits.

The only window in this disco
Is the one in my front pocket
Outside they’re uprising. In here we’re embibing.
No need to struggle for what you’ve always had.
Track Name: Stomping Grounds
there’s a lot of money to be made
put the name of your city on a t shirt
the worst of us have got dough to spend
the best of us are down in the dirt
it’s nice to see a city on the rise
but the rules of class will still apply
it’s nice to see a city on the rise
individuality denied
Pay the blood price baby

The owl never stops to shed a tear for it’s prey
Nor does the pudgy little man in khaki slacks
Gonna save us all with his disposable income
Gonna hang around and try to get my hands on some
it’s nice to see a city on the rise
but the rules of class will still apply
it’s nice to see a city on the rise
individuality denied
pay the blood price baby

it’s time you paid the blood price
it’s time you earned those marks that you wear
these were our stomping grounds
there were no dance floors here

the neighbors have all packed up and left town
sometimes it’s easier to walk away
we take solace in our portable devices
I hope some day they can put one in my brain
Pay the blood price baby
Track Name: The Traveler
My elements were forged
In the hearts of a thousand dying suns
A red sky at morning
As we sail out past the nebula
We’ll travel farther than anyone has ever wondered
Our thoughts and memories will be reduced into numbers
Our species will abide.
We envy no one.
We bear away on a spinning metal craft.
Of metal. Of Mineral. We hold fast.

Just as we first walked on the land
Leaving footprints on every new world
Alloy replaces the tissue
Our bodies will withstand the vacuum
We sail to glory. We sail to conquest.
The mission’s eternal and mankind does not rest.
Our destiny is manifest
We envy no one.
We bear away on a spinning metal craft.
Of metal. Of Mineral. We hold fast.

When the galaxy completes it’s voyage
When the singularity comes.
You and I and the stars in the sky
Will be united as one.
Track Name: We Sleep (They Live)
Sonny walked away
A work release program
At the Huron County jail
The deputies were on his trail

(chorus)

Don’t expect much money
There’s no money in your roots.
Can’t pull yourself up by the bootstraps
If you ain’t got any boots.
We sleep and they live
That’s the way it’s always been.
Sonny I hope you make it home
Back to Cass City Michigan.

Sonny was a small town kid
No one thought he’d amount to much
Sonny while you’re on the lamb,
I hope you’ll stay in touch.

Sonny’s runnin. Sonny’s runnin.
First he is tri-city bound
Then gonna hop a bus to chi-town

All the moms on Sonny’s block
have blue stars on their door.
If you can’t go to college
then you might as well go to war