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The years of time

by Half

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Time Wick This album is really good for a day when you take too many coffees down the hatch, spend the afternoon writing weird tweets about Where's Waldo, and only have 20 dollars to spend on food/beer for 10 days. Good investment Favorite track: Skin thrashers.
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1.
Albun 01:32
Nicely done Things will be different when it’s done Thank you in advance For all the nice reviews and shit I’ve won Where’s that Half album at Told em all don’t even trip Thin cloth in these fists You know one day it’s gonna rip Don’t call up my phone Don’t leave shit at the tone Nothing like that rush When you're leaving me alone Half! No hesitation Just cave my face in Order a drone strike while I’m spiraling my wine! Yeah we take drugs, yeah I just ate drugs I don’t mind a cut bag, I’ll keep it right by my nutsack Fill my coat with drugs And leave me to the bugs I’ll sink into the earth Left all my things with Burt Murder ...Further down the line You’ll find the years of time You were always a fan You were always so kind
2.
You would lose your mind, your mind, and besides your mind is full You would laugh, you would laugh, you would fall, in the grass, and you'd want to But don’t look too long, don’t chase no passion down, don’t give no handle Get right on your bike, and a bike and a bike and a bike and a get it home You done it right when you done it right I’m so tired of your good advice Weather’s gone and the weather’s come Colorful trail where my feathers gone I study this and I study that Tenured position at the summer camp In one ear and the other’s gone Vision of death when I walk around What do you do for fun, just for fun please break your bottle on my skull My skull, my skull, looks homely with that wool pulled way down My gift, my treat, please take me in the street and fuck my mind up Young miss, young miss, if you must give the lad a kiss don’t look behind ya You done it right when you done it right I’m so tired of your good advice Weather’s gone and the weather’s come Colorful trail where my feathers gone Beat up hat on a beat up head Won’t stop till my whole body’s dead Leaking brains in your buddy’s car Leaving stains on your buddy’s art Lantern burn
3.
Want a clever strategy, I can never really figure out these people Give you time of day, then throw you away on the weekends Dawning of the day means a drawing of the shades Now I’m really fuckin blanking on them details Baby I’m the worst, baby I’m a vessel for evil High on the dung They been shoveling up Deep in their crush Convince you to self destruct destruct Ready to brush Reluctant to touch It built up so much In your head on the bus ...And you do attract them And you do attract them And it is your problem But it wasn’t back then Sometimes they wanna see your heart and walk in Sometimes that veil is so thin on their need to thrash skin On their need to thrash skin Fuck! Dogs walking through the night through the underbrush Got clever little coats when you’ve done em up ...Used to be just one now there’s another one Hope they never find you in the wild with your stomach up Dark greasy shepherd, boots is cracked leather Feeds them in the meadow Leaves and fallen petals, nasty when it’s wet out Leads em like the devil
4.
Fake face 01:12
Don’t you get tired Of wearing that thing Doesn’t seem fair How do you get air Don’t you get bored When you chase em all around For their elegant disease For their elegant disease Band called they want you but with one stipulation Smash your fake face and take a look at who you're facing Think I should’ve paid attention but I didn’t see a reason Eight bucks worth of smoked salmon is decent Everyone around you Gives two thumbs up And I know you still fuck While your face is so numb I hope you are well I hope you didn’t plan it I hope you weren’t thinkin When you left me so abandoned Bright blue when I'm coolin and pink when I’m hatin Your face and my heart on one field of sensation Yes im scraping the barrel for what I done lately I suppose I made Half and I drove myself crazy
5.
George town 03:32
No grocery store No centerpiece Ain't much when you open your eyes An airplane’s underside Vision is strong Vision is strong Watch out whose ankles you're scraping now Catch me all in my feelings when I do the dash! Well it wants to breathe, you mannequins Picture a time, when they roamed the streets like animals I was a child, breaking bricks in the alleyway This one’s for you Still holding on Who knows for how long Little cash in the drawer and looking fashionable Turn the light on to see, as I sit down to pee Bill Nye’s facial features on my brain stem, so entertaining Crazy place to put a city but I guess I can’t blame them Dark of the night, got a lump in the throat its chokin everything No one’s alright, but we keep it calm and like sensible Honest to god, it sent me looking for god in your honesty This one’s for you Still holding on Who knows for how long I weigh various lbs Hundred seventy lbs Hundred sixty lbs Big wall of water! Tree through a building! Would you believe the natives tried to tell em! Save my family and friends! Evacuate my family and friends and let it all be destroyed
6.
Cucumber flavor in the stick Nice nice nice nice nice Don't need to go get fresh air Don't need to ever think twice It fell deep somewhere in the car Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck Don't need to ever get bent Unless that stick gets stuck Breeze down the 95 Or sit at my computer like a goon Got a new lease on life And I never leave a stink in the room Sucking on a computer You can go ahead and laugh Doesn’t fuck up my throat When it comes time to make half Suck (x4) Vape (x4) Long for a baby bottle But a real man doesn’t do that shit And they promise it’s not for kids And I don’t always have to spit Bad dream got me on the asphalt Legs pinned under a MAGA truck Never felt so good to be awake So I suck suck suck suck suck
7.
Watching night descend All’s straight in the end Evil melodies East coast energy To be a fly on the wall To be the mist on the door You would expect him to thrive You would wish there was more Better part of a year No controlling the fear Drink container to crush Four corners to dust Arrows in his skull Gallery was full Insides on display For crimes against good taste Lie down... like I’ve died! Never to move again Dragged down where there is no light Corpse man will walk the night Oo you got a quest you're on Oo you got a quest you're on Angels chime in with the rest of em Why do you gotta question em? Seasons in a rotted state Eyeballs never stay in place Cool breeze on an open face Oo no place to run Oo no place to run Years are racing on Oo am I wasting em?

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released June 7, 2019

Recorded and mixed by Burt Murder

Hype I. - Vocals, guitar, bass
Burt Murder - Drums

Additional guitar on track 7 by Alex Theodoropoulos

The snare sound on track 7 was achieved by placing a large turd on the drum's surface. It was wrapped in many layers of saran wrap and masking tape.

Cover art by Brendan MacAllister

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