White Eyes

by Ozark Soundscape

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about

So what can I say about this album? Every time I make a record I think it's my best yet. Sometimes I'm right, other times I'm dead wrong. I really like this album a lot. I think it's my most mature work yet in virtually all aspects. And the songs are fucking fun - which is odd because it's kind of a downer of an album.
I'd like to thank everyone, yourself included. This album wouldn't have been the same without you.

download it here: ithoughtyouwereamarxistrecords.bandcamp.com/album/white-eyes
or here: heckrecs.bandcamp.com/album/white-eyes

credits

released November 20, 2016

recorded from April to October 2016

Andrew Christopher Robbins - Guitar, vocals, drums, bass, keyboards, composition, lyrics, production, engineering, mixing, mastering, cover design
trendy dog with sunglasses - Backing vocals on "Butterflies"
Mom - Photography

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Prolific teenage avant-garde bedroom indie rocker singer/songwriter.

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Track Name: Icky Sticky Gooey Adult Feelings
This year I made a friend
But we had to cut it off
I liked her way too much
But now I can't stand her
This year I made a friend
But we had to cut it off
She liked me way too much
But I just couldn't stand her

And sometimes I wish
I could go back to the time before
All these icky sticky gooey adult feelings
Icky sticky gooey adult feelings
Icky sticky gooey adult feelings

Before this year
I never felt so strongly before
Happiness so intense
Loneliness so pure
Daydreams distract you
From anxiety's spiral
But escapism's breath
Gets so toxic

And I think we all sometimes wish
We could go back to the time before
All these icky sticky gooey adult feelings
Icky sticky gooey adult feelings
Icky sticky gooey adult feelings
Track Name: Viscera - Que Sera
Empty cages, driving home
Three down, dozens more to go
Pretty pictures, sometimes more appealing
But they'll never compare to viscera

Viscera
Que sera

Waiting for Godot, we all seem to be
At least the meantime is entertaining
Thinking in abstracts will make the wait seem less long
But quicker still it would pass with viscera

Viscera
Que sera

Every day ships sail out to sea
Some sink before they can reach the beach
Crew and passengers, alike
Some never greet undying shores
Track Name: Fuck Off, Liam
I was running around like a fool
Thinking everything was going so good
Then the guillotine dropped, my head fell off
Then you ran over just to rub it in

Fuck off, Liam
I don't need your sympathy
After your berating me
Fuck off with your company
Fuck off, Liam
I don't need your sympathy
After your berating me
Fuck off with your company

What in the world were you trying to prove
That you're some strong, protective dude
I wonder what she told you about me
I hope she's happier off without me

Fuck off, Liam
I don't need your sympathy
After your berating me
Fuck off with your company
Add insult to injury
You know nothing about me
You can fuck off, you can fuck off
You can fuck off
Track Name: Be That Way
It can be easy to get jaded
When without reciprocation
It can be easy to decide
There's not a person for you alive
It can be easy to feel slighted
Mixed signals made you thought you were invited
And easier still
When you get no attention at all

But the easy way's for narrow-minded
Self-absorbed, total fucking losers and I

I don't wanna be that way
I don't wanna be that way
No way

It can be easy to observe
The other boys get girls they don't deserve
If you're an arrogant, sexist prick
And think of women as inhuman objects

The easy way's for narrow-minded
Self-absorbed, total fucking losers and I

I don't wanna be that way
I don't wanna be that way
No way
I'm never gonna be that way
I'm never gonna be that way
No way
I'm never gonna think that way
I'm never gonna think that way
No way

I'm never gonna be that way
I'm never gonna be that way
No way
And the easy way's for narrow-minded
Self-absorbed, total fucking losers and I
I'm never gonna be that way
I'm never gonna be that way
No way
Track Name: The Hair Song
Hair is a protein filament that
Grows from follicles in your skin
Mammals have hair almost always
I have hair almost everywhere

Hair on my legs and hair on my chest
Hair on my head and hair on my crotch
Hair can protect and hair can attract
Hair can be styled, trimmed or waxed off

