Bury me in Irvine

by Moral Straightjacket

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released April 18, 2013

Recorded, Mixed, Mastered by Eric Mileham @ Noise Pollution Studios Anaheim, CA March, 2013.

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Track Name: The anteater in love
I stepped on a snail outside your front door
I left without knocking and drove home in a downpour
Broke down south of town as the storm clouds rolled in
Sat in the bed and got soaked to the skin

John, how come?
John, go on
John, you're wrong
John, so long

We can't share a bed, we can't share a room
You left this town not a moment too soon
Please, don't spoil my recollection of you
By thinking I'm perfect for you, too

John, how come?
John, go on
John, you're wrong
John, so long
Track Name: Fin-de-siècle John
My twenty three feel more like a century
Distaste, like a stream, swells up inside of me
Pouring forth from the pores in my skin it flows
Like a river feeding a dying sea
Overflowing with the fear of disease
Of an addiction I can't help but feed
An open book for the whole world to read
Filled with fantasies of decline and degeneracy
My twenty three feel more like a century
Anxiety, like a weed, grows up inside of me
Springing forth from the cracks in my bones
'til there's nothing left of me beneath this green canopy


I want in
I feel that urge again
I'd love to try
Spread my wings so that I can dive
And this time, maybe I'll stay below all night
Swim so deep that I escape the light of a sun
That won't let this son find his place
Die and become. Die and be cum.
Track Name: 11/3/57
Sailing into vast seas, circling the drain,
earth grows smaller and larger again
Burning, my skin turns to dust and I go blind
earth groans and looks for the soul it's never to find

Stray, I stray from earthly paths
Stray, I stray from your grasp

Never coming home

City streets, find me cold, find me alone
Subway cars, my friends find warmth for their skin and their bones
Passenger seat, head to the dash, head through the windshield
A warm bath, a fresh set of clothes but I don't see the appeal

Stray, I stray from earthly paths
Stray, I stray from your grasp

Never coming home... again

Earth is not good enough for me

Stray, I stray from earthly paths
Stray, I stray from your grasp