SEA LILIES

by SEA LILIES

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Recorded and mixed over the course of 2016 at the Government Center in Baltimore, MD

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released September 10, 2016

Engineered and produced by Tanuj Kundhi.
Sea Lilies are:
Lucas Carscadden - guitar, vocals
Matt Dorsey - drums, vocals
Mike Hall - bass, vocals

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SEA LILIES Baltimore, Maryland

We are from Baltimore, MD. We are Matt Dorsey (drums), Lucas Carscadden (guitar), and Mike Hall (bass).

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Track Name: Nothing Gets You Furious
They're gonna vote - vote with their feet.
Screen printed signs down the line
and they've taken to the streets

You're in the grocery lines - dream of time and sleep.
Running down the aisles.
Forgot the bread you're dead on your feet.

Nothing gets you furious
The dotted line for the genuine
Wish you were with us, we all take what we find

The tales are tall at the roll call.
They say they will, you know you might
You can't spit it out like you used to.
You got a ghost write type to type your blues.
Track Name: Hate the Smell
I hate the smell of the world these days.
Choking on the smoke of a rising flame
No, it's nothing I can name.
I hate the smell of the world.

Hate the smell of the world these days.
Stagnant air smothering a poisoned lake.
So, I can hardly imagine the taste.
I hate the smell of the world.

So, if that's all, thanks for the call.
You can disappear back into the wireless.
If that's all, thanks for the call.

I'm gonna walk into the sea someday.
There must be something waiting in the waves.
You never knew, and you couldn't relate.
I hate the smell of the world.

All your messages are gone.
All your messages are gone.
Just like you wanted.

If that's all, bring on the fall.
Let our footprints blend into the dirty snow.
If that's all, bring on the fall.

I hate the smell of the world.
Track Name: The Way You Want to Sound
Nothing will stop it now.
The words and things all coming from your mouth.
Short on social grace but not pretense or confidence.
You never give an inch of ground.

And there's something wrong with the way you want to sound.

She cleared her throat and you drowned it out just like before.
Shovel in and wash it down. You're still sure.
Track Name: Use Anything
i can't hold on on
and i don't think she should
inside her seething head
her rotting room
she's the one hiding in her bed
it's never shield enough, or thick enough

i'll do anything
i'll use anything tonight

she can't hold on
she never thought she would
inside her seething head, her rotting room
she's all alone
not alone

i'll do anything
i'll use anything tonight

until it's over
in the morning
you don't have to try anymore
'til it's over
in the morning
you don't have to question, wonder
what's it for?

i'll do anything
i'll use anything tonight
Track Name: Lockdown Drill
Let's go and just hang around.
Or meet up somewhere nice downtown.
And we'll ignore the day jobs and give attention to the night.
It's time to get some boots on ground.

Are you a pro on the bus?
I lied and told you that I was.
And the memories of crazy are crazier than true.
Entry through some back-end clause.

I've got some newfound obligations - they always come up quick.
I was late for the lockdown drill.
And I was late for the lockdown.

What I wanted to be, it never seemed so close to me.
You laugh at my frustration - so would I, if I were you.
Pulling slowly on the seams.
Track Name: Marble Foundations
My house is built on marble foundations.
It keeps rolling.
It keeps rolling to a steep incline.

And I've been praying to the asphalt and white lines.
I am nothing.
I am nothing in their sacred sight.

But i'll get what I like.
I'll get what I like.
Eat the light, eat the path.
Laid out underneath a bed of clouds of eggshell white.
I'll get what I like.

I pace the length of this floor.
Send its echoes.
Send its echoes to the empty walls.

"Lie still"
"Know your place"
"Hold your state"
is its mocking call.

But I'll get what I like.
I'll get what I like.
Too old to fight, too tired to try.
Someday the solid ground they stand on will be lost to fire.
And I'll get what I like.

You kept moving off, you kept moving off.

I'll get what I like or I'll take what I find.
Losing light, losing heat.
Fall asleep in a quiet place ringed with razor wire.
I'll get what I like

You kept moving off, you kept moving off.
Track Name: Lucky Problems
you'll never have to know
is that a lucky problem?
if anyone thinks so
is that a lucky problem?
and that's all

you never speak at all
is that a mouthing problem?
what if I wanna try some?
you never walk at all
is that a balance problem?
is that a lucky problem?
and that's all

it's not that you're progress
you don't wanna think about trying
you don't wanna reach inside your wall
you don't ever think you'll fall
you don't wanna try at all
you don't ever think too far
and you don't wanna try at all
you've got a lucky problem
Track Name: Trap Game
This is the last one now and we're looking for something we can prove.
This is the last one now and it don't mean much to me and less to you.
And there were drinks on ice in tow.
And the slow walk through a tepid victory line.
And there was nothing else but to let it out if only for a time.

Still hold the trap game over you.