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released February 18, 2013

Written by When Flying Feels Like Falling Published by WFFLF Music
“The First Time I Met Sanawon” written by Jeffrey Ernest Rosenstock
Published by House of Hassle LLC
Recorded by Eric Kratz @ Reggies’ Rock Club Chicago, IL Dec 23, 2012
Mixed & mastered by Ron Ivan Staley @ Flat Track Recording, Chicago, IL
Artwork and Logo by John Airo

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Track Name: Go Crawl in a Hole & Die
I fucking swear, I fucking swear
I wanna pull out all your hair
You make me wanna break your face
And I don't even care

I don't care if you play nice
I don't care if you think twice
Before you speak, do you see how
It's really too late now

You're a suck-up know-it-all
I won't answer when you call
Maybe before, not anymore
I won't help you when you fall

You will fall down on your face
You'll drown in my pool of hate
You brought this on yourself
And you can go to hell

You're not the boss of everyone
I thought this was meant to be fun
But I found out that you won't quit
Until you think you've won

You just wanna be the star
But can't keep up, you won't go far
You try too hard to be the best
You're easily obsessed

I fucking swear, I fucking swear
Don't talk about me on tumblr
Try to start a god damn scandal
But I still won't care

I won't care if you play nice
And I won't care if you think twice
I'll still be the one to tell you
You can go to hell
Track Name: Mandated Ignorance
The new generation army fights
A war on unknown enemy lines
No one gave them any training

Sent out unprepared, unarmed
Mandated ignorance spreads like
Herpes with no protection

Clueless because commanders are
Afraid if they had comprehension
They'd fire full speed ahead

So kids are all kept in the dark
But as conditioning dies out
Fatalities increase

Wasted money, effort, time
Woven webs supporting lies
Manipulation just to fight
A phony war to strip your rights

False trust fashioned to a point
Only built up to exploit
Emotions twist with falsities
Manipulate camaraderie

This war is waged on privacy
And on the rights on living, breathing
Actual human beings

They'll fight fiercely for your rights
Until you take your first breath
And then you're out of luck

Consent to one activity
Is not consent to all possible
Outcomes and consequences

The real meaning of "pro-life"
Is anti-war and anti-violence
Anti-death, not anti-choice

Wasted money, effort, time
Woven webs supporting lies
Manipulation just to fight
A phony war to strip your rights

False trust fashioned to a point
Only built up to exploit
Emotions twist with falsities
Manipulate camaraderie

Wasted money, effort, time
Woven webs supporting lies
Manipulation just to fight
A phony war to strip your rights

False trust fashioned to a point
Only built up to exploit
Emotions twist with falsities
Manipulate camaraderie
Track Name: Ska Verse Ska
You're such a fucking hypocrite, deny and twist the truth
I've tried to explain but it's no use

Oh yes my friend, now we all know
You're a racist, sexist homophobe

You're so narrow-minded
You call yourself a punk

Nazi punks fuck off, being a nazi is a choice
You don't deserve respect when you strip others' rights

But don't discriminate over
The differences you can't control

The color of your skin
Or who you wanna fuck

You're afraid of radical ideas
Too scared to think for yourself
Too lazy to be an activist
But you have time to get drunk

You should be ashamed to admit
You don't give a shit about anyone else
Na na na na na na na na na

Just doing whatever you want is not rebellious
It's pointless to rebel without a cause

You're just out to hurt people
Too weak to remain peaceful

It's counterproductive
You call yourself a punk

You're afraid of radical ideas
Too scared to think for yourself
Too lazy to be an activist
But you have time to get drunk

You should be ashamed to admit
You don't give a shit about anyone else
Na na na na na na na na na

You're afraid of radical ideas
Too scared to think for yourself
Too lazy to be an activist
But you have time to get drunk

You should be ashamed to admit
You don't give a shit about anyone else
Na na na na na na na na na

You're afraid of radical ideas
Too scared to think for yourself
Too lazy to be an activist
But you have time to get drunk

You should be ashamed to admit
You don't give a shit about anyone else
Na na na na na na na na na
Track Name: Heads On Sticks, Rink Rash & Whips
I'm gonna knock you down
I'm gonna push you away
You're never gonna catch up
I'm gonna get in your way

I'm gonna knock you down
I'm gonna push you away
You're never gonna get up
You're never getting away

I'm gonna knock you down
I'm gonna push you away
You're never gonna catch up
I'm gonna get in your way

I'm gonna knock you down
I'm gonna push you away
You're never gonna get up
You're never getting away

I'm the one that makes you cry
Cross my path, you're gonna fly
When you see me you'll know why
Cross my path, you're gonna die

I'm gonna knock you down
I'm gonna push you away
You're never gonna catch up
I'm gonna get in your way

I'm gonna knock you down
I'm gonna push you away
You're never gonna get up
You're never getting away

I'm gonna knock you down
I'm gonna push you away
You're never gonna catch up
I'm gonna get in your way

I'm gonna knock you down
I'm gonna push you away
You're never gonna get up
You're never getting away

The violence you experience is
Part of the game
Gonna whip around the turn so
Get out of my way

I'm the one that makes you cry
Cross my path, you're gonna fly
When you see me you'll know why
Cross my path, you're gonna die

I'm gonna knock you down
I'm gonna push you away
You're never gonna catch up
I'm gonna get in your way

