Bedside Manner

by Trespasser

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The Half Pint Collective and Googleygoo

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released August 2, 2013

All music by Trespasser

Gio Coviello - Vocals / Drums (2,5,6,7) / Guitar (2)
Joey Gonzalez - Drums (1,3,4,8) / Vocals (6,7) / Guitar (6)
Nate Waldraff - Bass (2,4,6,7)
Matt Powell - Bass (1,3,5,8)
Alex Molini - Guitars / Background Vocals

Recorded by Michael John Thomas III

Produced and Mixed by Alex Molini (Track 1 mixed by Greg Martin)

Mastered by Greg Martin

Album Art by Rob Ramirez

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Track Name: Big Collapse
Who are we and where do we go?
I pinch myself
I'll cheers to health
All credit to Mother Earth
She spat me out
Spat in my mouth

Hey big collapse
What's that you've crumpled up
Are we all slow to die
or wiped out in an instant

Pretty houses all in a row
I couldn't bear to see one go

Hey big collapse
What's that you've crumpled up
Are we all slow to die
Or wiped out in an instant
Hey Babylon
What's that you're kicking up
Although we're miles apart
I still don't feel the distance

Baby please don't go
Track Name: My Blue Veins
It was never morning how I saw it
The entire length of tunnel was my bedroom
And it breathed like a close friend
Wild dogs ran right through me
This is on a map
This map is accurate
Through the echoes came syllables
Through the syllables I heard a curse
But the ground used to swing by underneath me
I used to call for a better push
And often I would get it
I saw over the trees
I saw my father's hands
Next to mine they were thick like a motor
And I was holding the chains in a death grip with my young blue veins
Track Name: Punch Butterfuck
these are the same old problems we've had before
no need to confuse
blood in my head, woodchips in my shoes
this is the part when we all forget where we are
i don't pretend to have the answers
when you build me up, buttercup
you keep cutting your hair in front of me
this is the part when we all forget where we are
I don't pretend to have the answers
when you shut me up, shutterbug
it's been nine years
still i'm not getting it right
the first half was a little fuzzy
but man was it heavy
this is the part when we all forget why we ever left home
i want it back so bad
but i'm keeping what i have
Track Name: Two Pillows
Two pillows are enough for my one head
There's a draft felt though the nerve endings of other animals
Whatever left of god is disappearing quickly
Whichever frauds (frogs?) are left are disappearing very quickly
Two pillows are enough for my one bed
There's a draft felt through the nerve endings of other animals
I know why

And I go along since you wove each one into the next
And, no, we can't forget about the rest

What if tomorrow doesn't bring success
What if these hands belong to another man
Who could undress you without feeling like an idiot
Track Name: Bedside Manner
Lay in repose
So I push it all aside
The devil is in the details
Why not let him decide
And "Pay to Cum"
Coming through my stereo

My lungs, they swell
They crack my ribs as well
These chords (cords?), chords become
The bones that mend
And I can comprehend
Our words, yours and mine

My sores are loud
My pores are quaint
Stretched across a sturdy splint

My lungs, they swell
They crack my ribs as well
These cords (chords?), cords become
The bones that mend
And I can comprehend
Our words, yours and mine

And all the things you counted on
To make things easier
It seems they leave you stranded on
The very plot you choose
And all the ceilings I've stared at
And all the bedrooms too