Mouth Bleeder 7"

by My Dad

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released 10 April 2014

Available in the US: Naked Ally Records (NAR-009)
http://tinyurl DOT com/njl59pm
Available in the UK: Black Lake Records (BL-015)
http://tinyurl DOT com/ps828vm

Recorded January 2013 at Two States Audio in Chicago, IL
Engineered by Dylan Piskula and Brian Fox
Mixed by Dylan Piskula
Mastered by Will Killingsworth

My Dad on this recording:
Dave Collis - guitar, drums, vocals, noise
Bobby Markos - bass
Dylan Piskula - pedal noise on "Kitten"

Artwork and Layout by Nolen Strals

Thanks to: Aaron, Nnamdi, Brennan, Brendan "Full Pack Buckets" Smyth, Anne, Dean and Matt at Naked Ally, Ewan at Black Lake, EIS Family, Ranch Records family, Best Witches, Larry David, Kevin Keenan, GUNK, and more and more people I keep forgetting because I am dumb.

Email: mydadtheband@gmail.com
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Naked Ally Records: nakedallyrecords.com
Black Lake Records: blacklakerecords.net

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Track Name: No Talking
And i'll will bury it into the walls
and we can sit down and talk again
and i'll exhaust everything in the world
sit down to whoever will listen

And i'll stay in this very while
and I've been selfish for a while
and I'll keep to myself in the end
and we can stay selfish so that we can
talk and talk again and talk and talk
and I will talk

The seas they will form
The seas they'll form
around the home
Track Name: Uncle Bacon Face
All these breakthroughs are just tiresome
drained brains and pretty displays

I can find familiarity in anything
Track Name: Kitten
Outstretch my friend's face in a little stencil
Outright and humble and
different from all the stories they built up for you
Weirded out by how afraid you are of all that you don't hold
Maybe it's not your fault, I know
But everyone else says it is

I hope you don't hate me for writing this done
I've heard and seen too much that I'm just scared for you
Your colors fly off your skin and into your blood cells now
Each mark holds what you fucked up

Go back home again
To Northwest Indiana
Liquor costs more than you thought
Northshore train again
I can't vouch for you anymore and now
all I can do is just hope