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The Longest Summer Ever

by Woehrwolf

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1.
Laaaaaaa daa daaa daaaa yada yada yaaaaaaaaaaaa AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
2.
Well, I thought I'd be done living like a sloth, I'd get a job but I fell in love with living like a slob, I'm my own boss I'm sleeping on clean laundry and nailing all my sheets to the wall and I've been leaving my way out of doing any dishes at all. Well, these lounge lizards just lick of cigarettes, they eat 'em up. and I've had enough 'cause not doing much it's easy to forget that I need my breath and I thought smoking on my second story porch it'd be the last summer but now its october and I'm still hung over. I'm gonna move out of my mom's guest room into my mom's attic maybe the winter will kick me out before my mom's had it cause I got nothin left to do but room to room and I'm real good at it. this summer's seamed to span a little longer than I planned I thought I'd be done living like a sloth, well I guess I'm not I guess I'm not
3.
Sin Summer starts me spiraling down hill. maybe its the spring that makes me want to blow my brains out love is in the air; children running everywhere Fall is always awesome when its on. Oh, so brief and fleeting, it comes and goes but how I lover to stuff my clothes with all the colored leaves and breath the air. The oils remind me when I could properly receive the seasons Summer should be always out of doors. Winter's always tough but I would love to spend it loving on the floor with all you people I adore. Wood is good like trees. Roosting is the verb I'd use for huddling and tucking in our knees.
4.
I woke from dreaming, and like any other day you had been there and a wish I didn't wake. But something struck me, it was your lack of disdain. And though you spoke, you managed to refrain from ever touching or lying in the same bed. I knew as soon as your head hit the pillow I'd be erect again. I touch myself to the thought of you cumming in your flower bed. Picture of your lover new, cowl of flowers around her head. And I'm dead The thinnest, pale yellow thread couldn't ever stitch this distance back together.
5.
Heartburn 03:27
I'm heartsick I'm heartburn I'm heartache Hard to ever learn To not let my fear gains not let my heart eat my brain I've heard some good advice to jump in must be so nice Cold water is calling, what if I slip and fall in Cause I didn't even almost drown this summer and its not over I know that it won't be over 'till I do What if I should apply to some positions by my true love of two rivers? I know I'd always miss her Would it be so bad to live in that trash drip town again? I know how it gets cold and the sun goes down for months and the snow goes gray and the salt licks and stains your boots its the same as any place in new york I didn't ever forget or minimize in my head how bitter and depressed it always managed to get but living with regret this summer bested it yet there's something to be said for space heaters and blankets And I know my mom is only trying to help me but how can I be a man if I don't take my own chances? it's just like Brendan told me, only now its more confusing if I'm not leaving then I'm not living, not really. I'm heartsick I'm heart burn I'm heartache hard to ever learn to not eat the pizza for breakfast lunch and dinner
6.
Pizza Breath 04:08
I've got pizza breath I've got pizza breath I wouldn't put it past you to wish me dead, I've got Pizza Breath™ I've got my grandfather's stench of death You know, we both play the trumpet. Maybe its only gingivitis, I don't have a dentist. But I've got I've got it I've got I've got it now I've got, I've got it I've got Pizza Breath™ I've got PIZZA BREATH

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recorded in the fall, summer, and spring following the summer of 2016. in white plains and binghamton, ny

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released September 20, 2017

all songs written by Daniel Woehr as WOEHRWOLF
Brendan Walsh - rubber foam on metal rod (track 1)
Regina Bell - Voice (tracks 3, 6)
Sam Woehr - Drums (track 5)

cassette and header art by Regina Bell

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