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Tough Mitts EP

by Tough Mitts

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1.
All Hearts Bleed Red 04:16
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Break I know how you think I know how you die inside your selfish prison Victim of your lack of vision Revolt! Banish all your doubt! Cast it out! Your head, and all your heart, agree If never king, better off dead I'm trying to break you down, and you're You're trying to say yes, but You don't know how to face this now You don't have to bow When I say: "Come to me!" When I say: "All Hearts Bleed Red." Fake! Know that man's a fake! Faithless cad, he suffered for his false admission Won his fame, forgot ambition Reach out! Your fortress is your clout And yours is sound Don't settle for the rights of men When gods invite their next of kin Look at me, faith, touch me Don't falter, blade's hungry Steal, quick now! Light's breaking! Blood washes, cowardice stains thee Blood on our hands, we'll be drawn and damned The love of the plan killed the love of the man Death is our wage, we'll be peasants yet To hell with the changing of lust for fair play! Blood on our hands, we'll be sold as tramps All life's a stage, we've strut our last parade Out, out, damned spot! I'm prepared to be a villain, but not a repentant knave To know you's To control you To hold you's To scold you To fold you up "All Hearts Bleed Red."
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First, Do No Harm 03:18
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All wealth is healthful Bliss is costly And time is but a cliff edge in my mind I'm not making that mistake again I'm not feigning love to win a friend I'll be hedged, I'll be damned I'll be twice put in the ground You can bury me in soft earth, I'll return Spade and cypher in hand We're the last of a dying breed Coddling our sympathy Swallowed in our bad ideas No respect for entropy Sitting on the precipice, contemplating nothingness Keep a hold of everything Nothing No one Nowhere All the saints sleep in heaven I could kiss your hand If only just to hurt myself I'm alone in this business and it feels like dying Saw a psychic hear you coughing And it blew your head My brother, don't you hurt yourself There's more to this science than an artful fitness All the finks and the caterwaulers Got ringside seats to the catwalks If you don't know that money talks Than you must know that shit walks If I see you on the corner with a sign, it could be worth my time For a dollar and a dime, I'll ignore your crimes Give you the regular line All the saints sleep in heaven I could kiss your hand If only just to hurt myself I'm alone in this business and it feels like dying Saw a psychic hear you coughing And it blew your head My brother, don't you hurt yourself The last rule of science is First, do no harm
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Crusts n Crumbs 04:31
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I've long suspected that freedom's a rascal This only contributes to lies Insinuations of beta emasculate (Alpha's just a term for you ordinary gents) I'll be a vision of living in sin If you tell it fits into the hive This living liquid is livid with estrogen Nothing ever seems to make sense when viewed in rhyme I've had requests to take a hard line Assuage the guilt and keep it in mind A solid dollar in the barrel is all mine Bobbing for apples is a sexless grind For all my pedigree, I'm just a peony! I'm so unhappy that when I'm alone I feel okay Comfort comes in waves I filled my quotient but the quota's changed And I'm amazed Daunted, but unfazed Been alright, on occasion been excellent This only contributes to lies Been a spoke in the wheel of humanity Every time a part of me dies You taste a drop off the sweat of my brow and you Tell me it's too sweet to be dry I'd rather face the wrath of all those real men I'd rather starve than earn a tough hunk of bread I've been incensed to play the sad mime Pushing on boxes while the Great Chain drives Searching for answers is a waste of my time Suggesting answers is a waste of your wine One more dance in time! I'm so unhappy that when I'm alone I feel okay Comfort comes in waves I filled my quotient but the quota's changed And I'm amazed Daunted, but unfazed Shake the ground and burn the building We'll smoke him out! Wave the stack, strike the dollar sign He's so powerless! Make believe is all so selfish at prime + 9.0 Nobody to pay the water bill Nobody to toe the line ...
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The High Country 03:40
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Since you cannot know me You misunderstand me It's not your fault My depth is out of your league We talk without answers Like rhythmless dancers Don't hold your breath For the light to shine Simian utterings Cast-iron mutterings! Iron-clad halves of the truth, misused Subject and predicate Literals iterate Literal idiots turn themselves out Spilling their guts when a nod was enough The mouth guards the soul Slays me, reveals me Fulfills me, conceals the reasons For stealing polite courtesy Ritual reserves Furnish word suburbs Decorate the place that you lease In The High Country I know this rhythm is hard! It feels like grasping at straws I'll pay that cent when it falls And we can play it where it drops on the lawn Simian utterings Cast-iron mutterings! Iron-clad halves of the truth, misused Subject and predicate Literals iterate Literal idiots turn themselves out Spilling their guts when a nod was enough
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The Rules 03:54
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Always remember My truth is always your lie Don't be discouraged From giving new things a try Open your heart up! And shut your mouth when it's time Open your throat Sing from the chest or else cry Don't be embarrassed At giving new things a try Don't be embarrassed To flay the skin from your hide Practicality's only sometimes a crime (But when it is, it's a right one) Take the way you're told that life is Throw it out, write your own shit Pluck the notes that play in your head Strum the chords you know mean something Play the way we did as kids Look at the world through glass eyelids These are the rules, ignore at will Don't ever ever use your friends as weapons Don't abuse the right to say nothing Remember always that a word unsaid Is a word that'll never be heard when you're dead Don't be afraid to play the villain to a fool Consider it essential to invite death in There's no sense in leaving anything behind So take it all with you when you die Take the way you're told that life is Throw it out, write your own shit Pluck the notes that play in your head Strum the chords you know mean something Play the way we did as kids Look at the world through glass eyelids These are the rules, ignore at will I know, it always feels like a struggle It feels like gasping for air Each breath just short of a lungfull Puts you two breaths in despair Just keep your head above water Keep chopping waves with your fists I'm not so sure it gets better I'm not sure better exists Take the way you're told that life is Throw it out, write your own shit Pluck the notes that play in your head Strum the chords you know mean something Play the way we did as kids Look at the world through glass eyelids These are the rules, ignore at will These are the rules, endorse if you will

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Tough Mitts EP is a five song treatise on being lonely, trying to speak, and finding an honest voice. Styles range across a variety of electronic music influences, including pop, industrial, goth, hip hop and krautrock.

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released January 11, 2013

Acoustic elements recorded at The Noise Floor, Ladysmith, BC by Jordan Koop.
Mastered by Stu McKillop, Rain City Recorders.
All instruments performed by Sam Coll except percussion on "First, Do No Harm" and "Crusts n Crumbs" performed by Jordan Koop

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Tough Mitts are two guys from the West Coast of Canada who use guitars, synthesizers, and drum machines to make gloomy pop songs.

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