Split w/ Dérive

by Eat Strike

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Dérive have been our best friend band since we first met them in late July of 2014.

We've been wanting to do something with them forever. This is that.

We recorded our half at Black National with Chris Baumann on March 6th.

Physicals out soon.

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released March 14, 2016

Jordan Perkic - guitars and vocals
Rob Cave - bass
Brennan Deboer - drums
Michael Siebert - vocals, keys, lyrics

Recorded by Chris Baumann
Mixed and mastered by Jordan Perkic
Art by Mia Soza

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half gay, half not

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Track Name: Julius Excluded From Heaven
I will assassinate your foreign man
We all got eyeballs in the backs of our hands
Sound off the guns
Burn off your brows
Kill all your calves
It's hard to be god
With these lips
And thick calves
It's not for you
Dish pit
Pink shit
Mice are kicking off fat
Mouth full of plaque
Ears full of scat
Flush all the hair
Push out the cramps
Hit all your friends
It's hard to be god
With these lips
And thick calves
It's not for you
This pit
Pink shit
Sound off the guns
Burn off your brows
Track Name: HDR Egghead
Rachel's blood
She said his name into a hand mirror
Burning cud
We threw his body in the river
Eyelids shut
His guts are bursting through his skin grafts
Terror plots
The birds are picking both his palms off
Now
Lie flat
Bus to Miami
Lie flat
Meet in Orlando
Credit cards
Your rampant spending is contagious
In dive bars
You're mixing drinks inside the bathroom
"Cable Cars"
He said he never liked that song much
Brake fluid
Huh
Rachel's blood
She said his name into a hand mirror
Burning cud
We threw his body in the river
Eyelids shut
His guts are bursting through his skin grafts
Terror plots
The birds are picking both his palms off
Now.
Lie flat
Bus to Miami
Lie flat
Meet in Orlando

Oh my god
What's up
I like boys and I like fucking boys
Oh my god
That's good
Oh my god that's like so good
Yeah that's good
Right there
Oh my god
Oh god

Rachel's blood
She said his name into a hand mirror
Burning cud
We threw his body in the river
Eyelids shut
His guts are bursting through his skin grafts
Terror plots
The birds are picking both his palms off
Lie flat
Bus to Miami
Now
Meet in Orlando
Track Name: Skill Forest
I woke up surrounded by fungus
With mushrooms growing out of my palms and eyelids
The sweat was gelatinous on my brow
And it was impossible to wipe it off beneath all the growth

I knew my father had left me here to die
Amongst the leaves, trees, and filthy water
To die like one of the bog people
To become a leather husk

I pressed
My way
Through the shit and the muck
And then
With teeth
Grinding against my gums
Crawled out
From the
Swamp and made my way home
To search
To find
To lay waste to my man

I will cut you down
I will bury you

This water’s my home
And
These hands aren’t my own