Get Better EP

by American Pinup

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1.
Get Better 02:38
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
2.
Fever Dream 04:18
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
3.
Original Sin 03:49
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
4.
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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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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