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released February 14, 2017

austin corona - drums
lea jaffe - vocals, guitar
otto klammer - vocals, bass
brennan wedl - vocals, guitar

groan, wet, and maggot written by lea
james deen you let us down, sad boys, and nice nice written by lea and bren
sweet cis teen written by otto

all songs produced, mixed, mastered, tambourined, and sautéed by NATE PATSFALL at the record company and otto's home

nate patsfall, we love you and we always will. will you be our valentine?

special thanks to the record company, madison campbell, harley cullen, billy cunningham, theresa heaney, anna limina, alessandro streganonna maione, jack whelan, otto's housemates and upstairs neighbors, andy and marty at dumpling palace, and our therapists for the gear/space/moral support, tag yourselves.

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Track Name: Groan
won't you come around in your car in the middle of the night again?
i've got a thundering storm cloud hanging low above my head again
and if i lied about my age, is it fine? would you mind?
sorry, we can blame it on that i'm
young, naïve, and really miserable

and yeah, i wanna spend the night with you
yeah, i wanna feel a beating, bleeding heart, don't you?
because i've never really known
but i pinky promise you i'm grown
and i wanna know what it feels like

won't you take me to the place where you took me in your arms again?
and fill my lungs up with your smoke until i find a way to breathe again?
i ain't scared of boys, but boy, you're a man
and if anybody could i'm sure you can
for a girl this young, naïve, and miserable

and yeah, i wanna spend the night with you
yeah, i wanna feel a beating, bleeding heart, don't you?
because i've never really known
but i pinky promise you i'm grown
and i wanna know what it feels like

you want a fresh cut flower and i'm your sweet red rose
you want a fresh cut flower and i'm your sweet red rose
you want a fresh cut flower and i'm your sweet red rose
you want a fresh cut flower and i'm your sweet red rose

yeah, i wanna spend the night with you
yeah, i wanna feel something, anything for once
don't you turn around, don't take me home
you know i pinky promise you i'm grown
and i wanna know what it feels like
Track Name: Wet
all alone in my bedroom
with the lights turned down and my roommate gone
i know it's over still i cling on
but i'm my own right-hand girl
and i don't need anyone
but sometimes i miss your stupid face, and your taste
and your smoking gun

it's so depressing how the tear ducts in my eyes
are so much wetter than the space between my thighs
oh, oh, oh i can't help if thinking about you only makes me cry
it keeps me wet, you keep me wet, 'til i run dry

it's nights like this that remind me of my deepest fantasy
where i'm all alone and i feel the cold, dark earth caressing me
'cause i'm six feet under nearly, and i don't have anyone
but this wouldn't be the first or last time that
both these tears and i have come

it's so depressing how the tear ducts in my eyes
are so much wetter than the space between my thighs
oh, oh, oh i can't help if thinking about you only makes me cry
it keeps me wet, you keep me wet, 'til i run dry

my blood runs cold, my thoughts are plasmic
i'm not letting go
and letting go could be orgasmic
but i guess i wouldn't know

*assorted carnal exclamations of thirst for austin corona*

it's so depressing how the tear ducts in my eyes
are so much wetter than the space between my thighs
oh, oh, oh i can't help if thinking about you only makes me cry
it keeps me wet, you keep me wet, 'til i run dry
Track Name: James Deen You Let Us Down
james deen you let me down
why'd you have to make this so hard
why'd you have to leave so many women
so emotionally scarred

james deen you let me down
i used to think you were the one for me
but the only think that i'd give you now
is a crudely done vasectomy

james deen we were rooting for you
i used to think about you when i touched my boobs
james deen, baby, what can i do
except boycott your every move?

james deen you let me down
i used to think you were the brightest star
but james, there is no safe word
to keep me from hitting you with my car

james deen we were rooting for you
i used to think about you when i touched my boobs
james deen, baby, what can i do
except boycott your every move?

