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Sweet Dreams E​.​P.

by We're Going To Hell For This

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1.
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
2.
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.
3.
“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
4.
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
5.
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.
6.
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

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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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Artem Bank
Murray Gudesblat
Cory Birdsell

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