I'm gonna knock you down
I'm gonna push you away
You're never gonna get up
You're never getting away
Track Name: Psycho Sarah
Psycho Sarah
Psycho all the way
Psycho Sarah
Driving me insane

She tells me stories
Her eyes lit up with lies
She is quite frightening
My dear, this is goodbye

Psycho Sarah
Psycho all the way
Psycho Sarah
Driving me insane

The sight of her will make you sick
I hate her and that redneck prick
Her nasty face will make you shit your pants

Psycho Sarah
Psycho all the way
Psycho Sarah
Driving me insane

Psycho Sarah, Whoa x8
(You goddamn psycho leave me alone) x12
Track Name: Question Your Assumptions
Anarchism, Socialism, Pacifism, Atheism
Why do these terms have so much punch to them?
Cause they all require an intimidatingly large
Reassessment of mainstream understanding of the world

To make such a leap from the comfortable
Can be scary for many people
And fear is just a stepping stone for anger

This is a dying plea
Falling from the mouth of wealth's lost son
That it is time for all of us to see what is so wrong
It's time for white, black, and brown to get along

This backwards concept
Of violence over anger
Over what we can't control

You don't believe in logic
You're not interested in facts
You won't listen to reason
You see nothing wrong with standing back

Comfortable in ignorance
And willfully uninformed
Fuck you, Jordan Harris
You're blind to the real world

It's all the same belabored point
Spat back over and over by the sad, self-victimized Christians
Pushing their dangerous beliefs and morals
And calling it salvation

So afraid of what they think would happen
In death
If they chose to enjoy life

You don't believe in logic
You're not interested in facts
You won't listen to reason
You see nothing wrong with standing back

Comfortable in ignorance
And willfully uninformed
Fuck you, Becky Swanson
You're blind to the real world

You don't believe in logic
You're not interested in facts
You won't listen to reason
You see nothing wrong with standing back

Comfortable in ignorance
And willfully uninformed
Fuck you, Jordan Harris
You're blind to the real world
Track Name: Pre-made Identity
A year of shit you put me through
And now I'm finally done with you
Your old enemies are now your best friends
It's finished now, we're at the end

Thanks for throwing us away
This was your choice, what can I say
So sick of hearing your bullshit
You mindless zombie hypocrite

You need a pre-made identity
There's no originality
Give into conformity
Get ready for brutality

Talk so bad when we're not there
But to our faces, pretend you care
Now you're finally exposed
And for you, my arms are closed

So sick of hearing your bullshit
You mindless zombie hypocrite
Get ready for an all-out war
You lying, so-called fucking whore

You need a pre-made identity
There's no originality
Give into conformity
Get ready for brutality

You need a pre-made identity
There's no originality
Give into conformity
Get ready for brutality

You need a pre-made identity
There's no originality
Give into conformity
Get ready for brutality

Pre-made identity
Originality
Conformity
Brutality
Track Name: SkaRaPaPa
Well she told me I’m not a real man
If I don’t have enough money
To take her out every night
Well, let me tell you something honey
Well, your ass is too big and your mother is crazy
All your excuses seemed a little hazy!

Well they told me I’m way too young
To understand what life is about.
They told me then to grow up
Well let me scream this out loud
They’re not too bright, the blind masses
Stick your opinions right up your asses!

And wouldn’t it be nice if all the people
Just got along and lived in peace.
Excuse my French but my frustration
My frustration needs release
So shut your mouth and quit your bitchin’
We’re not that different you and me!
Track Name: The First Time I Met Sanawon
First off, I didn't feel comfortable.
I'd been sleeping for weeks and forgetting to eat
and sleeping shitty in a college common room.

Trying to make friends with strangers, swapping telephone numbers
Making crazy demands to play a show in your basement.
Two days later I didn't think that you would give us our first punk rock show, Chicago punk rock show.

As we get older every day feels longer
and although I know I'll struggle I will
do my best to never get tired.
I know Chicago will be cold tomorrow
Let's cash in on our thin blood and have another one.

I didn't think I had a chance.
I had a hunch that lost a lot of my friends.
I never thought I'd get the feeling back again.
I never thought I'd smile again
'cause I felt kinda good in your neighborhood
Although I kinda fell down atop a pile of kinda dried up blood
and stumbled back to your home without outblacking
But I saw a carjacking

As we get older every day feels longer
and although I know I'll struggle I will
do my best to never get tired.
I know Chicago will be cold tomorrow
Let's cash in on our thin blood and have another one.
No flaking no leaving.

No flaking no leaving, mistaking our dealings
for burdens that stop us from waking up early
and working, repeating the process of bleeding
our tired heads dry with the motions of failing again.

These days, we're both getting old.
And while you're buying a house, I'm losing sight of my goals.
I took my time and now I've got nothing to show.
But when I see you next year, we'll have a coffee or beer
and I'll be real glad my failures aren't making things weird.

As we get older every day feels longer
and although I know I'll struggle I will
do my best to never get tired.
I know Chicago will be cold tomorrow
Let's cash in on our thin blood and have another one.

No flaking no leaving.

As we get older every day feels longer
and although I know I'll struggle I will
do my best to never get tired.
I know Chicago will be cold tomorrow
Let's cash in on our thin blood and have another one.

No flaking no leaving, mistaking our dealings
for burdens that stop us from waking up early
and working, repeating the process of bleeding
our tired heads dry with the motions of failing again.

I'm tired of complaining (repeat)
But I'm thankful for the first time I met Sanawon.