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buds

by Ovlov

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1.
Baby Shea 01:37
Sleep pains in my skin Water weight in my fin Preaching to my bed Follow me to my Seeds into my skin Ride along by my fin Feel more through my friends Follow him to my You drag it all home and sleep inside, where the space is hollow Drive along and follow him to my
2.
Eat More 04:15
Feel your fists mud when you grind them to sand Travel around just to beg you for sin Wish you had more time to give in to signs Play with the thoughts you infested in mine You’re restless inside Insist I don’t try I’ll fish for more time Rush in too hard just to push you away Fall back apart when you’re honest to start Push me away but you want me to say all that you want Grind your gravel to sand Wishing demands Kissing to feel my garbage is real
3.
Travel through your land Bend to fall back down Fall with me; ensure the end Washing out the paint that you swallowed down Fishy sounds that came to be free Downtown Newtown makes me lazy Oh my new guy, don’t feel crazy when you walk around your town Just call your friend Steve-O Jog it through your head til it’s watered down Follow me and you’ll see Call you on the phone when you’re left alone Bargain me, and you’ll feel free Downtown Newtown makes me lazy Oh my new guy, don’t feel crazy when you walk around your town Just call your friend Steve-O and he’ll take you to his home to drink his wine he made through time We’ll talk about the way we try to spend our days
4.
Lit another cigarette I had a lot to write on down while you built yourself a bigger set and acted like a bigger clown You try on a decent voice then entangle a shaky choice When you walk by a distant home, you talk a way that sounds like an ordinary day I wish the well was running dry so I could climb down to your place and cry about the people on the grass who chased away my people’s light, while you complain about the other people leaving out a way for you to understand my side, and I will try, but the systems made to fry!
5.
Strokes 02:11
You make disaster while you sail on black waters Go off and save the mess you made on black waters It wasn’t safe to be honest Grow and shave all the offset And you warn to save time Before you wait; why? But you nod to save time and belong to safe tries You waste your mind to settle down black waters You face the side of better times in black waters Weather changes your mind Bet you’d call me inside
6.
Hop down out your Audi and explore the land Oh, but you won’t rest to go down on the afternoon Daddy’s got your credit cards so you’ll eat like kings No one seems to be around now; maybe pigs they’ll be? “But maybe not? Not after they find me” Maybe then they’ll see that you know how to charm Work your way through their land Only then you’ll be smart enough to try to save them, or you shouldn’t see Don’t take gold from strangers cause in the end you’ll see, it will melt right through your fingers and you’ll never be “But maybe not? Not after they try me” Cause after that they’ll see that you might save all three
7.
Moron pt. 2 02:15
Peel moron; make it snappy! When they watch you play, please look happy Feel your arms taking shape now All the while you made, you take half now “Dawn on risky mates” Inside, I juggle around Insistent, my heart pounds and longs for the ground, but my head tries to ride to see what’s above It wishes to love like my stomach and lungs, but I gave them away Dance moron, take it downtown! Never while you made You take half now
8.
You could not feel the pain Every single word you can’t explain If you could feel this strange, Never to friends who’d hope you’d change while you just need a friend to say they know you’ll change Hope can seem to stray in simple ways Took enough shit to say every single word you can’t explain to be only me Bright new shakes in mine to shrivel inside But the best news comes from you, little ohmu breathes old deep sighs Brings light to my soars Be kind for you Fixed routine in play Rest ensued, my chest will fill with shame Settle down Tears to blame Dressed up liver talked me through its pain I could not love you more So much so, you showed me to the door Life drove me insane I just wish my pain would stay inside my line and be mine

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released November 19, 2021

"Buds" was engineered, mixed, and mastered by Michael John Thomas III at Black Lodge Studio in Brooklyn, NY in March 2020
Steve's vocals were recorded by Zack Abramo in New Haven, CT

Steve Hartlett* played guitar and sang
Theo * played drums
Jon * played bass
Morgan Luzzi played guitar

Erin McGrath sang on tracks 1 & 4, wrote & recorded her parts in her apartment in New Haven, CT
Alex Gehring sang on tracks 2, 6, & 8, wrote her parts and had Elliott Frazier record her parts in Austin, TX
Jordyn Blakely sang on tracks 3, 5, & 7, wrote and recorded her parts at Black Lodge the day after Ovlov finished the instruments
Ted Hartlett shreds the alto sax solo on track 6
Michael Hammond Jr. play bass on track 6

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