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i think that you're an alien cause you can read my mind i wish i was an astronaut and id find where you came from and all this yellow haze that surrounds you why don't we both just run away to coastal California cayucos or elk why dont you ever catch my eye hell maybe thats a good thing cause i feel so ashamed when everything thing i do is to impress you
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Paralian 02:52
shes got me hanging on to every little sound that comes she opens her mouth; i dont ever want to close these eyes sunlights dripping from her tongue-it stains the color in my cheeks i dont have words for her, still i wish shed speak to me blush; thats all i want could you ever realize all that we could be I would throw it out all i ever understood that came with life at sea though i asked for it im not wanting it trapped against the window as were staring at the rain wondering if theres any others who begin to feel the same how this seed could grow; well, your lucky im inherently this cold no, tell me why i cant seem to put you out of mind o permeate my soul - ill never let this go i could die two thousand times you know but id never tell; im too brave to tell as the world falls apart, wars will rage rivers flood eden bleeds wed escape it all, turn our backs and live a humble life at see though im wanting it im not brave enough
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steam across the water i hope this finds you when i dont know where i am at all trace my bread crumbs through the mall meet me at an alter - alter ego waiting on call when i dont know where i am at all i hope htsi finds you my namesake city she sleeps with a fan on wwindows cracked and stripped under a single sheet im right there with her we listen to traffic quiet night im alone on the west end georgetown girls withe their brat pack boys they all give me a second look but its not the one in movies lead me to the river where i play chess with God i fake it liek i have a plan but we both know i just stall i cant helping laughing at these suits and ties turn their eyes to monuments and pioneers but im no better with my intentions its no use no i think that i could be a beach boy when i pretend that i wrote thats not me all this city ever raised is faded under lights down the avenue but i know better than all the others kills youto survive in the west end no my passion has warped with the yemeles men who freck here among the dogs but its illecebrous all the power when did i go blind in the west end
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Swim Team 03:57
i never was strong in the way that i wanted -awkward on courts like a sad queer dog but when i was little i used to fly through the water past the coaches whoscreamed out ur doin it wrong now i step back with my my hands on my knees and wonder what i believed when my legs would burn time clock stopped as i treaded by the wall now i wait for that agahthist kid to return what does it mean when the trumpets are playingdo u lose urself first in the flex of a knee how many times does it feel like ur dropped is it worse if theres a bottom to hit do you think that im uncool i piss in bottles for a story to tell im that dumb little kid with bandanas on his face tryna be like ur movie sometimes i hate my friends witht their 1D geometry brains you rotate a plain and discover the faces ina stormy polyhedronal sea no im not pretty when i brush my teeth but somehow you clean yours next to me white foam drips through the gap inmy grin while i look in the mirror at you smiling at me and im ot slly when i take your sheets but somehow you lie here next to me hand rests wierd in the crease in your neck but you tell me not to move away weve no ide what the hell well become and money means something but were not sure what is it selfish of me to think only of you is it selfish to want you only to want me

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shouts 2 garageband metronome for making appearances in every track
special thanks to iphone mic for picking up the sweet sweet background noise
love for moms and dads who wash clothes next to closet/recording studio

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released September 5, 2015

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Fun At Camp Atlanta, Georgia

Fun at Camp is Dominic Cristiano, an independent songwriter from the Midwest.

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