Gun Control EP
by Weed
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Amber
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Even Black
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credits
released 15 May 2012
Recorded in Vancouver BC.
Engineered by Chris Gilling.
Mixed by Kevin Doherty and Chris Gilling.
Mastered by David Reynolds.
Artwork by Weed.
Recorded in Vancouver BC.
Engineered by Chris Gilling.
Mixed by Kevin Doherty and Chris Gilling.
Mastered by David Reynolds.
Artwork by Weed.
tags
license
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discography
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Jul 2013 -
May 2012 -
Jul 2011
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- Track Name: Tie To Everything You Own
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I'm on the phone to practice my tone
Comfortable cold, he made you glow
I'm not allowed to think aloud
Being far away won't make me proud
Options:
Your heart attack,
Weed TV.
Set me back.
Tied to everything you own
California's all alone
I don't want you to succeed
Tied to everything but me
Full of myself, I'm hollowed out
You're not my friend, Ryan’s my route
Everything's out of my system now
I'm ready
Tied to everything you own
California's all alone
I don't want you to succeed
Tied to everything but me - Track Name: Amber
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I couldn't say all the while I was over it
Why can't you stay? You're the moment I was waiting for - Track Name: Ben's Tour
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You never had a sister
She might know better
Take us around with neighbors
You'll show me later
I took you for a good man
Or at least no worse than others
Call your cell phone
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Drive and figure it out
You’ve never been my brother
I’ll control my gun sir
Ryan’s a holding pattern
Tour with you, I’d rather
I don’t wanna hear from her now
I’ll steel myself and fuck someone else
Call your cell phone
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Drive and figure it out - Track Name: Even Black
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Over your self, color Texas in the middle
Not even black turns a part of you to hold me back
First girlfriends, this is how I won't remember you
Dead horses live, you don't know what that meant to me
It’s time
to let that connection fade
She believes in me
without you
The middle first
the longest day
You won’t hear from me
the black has turned to you
How long do I have? Anyone a preservation?
San Jose circle, take a mile and call my name
Look at it with shame, as unoriginal
I’m not the same, Eighty, believe in me
