Demo 2015

by Vitriol

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released March 30, 2015

Tracks 1-4 recorded by Andrew Villasenor at his house and mixed, edited and produced by Anthony Clairmont in his bedroom.

Tracks 5 and 6 recorded in San Louis Obispo at Avalon recording studio

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Track Name: Eye Decay
sleepless in the grey
as the morning sun came up
hand on my shoulder
to comfort me in silence

Like I trusted us
to get through it
cold calm and clear
we peer into the sunrise

I don't know
I don't know how to deal with it
I get low
I get so fucking sick of it
We die
Try not to mention it
We barely get by
Next time I'll see you on the other side

Now spring is creeping up
but i still feel winter cling
it hangs inside these walls
Embedded in the beams

but not to break a fall
comfort insecurities
but in the dark one spark
could set us free

I don't know
I don't know how to deal with it
I get low
I get so fucking sick of it
We die
Try not to mention it
We barely get by
Next time I'll see you on the other side
Track Name: Dirty Little Snitch
I've never been so alone,
I've never been this lonely,
I've been sitting alone in my room.
Intoxication high,
bloodshot eyes are dry,
Like a dog licking it's wounds.


The vitriol that I felt,
the searing in my chest,
there's a gaping ugly wound.
The sleepless nights that I've spent
locked inside my head
next to an empty bottle of booze.


Now I'm seething deep inside,
watching as you lie,
as you weave about the room.
Your loud mouth speaks in tongues,
you climb another social rung,
I never could trust you.


The vitriol that I felt,
the searing in my chest,
there's a gaping ugly wound.
The sleepless nights that I've spent
locked inside my head
next to an empty bottle of booze.
Track Name: Fail Us Bueller As We Scoff
I wish I were more adept
at this kind of gathering
I feel overwhelming regret
at every word I’m saying
this room is for millionaires
and hot shot conversations
so I stand here quiet
transfixed and silently seething

And everyone is full of shit
everyone else loves eating it
I guess I don’t get the gist
but I don’t feel like demonstrating

I want you to lie to me
to tell me everything
I want to be comforting
instead of overwhelming
I wanna be passionate
in all my interactions
I swear I’m gonna try and make this work
I swear I won’t be condescending


Could you give me something to look forward to?
I need to get this whole thing off of my chest
shit’s running around in my head.
Track Name: Champagne Sundaze
it’s another champagne sunday
with your hands against the wall
your bent down on your knee
and your watching as the sunlight
slowly moves across the hall

another champagne sunday
walking to the liquor store
somethings moving in the heat waves
but its hard to say for sure

another champagne sunday
as she’s reaching for the door
its the last thing that will haunt you
as you pass out on the floor


another champagne sunday
laying sprawled out on the floor
but your thoughts are filled with violence
can’t take yourself anymore

it’s another champagne sunday x4
Track Name: Coolio Brohemous
Slow down My countryman
It's not your fucking problem
What we do with our bodies
How we love each other
You are the past
and we're living in the future
It's the same fucking story 
It's the same fucking story
It's the same fucking story every dayy

So slow down its not your fucking problem
Don't pretend like you have to solve us
We're on our own and we are doing okay
Tonight is on our side
Tomorrow comes at the break of day light
on our own we’ll make it through the tunnel alright

Slow down my countrymen
Don't get up tight 
OUR PROBLEMS OUR FIGHTS
We're doing alright 
Feeling wild tonight
We got that fire in our eyes and 
It's the same fucking story 
It's the same fucking story
It's the same fucking story every day

So slow down its not your fucking problem
Don't pretend like you have to solve us
We're on our own and we are doing okay
Tonight is on our side
Tomorrow comes at the break of day light
on our own we’ll make it through the tunnel alright

So slow down We’re not your fucking problem X1,000,000