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Cemetery Highrise Slum

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released June 23, 2015

Creepoid is Sean Miller, Anna Troxell, Patrick Troxell, and Nicholas Kulp.

Produced and Mixed by Peter Mavrogeorgis at Dollhouse Studios, Savannah GA.

Mastered by Scott Hull at Masterdisk.

Cover Photo by Patrick Byrnes.

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Track Name: American Smile
Well the city sucked up your light... You’re growing your American smile. You’re searching for your voice, but you barely make a sound. Cough at the moon, fill your lungs. Cemetery highrise slum. Press the street against your lips, subservient bliss... Now you’re crumbling in the throes of the gritty overgrowth. The filth it overcomes, it seeps into your bones. Cough at the moon, fill your lungs. Cemetery highrise slum. Press the street against your lips, subservient bitch... You’re wasting away again. Give it all away again.
Track Name: Devil in the Subtext
Devil in the subtext, I hear you. Hollow dumbbell blues, gonna stunt your growth. Deviated septum, retinal detachment. Pebble in your shoe, gonna cut you down. Quarantine the edge now, think I’ll spread it around. Deviated septum, retinal detachment. Think I wanna spread it around. Think I’m gonna spread it around. Feel it seeping out of the ground; it’s here. It was right here all along. Revel in the deafening sound of fear... Of cattle being bled... Think I wanna spread it around. Think I’m gonna spread it around.
Track Name: Fingernails
Like black tires on the road and bitten fingernails in a bowl... It’s my desolate search for a soul that’s taken me all night. Like chalk lines on the floor and knowing that you wanted more. Like a fish that’s bitten through its lure, it used to change my mind. Something alive has torn the sky. Like a beautiful piece of art, or a fat sad bloated heart... Like a shot taken into the night, your favorite place to lie... Something alive has torn the sky. Unlace your disguise - it’s mine.
Track Name: Seams
Green trees lining all the streets... they hide things - I wonder what’s beneath those perfect little leaves. Lift me up, I wanna leave. I taste a sickness in the stream. My vision’s coming in. My mind is slipping in. Hold me high enough to reach the seams holding back the real thing - I hear the vultures sing. Lift me up, I wanna leave. I taste a sickness in the stream. My vision’s coming in. My mind is slipping... The seams are ripping & all this is nothing. Nothing at all...
Track Name: Dried Out
Crawl as the vision drought sets in, time is running out. Search for the missing prize burns out, melts your life away. We’re just breathing to die, down by the water’s edge. Hang your head & cry... Cut by the water’s edge, it falls away. The birds, they fly away. I never knew someone as gone as you. Dried out... Lifeblood flowing from your veins, crack in the reservoir. Dust clouds rolling in again, blister the atmosphere. We’ve been living a lie, down by the water’s edge. Wring your hands & sigh... Cut by the water’s edge, it falls away. The birds, they fly away. The trees, they burn away. I never knew someone as gone as you. Dried out... Show me the real you, shine out before it’s gone. Show me the real you. Shine out, until it’s gone.
Track Name: Shaking
A fleeting glimpse brings me down here. You’re the one that keeps me believing in this hole in the ground. Oh, you’re shaking my heart. You shook me from the very start. A fading horse falls to its knees. You’re the one that keeps me returning to this shell of a town. Oh, you’re shaking my heart. You shook me from the very start...
Track Name: Calamine
Calamine, over broken skin... Don’t bother asking, she won’t tell you where she’s been. Swollen, turning against yourself... Closed eyes & turpentine won’t wash away your sins. A cold wind is here - it’s blowing again. A mother lies. Another lie. Another loved one turns their head & looks away... There’s a cold wind blowing... A cold wind is coming.
Track Name: Tell the Man
You always found a way to pull down... Drowning in the blue light. Selling the scenery just right. Swallow the dream - it’s real, believe. I know you saw. I know it’s wrong. Smother the scene, down low. Swallow the scenery - it’s real, don’t believe. Tell the man I’m here. Tell him my name. Grope at the sunlight like it’s night. Say my name. Drown in the blue.
Track Name: Worthless and Pure
So sick... So worthless. What you see is what you get... It’s perfect. So sure it’s pure. What I see is no regret... It’s yours. Can’t change the future with a checkered past. Won’t make a difference if it won’t last.
Track Name: Eating Dirt
Skeletal fingers tighten the vise. Roll in the dirt. Worship the hand forcing you down on the ground. The hounds, they snarl... Thinning the herd. Pulling the weeds. Swim in the piss. Be thankful.
Track Name: Here
In the shadows down the stairs, sunlight barely shines at all. But you know the light would burn your wings. It doesn’t matter that you’re alone... When you’re here.