Jaded X1​,​193

by Wax Pig Melting

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Recorded throughout 8/5/13 - 1/22/14 at Bare End Studios & Naked City Audio. Mixed and mastered by John Kielbauch at Naked City Audio. All songs written by Brian Gibson from 2008 - 2013

Put out via Brain Jelly Music
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released 15 March 2014

Ruston Chidester - Engineer at Bare End Studios
John Keilbauch - Engineer/Producer at Naked City Audio & Macro-Fi
Scott Wood - Album Layout/Artist at Wasteland Gallery & Macro-Fi
Jon Gamboa - Guitar Solo in Floor Designs & Nods
Alexander Huerta - Cover Artist at Peace 'N Art Gallery & 3 Baaad Sheep
Printed at Digital Insight Printing, Mixed & Mastered by John Keilbauch

A Brain Jelly Music//Macro-Fi production.

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Track Name: Floor Designs
It's sure been cold in here,
Since the, day you died,
With eyes in every room,
There's no, place to hide.

You should have seen the way they,
They carried you outside.
I asked who's fault it was, they said it,
It wasn't mine.


It's sure been weird in here,
Since the, day you died,
Now I just sit, and stare at floors,
For the designs.

I must have said hi to you, a,
A hundred thousand times.
But never, really, knew,
What was, on your mind.


Floor Designs.
Floor Designs.
Floor Designs.
Floor Designs (are in my eyes)
Floor Designs (are in my eyes)
Floor Designs.
Floor Designs.
Track Name: Everything Is Horrible & Will Remain Compromised
Sick to my stomach,I'm tired of watching,
Taking my plummet,
Don't believe it, just watch me,

Dig myself out of holes,
Just to say that I have,
Take all my problems, swallowed whole,
And blow up, just as planned.

I never fake denial,It's only wrong if you get caught,
Ask me if I'm going somewhere,
And I'll tell you, no I'm not.


Dig myself out of holes,
Just to say that I have,
Take all my problems, swallowed whole,
And blow up, just as planned.

And it's gonna stay,Compromised,
And there is,
Nothing you could do, to surprise. 2x
Track Name: Beaks
Shooting, Up from me,
Odd display, Of anti-gravity,
You've got a hold on, all've my nothings,
But still, it's something, Soon to be told.

Arrow through your eye,
It's what you get for lying,
Your points are hollow,
But so are mine.

It's what you get,
My thanks for lying.


Lying there, with your new one,
Tight wrapped new gun, minutes to spare.
You know now, Just what you must do,
You have been walked through, all out his house.


Arrow through your eye,
It's what you get for lying,
Your points are hollow,
But so are mine.

It's what you get,
My thanks for lying.


And there is;
Lipstick on beaks, Can tell what they're implyin',
Daily new sheets, it shakes, but I am not buyin'.
Lipstick on beaks, Can tell what they're implyin',
Daily new sheets, it shakes, but I am not buyin'.
Track Name: Speak Easy
Took apart by idle hands,
Added task list of demands,
No mistake, message in hands,
Disassemble this, that's if you can.

Let me in, 'cause I'll speak easy,
Even crawl in via knees,
Back and forth, my eyes you will see.
Just give me what you may need...

Up in flames, your grip on rope,
Pushed forward face-first never choke,
If I had my way, well I'd...
That's much too far for a joke.

Let me in, 'cause I'll speak easy,
Even crawl in via knees,
Back and forth, my eyes you will see.

Just give me what you may need...
Track Name: Quick To The Draw
And I know that when it's not so bad,
Then it's nothin' good.
As for all things after they've been had,
They never are as they should be.

But I think everyone should atleast once see,
Them all come in 3's, because rather than actually being,
Better, it's three times as disappointing.


When it's comin', you can hear it bad,
It bears light when it speaks.
With needles in you, always one your back,
I move it further towards your reach.

I think ego is an ill-used pull tool,
And when wedged into me, it can't be gotten out,
Cause when fools, fuck me,
It's three times as disappointing.

Your quick to the draw,
You leave them in awe.
Track Name: Jaded X1,193
I've been, hit or miss,
Watching for, any hints,
But mostly, I'm focused on nothing,
So glad it's something, and not that old void.

I've started alternate routings to places,
Trying to make nicer faces towards you,
But I'd be lying, if I said, this was aimed at you.

So notice when I'm never found,
Notice every crawl mark on the crawl ridden ground.
A trail of velvet snow stain, a mind that just won't sustain,
Miles 'fore they find me, no I know no boundaries.

Please don't say that, it's not what I mean.
Take me out of context, or aura shift me,
If I'm left alone here this is all that I'll be...

Jaded X1,193
If I'm left alone here this is all that I'll be
Track Name: Dirtying Outtage
You don't know I'm seein'
Just where you're heading.
Sixteen more bricks in your wall.

Some dirty decisions,
Has kept our heads spinnin',
Seems we have no idea at all.

But what if I'm wrong?
Nothing at all.
But still, if I;m wrong?
Still nothing at all.

They're comin' to getcha,
Peer through the hallways,
Hide from us all; Your perma-fucked pipe dream.

Now out to the streets,
Our final last meet.

When I see you, All I can see is me.

Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh,.
You're dead to me.

I guess what I'm sayin'
Has been stated already,
Even yelled from some lungs.

But when I say I'm playin',
I'm really not playin'....

But what if I'm wrong?
Nothing at all.
But still, if I;m wrong?
Still nothing at all.


Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh,
You're dead to me.
Track Name: Nods (Too Much, Too Much!)
All my bones have turned soft,
& All that I see, just makes me nod.
I'll keep it up 'til I stop,
'Til every breath is a cough.

When I, tried to confide, in the ones that were 'wise,
I ate up all their lies, so do you still wonder why,
I have to scoff? The ones I tried to tell this to,
Turned out to all be cops.

On my way I got lost,
The rope that led me is now a knot.
On dirty flesh that I bought,
It's drawn concise in dark clots.

When I, tried to confide, in the ones that were 'wise,
I ate up all their lies, so do you still wonder why,
I have to scoff? The ones I tried to tell this to,
Turned out to all be cops.

Still gives me the nods x4
Track Name: Still Lying, Lying Still
I don't,
Comprehend,
Nor attempt to,
Hear what's been said.

I'd tell you now,
Why not then?
You beat me, to deathI heard about,
What you asked,
And it wouldn't be so bad,
If it wasn't the last.But of course it was,
And I had to listen,
Can't even do that.

Still Lying,
Lying Still,
Still Lying.

Still Lying,
Lying Still,

Still Lying.