Get Better EP

by American Pinup

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released April 20, 2018

Get Better written by AJ Chiarella and Lauren West.
Fever Dream written by Tim Robbins and Lauren West.
Original Sin written by Lauren West.
Play for Blood written by Rob Peralta and Lauren West.
All lyrics by Lauren West.

Lauren West - vocals, guitar
AJ Chiarella - guitar
Tim Robbins - bass
John Casale - drums

Recorded at Mercy College Studio A, Dobbs Ferry, NY. Produced by Sam Stauff, Andrew Porta, and American Pinup. Engineered by Sam Stauff. Mixed by Andrew Porta at Black Cat Studios, Portland, ME. Mastered by Mike Kalajian at Rogue Planet Mastering.

Photo by Natalia Gubinski.

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Track Name: Get Better
I asked you to swallow your doubt
Chewed up and spit it out
Right at my feet

Quick to evolve and adapt
But now the beast is back
Tugging on your sleeve

Seems like a bad break
Caught on a worse day

You need to make a move
But everything’s gonna follow you
Do you want to get better
Or do you just want to be right

You saw the signs big and bright
And turned your knuckles white
Trying to pull away
You couldn’t stay

Never could say it out loud
Look where it got you now
Caught in this ricochet

You need to make a move
But everything’s gonna follow you
Do you want to get better
Or do you just want to be sort of all right

You need to make a move
Who’s gonna care if it follows you
Does it matter
If you get better
If you knew better
All along
Track Name: Fever Dream
We keep killing ourselves
For a lie
Yeah, we’re dying
To keep it alive

Boiling, feverish days
Sleepless nights
That's what happens
When you keep the heat high

You keep holding me down
While I writhe
But these ghosts
Cannot be exorcised

You’re in love with a shell
And I love to try
To act like
There's nothing inside

This isn’t something you say
It’s just a secret you keep
But I can hear it in whispers when you’re falling asleep
I know we aren’t okay
But I just want to believe
I guess desire must bring out the cynic in me
Oh, maybe it’s all a dream

Put that fork in your tongue
In the fire
What a cruel thing
To try to deny

Feel you staring me down
With those knives
But your daggers
Are no match for mine

This isn’t something you say
It’s just a secret you keep
But I can hear it in whispers when you’re falling asleep
I know we aren’t okay
But I just want to believe
I guess desire must bring out the cynic in me
Those desperate dreams

I could tell this would go on for way too long
But somehow I knew I’d still miss it when it’s gone
I had no doubt
I’d eat my heart out

This isn’t something you say
It’s just a secret you keep
But I can hear it in whispers when you're falling asleep
‘Cause I was all in my head
While you were gripping the sheets
I guess desire must bring out the sickness,
The fever dream
Track Name: Original Sin
You’re sick the moment you’re born
You’re poisoned with boredom, or is it before?
These particles make up a mind
But is it alive if it don’t have to fight?

And they tell you give us your money
We have the power, we have the cure
What more could anyone ask for?
Everyone’s so stubbornly insecure

When you take their pills
You give them what they want
Give them what they want
Give them what they want
And make them happy you were born

We’re molecules torn from the earth
And they want to return, the separation hurts
The world is a terrible host
Painted black as the devil, but it’s white as a ghost
You can’t stop, it’s a compulsion
It’s a diversion, a comforting lie
What more could anyone ask for?
Everyone knows we’re just living to die

When you ignore the signs
You give them what they want
Give them what they want
Give them what they want
And make them happy you were born

Give yourself a little break
We’ll keep giving as long as you take
Work from home and be your own boss
Cynicism is a heavy cross

I can’t stop blaming the others
It’s just a symptom we all have to face
Just part of the degeneration
The deep understanding that nothing can change
But it’s fun when you share the same madness
Live the same illness, speak the same creed
What more could fear ever ask for?
Everyone’s giving themselves this disease
Track Name: Play for Blood
My old friend heartache’s back again
That’s what you’d like me to pretend
You’re so cute when you condescend
We both know that you heard exactly what I said

The joke’s on you
I don’t care
So why are you acting like I do?
Not hard to tell
I forgot how much you love flattering yourself
It really makes this so much easier

You’ve only ever felt relieved
That’s what you’d like me to believe
You must think I’m so naive
I never really needed all that time to grieve

I’ll play along
And you can
Act like you’re the point of every song
It’s what you need
And somehow I keep on forgetting I don’t owe you anything
I never did

It’s a game of luck
That we play for blood

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