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A split released between Naugatuck, CT's A Will Away and Buffalo, NY's Head North in the summer of 2014.

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released 22 July 2014

A Will Away, Head North, GCR Audio and Jay Zubricky, Giant MKT, The Mayflower Collective, Tyler Povanda, Dubin, Watermelon, Emily Tantuccio, Danny Mayers, Jack Lieber, and Rihanna.

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Track Name: In The Water
Thrown like a stone in the water
felt the summer at my door.
Stoke the coals in my bones and set fire,
its been a while since I felt warm.
Oh, save my soul Mr. Summer,
make me who I was before.
Now I'm just a stone in the water,
in the water.

Those nights I drove you home and you took off my clothes,
we were too drunk to climb up the stairs,
that's how I loved you most
when you'd burn at my soul,
remind me of all I could feel.
But you came,
and you cried.
I got scared
like a child in the water.

Roll like a boat on the water
pray we never go ashore,
just stay lost from the thoughts of the summer
so they can't hurt anymore.
Some day I'll find another one that keeps me warm,
once I can find my way out of the water.
Of the water.

Those nights I drove you home and you took off my clothes,
we were too drunk to climb up the stairs,
that's how I loved you most
when you'd burn at my soul,
remind me of all I could feel.
But you came,
and you cried.
I got scared
like a child,
so I ran,
and I'll die
In the water.

Heard your in the arms of another,
hope he's all that you asked for,
'cause I'm just a stone that loved you
and will forever more.
Track Name: Poor Posture
"Its all done take off your mask."
She wrote on the paper left on the table
like she new me well enough to say that
I can't swallow my pride.
I'm a coward by instinct,
as a matter of fact,
I'm just a child with a temper.
The fire of December.
Burning everything with every chance I get.

I hope you forget the name of every boy you sleep with
and you run out of excuses for it.
So tell yourself your fine,
and its the worlds fault you're so upset.
Knot that thread you call a spine.

But you're so selfish and content with
not mending all your flaws,
so excuse it and abuse it,
say who your born is who you are.
Say its your destiny
to grow old
and alone
and push away
everyone and everything.

I hope you forget the name of every boy you sleep with
and you run out of excuses for it.
So tell yourself your fine,
and its the worlds fault you're so upset.
Knot that thread you call a spine.