Hair is everywhere
What a world we'd have without hair
Hair can be soft and beautiful too
Be careful what hair can do to you

Hair can trap you get it caught in a blender
The blender cuts your head down to your eyes
Just cause your gone don't trust the myth
They say that hair grows even after you've died

Some grow it long some cut it short
Some change it up some keep it the same
Hair is a way to express yourself
You look literally like nobody else

Hair is everywhere
What a world we would have without hair
Hair can be soft and beautiful too
Just be careful what hair can do to you

The hair of the man or woman you love
Is a beautiful thing from above
Some prefer the shaved head look
But there's nothing that will ever beat hair in my book
Track Name: Paint My Head Off
Well he will never stand for treason
Brutal judges in his court
Everyone to equal standards
One must try to guard their heart

How can anyone respect you
Until you respect yourself
Not all loves will last forever

Paint my head off
Paint it clean off
Pain my head off

Infatuation happens often
Long-lived loves are built on trust
When that trust is violated
The foundation's chipped to dust

If you don't stand up for yourself
Others will step on top of you
These 'others' not fit for lovers

Paint my head off
Paint it clean off
Pain my head off
Track Name: Butterflies
So you found a girl that you like
You think that she looks quite nice
That's all you think about in fact
With her you've got zero tact
But you say to yourself
"I love her"
But here's some advice

You shouldn't use that word
You shouldn't use that word
Stop throwing that word around
You shouldn't use that word
You shouldn't use that word
Stop throwing that word around

You fell for her but not in love
Don't tell yourself that lie
You feel your love for her is true but
Slow down it's just butterflies

You try to charm her
Well how you did is irrelevant
She may even feel the same
But then you put yourself to shame
You say to her
"I love you"
But I got something to say

You shouldn't use that word
You shouldn't use that word
Stop throwing that word around

You fell for her but not in love
Don't tell yourself that lie
You feel your love for her was true but
Slow down it's just butterflies

If I don't know what love is
Then you sure as hell don't
I've done exactly what you're doing
So I should know

Don't tell yourself that lie
Don't tell yourself that lie
Don't tell yourself that lie
Don't tell yourself that lie
Don't tell yourself that lie
Don't tell yourself that lie
Track Name: Waterloo Park
Waterloo Park, you can see in the dark
But there aint no finding your way back home yeah
Waterloo Park; it's a shot in the dark
That got you to where you are now: Waterloo Park

Look out the window, Iggy's out there
His china girl is driving him crazy
You can see it in the whites of his eyes
Plans for everyone - Waterloo Park yeah

Take a ride down the slide that swirls in your mind
Down to the depths of your negative thoughts
It never ends unless you get off
You have to make the choice to get yourself off it

Waterloo Park just comes with age
Then you run back to the sensible way
But some people, they never leave
Never stop riding in Waterloo Park yeah

Waterloo Park, I went there once
But now I am home; I served my time there
Glad I went, glad it's over
I hope I never go back to Waterloo Park yeah

But maybe no one can escape
The god damned gates of Waterloo Park yeah
Track Name: The Death of Charles Bon
(based on William Faulkner's "Absalom Absalom")

Attracted to a man he didn't know
But he might've known in a different age
Infatuated, he brought him home
His sister felt the same, and they were engaged

Siblings, counterparts, competed through the years
In a silent way, they were so the same
Accosted by the father, "Charles has a son,
negro-born." Henry was so torn

So he took his companion out to war
For just how long he wasn't sure
The wedding was postponed, Judith left all home alone
Two brothers fighting against the north

Four years pass, "It's time enough."
Reads the letter sent to Sutpen's Hundred
The boys return home, a gunshot rings
And Henry runs up the stairs

"Now you can't marry him."
"Why can't I marry him?"
"Because he's dead."
"Dead?"
"Yes. I killed him."

Cousin Rosa helps to grow
The food for three women alone
Then father Thomas returns home
So goes "The Death of Charles Bon"