by Paint It Black

  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    So what if it's on Fat Wreck Chords? The last copies of the black vinyl first pressing of what called "The #4 EP Of 2009". Harsh, but fair. Recorded by Kurt Ballou at GodCity in 2009.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Surrender via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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released August 18, 2009


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Track Name: Sacred
I used to feel safe, oblivious to the mess I left in my wake. Now I try to give more than I take.

But there’s more at stake than the nights I spent awake. It turns out I’ve got a selfish streak, and I repeat the same mistakes.

Seconds, hours, minutes, days. I feel it slip, slipping away.

Did I mention that I’m fucking scared? I can feel the decay, but I can’t say it caught me unawares. New bruises, new pills. Fate will not fight fair; the clock will not stand still. “Ask me why & I’ll spit in your eye.” We’re all still ill.

Today I felt the time slipping away.
Track Name: Worms
We play the early bird. Their schemes are absurd, buy in and get burned. We discern at day’s end we’re just food for the worms, so we work at what we love, and live on our own terms.

And the gears still turn. Will you remain devout, devoured day in and day out? If you have any doubt, look no further than the chewed up and spit out.

We won’t be meat for this war pig scene. We will be the vaccine.
Track Name: Cipher
Hands on our hearts but no patriot hymn. We pray for better days but don’t believe in sin. We are the pride and the disgrace. We sing of world’s end with a smile on our face.

Fraudulent allegiances, cheap facades, our father’s flags, our mother’s gods.

We will celebrate your decay. We stumble faithless, blind, spineless, the American way. This could be the dawn of a brand new day, so get out of our way.
Track Name: Surrender
We try to decipher the truth from the lie. There were bolder lines in those analog times.

Station after station, a catalog of capitulations. “Abort mission”? This is no fucking solution. Digging tunnels under Babylon is not sufficient. And I think I know what you’re wishing, so I’m renewing my vows: No more giving up, no more giving in.

No more shame for what’s underneath my skin. No more nostalgia for the face I wore when I was young. No more violence with my eyes, no more violence with my tongue.

You want to talk about skin?
Let’s talk about skin.

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