(james deen you let us down)
(you let us all down)
(ya bastard)
Track Name: Sad Boys
you said that you didn’t have a heart and that you’d need mine
instead, and you said i was your one and only lifeline

how’s it gonna help me when you’re too far gone to try?
all you do is smoke those marlboros and slowly putrefy
i don’t want to live together knowing we'd both rather die

and i’m so disillusioned with sad boys now
i’m so disillusioned with sad boys now

you stand in the middle of the avenue just waiting
i can’t be the one to always push you back to pavement

how’s it gonna help me when you’re too far gone to try?
all you do is smoke those marlboros and slowly putrefy
i don’t want to live together knowing we'd both rather die

and i’m so disillusioned with sad boys now
i’m so disillusioned with sad boys now

i’m not a flower that wilts only for you to teach me to grow
i’m not a drunken wet kiss in the basement at one of your shows
i’m not the physical manifestation of all your mistakes
i can’t keep dropping more glasses and hoping the next one won’t break

and i’m so disillusioned with sad boys now
i’m so disillusioned with sad boys now
Track Name: Maggot
i made my bed in flowers
grew basil in my hair
i must have walked for hours
halfway to who knows where

god knows i'm only human
i get so inhumane
so i take my lithium
i feel like kurt cobain

what if i'm nothing but a cardiac arresting sweetheart
a half run-over cat left in the street
and you're the maggot craving
rotten flesh left outside in the heat

i don't need support 'cause i've got
my underwire bra
you're into rigor mortis
ain't that against the law?

unless you tell them i'm your cardiac arresting sweetheart
half run-over cat left in the street
you're just a maggot craving
rotten flesh left outside in the heat

what's your best secret? you can trust me
you're hanging beside me on the same tight clothesline
here's my best secret: i keep hoping i'm not
dirty laundry 'til my tears all soak in
what's your best secret? you can trust me
you're hanging beside me on the same tight clothesline
here's my best secret: i keep hoping i'm not
dirty laundry 'til my tears all soak in
Track Name: Sweet Cis Teen
don't wanna be somebody's mother
don't wanna be a wife
tell me i'm all that you're scared of
call me king dyke
"so are you a boy or are you just your trauma?"
i'm not a broken thing or one or the other

sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen

i can't leave the house every time i bleed per month
can't reclaim what you don't know as dysphoria
and i don't hate myself
i'm just a dead name, and you're in my way

sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen
sweet cis teen, sweet cis teen

to be trans is to be your own pall bearer—
to carry the weight of a dead person around with you.
if my gender could be sold,
it wouldn't fit inside the pages of ms. magazine.
my gender can't speak,
but even if it could,
it'd stay hidden in the corner of every room
trying to keep quiet anyway.
learn to piece my parts together on an assembly line—
learn to code a language where i am not excluded
if my gender had a pair of arms,
it'd point out all the rallies i didn't get the invitation for.
how in the second wave we fought for gender equality
and limited the number to two.
if my gender had legs, it would sprint.
catch up with all the progress that feminism is making.
all the FUCKING progress that
T.E.R.F. feminism is making.
Track Name: Nice Nice
nice nice, so you a virgin?
nice nice, what color are your panties?
nice nice, so you a virgin?
nice nice, what color are your panties?

what would you do with me if i was there with you right now?
what would you do with me if i was there with you right now?

nice nice, so you a virgin?
nice nice, what color are your panties?
nice nice, so you a virgin?
nice nice, what color are your panties?

what would you do with me if i was there with you right now?
what would you do with me if i was there with you right now?

nice nice, so you a virgin?
nice nice, what color are your panties?
nice nice, so you a virgin?
nice nice, what color are your panties?

i got a couple questions:

hey girl, it's such a shame you got your parents home
but we can just netflix and chill until you're all alone!
oh, you're out with your friends? do ya'll go lesbian?
if i was with you would you, like, start making out with them?
shave your pubes in the shape of my initials
take your shirt off let me see your lady nipples
hey baby, i like 'em thicc
i need a big fat ass for my TEN FOOT DICK

nice nice, so you a virgin?
nice nice, what color are your panties?
nice nice, so you a virgin?
nice nice, what color are your panties?

whatever you dumb, fat slut, i wouldn't fuck you anyway!
1, 2, 3, 4!

*complete and utter incoherence*

suck my dick, mommy
have you ever sucked dick in a church?
so you're a singer? wanna show me what else that mouth can do?
woah, i wanna be deep inside you right now
i wanna lick your nipples and pump you deepy