Sweet Dreams E​.​P.

by We're Going To Hell For This

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Studio mixes of our covers and remixes that we can't release for monetary gain.

Check out our guests on this album:
Heather Lloyd
onesheet.com/heatheraubreylloyd
Black Dress Jess
www.reverbnation.com/blackdressjess

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released January 8, 2015

Track 1:
Artem Bank - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Bass
Murray Gudesblat - Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar
Cory Birdsell - Drums
Tears For Fears - Mad World (sampled)

Track 2:
Artem Bank - Vocals, Electric Guitar, Bass, Drums
Murray Gudesblat - Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar
Heather Lloyd - Vocals
onesheet.com/heatheraubreylloyd
Smashing Pumpkins - The Beginning is the End is the Beginning (sampled)

Track 3:
Artem Bank - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Bass
Murray Gudesblat - Electric Guitar
Cory Birdsell - Drums
Black Dress Jess - Vocals
www.reverbnation.com/blackdressjess

Track 4:
Artem Bank - Vocals, Electric Guitar, Bass
Murray Gudesblat - Electric Guitar
Cory Birdsell - Drums

Track 5:
Artem Bank - Vocals, Bass, Drum Programming
Murray Gudesblat - Electric Guitar
Charlie Chaplin - Speech Samples

Track 6:
Artem Bank - Electric Guitar, Strings, Synths, Drums
Murray Gudesblat - Electric Guitar

Artwork by Murray Gudesblat.

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Murray Gudesblat
Cory Birdsell

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Track Name: Mad World (Tears For Fears Cover)
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere

Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles its a very, very
Mad world, mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen

Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me, what's my lesson?
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles its a very, very
Mad world, mad world, enlarging your world
Mad world
Track Name: Sweet Dreams (Feat. Heather Aubrey Lloyd) (Eurhythmics Cover)
Sweet dreams are made of these,
Who am I to disagree?
I traveled the world and the seven seas,
Everybody's looking for something.
Some of them want to use you.
Some of them want to be used by you.
Some of them want to abuse you.
Some of them want to be abused.

Sweet dreams are made of these,
Fantasies that we all need.
We're all searching for the taboo scene,
Everybody's yearning for something.
Some of them want to use you.
Some of them want to be used by you.
Some of them want to abuse you.
Some of them want to be abused.

Sweet dreams are made of these,
Who am I to disagree?
I traveled the world and the seven seas,
Everybody's looking for something.
Some of them want to use you.
Some of them want to be used by you.
Some of them want to abuse you.
Some of them want to be abused.
Track Name: Passive (Feat. Black Dress Jess) (A Perfect Circle Cover)
“Dead as dead can be,” my doctor tells me
But I just can’t believe him, never the optimistic one
I’m sure of your ability to become my perfect enemy
Wake up and face me, don’t play dead cause maybe
Someday I will walk away and say, “You disappoint me,”
Maybe you’re better off this way

Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic
I catch a brief reflection of what you could and might have been
It's your right and your ability
To become…my perfect enemy…

Wake up (why can't you) and face me (come one now),
Don’t play dead (don't play dead)
Cause maybe (because maybe)
Someday I’ll (someday I'll) walk away and say, “You disappoint me,”
Maybe you’re better off this way

Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
You’re better of this; you’re better off this;
Maybe you’re better off!

Wake up (can't you) and face me (come on now),
Don’t play dead (don't play dead)
Cause maybe (because maybe)
Someday I’ll (someday I'll) walk away and say, “You fucking disappoint me!”
Maybe you’re better off this way

Go ahead and play dead
I know that you can hear this
Go ahead and play dead
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
You fucking disappoint me!

Passive aggressive bullshit
Track Name: Drown (ilyAIMY Cover)
It's all the past-tense beautiful ones
They're working in these bars
They keep the lights dimmed down down down
In the hope that the years don't grow

And they look up to the sky in revolution
And they open up their mouths
A gutter baptism won't ever save you baby
But it won't be suicide if you drown

I'm too young to hate the games you play my friend
And I'm too old to turn you down
You want a Love what leaves bruises where he pleases
I'll try

And all of the young ones if they're still young enough to run
They're better than me still
Their hungry eyes seek out the strongest loudest biggest "best"
And they're just angry at the rest

They open up their thighs in revolution
And they open up their mouths
Some will learn to fight down down upon their knees
Most will just drown

I'm too old to play the games you play my friend
But I'm too young to turn them down
You want a Life what leaves bruises where it pleases
I'll try.

And yet you always cut the deepest
And yet you always fly away
Dry out your flesh on me
he would burn you anyway

And what of me and the noise I bring
I'm still working in these bars
I keep my head down down down
In the hope that the years don't show

I raised my voice in revolution
And I opened up my mouth
One more angel in the legions
I'm just waiting to be drowned
Out.

And I will always cut the deepest
And I will always fly away
Dry out your flesh on me
I will Love you anyway
Track Name: Here We Are (The Great Dictator Version)
Bombs are falling down,
It's just as real as the first time,
Be ready grab your gun,
Be ready to fight,
Ready to revolt!
Living in a world that,
Stabs you in the back,
But we just don't care,
Cause here we are again.

We are your army,
Your elemental building blocks of destruction,
We level the playing field,
No, we level our enemies,
We level the liars,
We level you.

Pieces are falling apart,
You're puzzle's broken,
50 pick up,
Like cards,
But where are the jokers?
They're standing and watching us scatter.
But here we are again,
Waiting, waiting,
Waiting for what?
There's no savior,
No magical force,
If you want change you have to do it yourself.

We are your army,
Your elemental building blocks of destruction,
We level the playing field,
No, we level our enemies,
We level the liars,
We level you.
Track Name: Mad World (Fuck Gary Jules Mix)
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere

Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles its a very, very
Mad world, mad world