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Dear Brother Death

by Bryant Eugene Vazquez

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I'd sooner throw myself in a ditch. Well I'm stuck on what I said, I did. Toss me around in this town of lead. I've been carrying on though I know I'm dead. Valley of freaks, I'd be crowned the king. Here is a man who's surely lost his shit. Losing myself, I'll lose my friends. Fill me a shot and I will surely drink. Use me tonight and lay in my bed. Leave in the morn and act like we never did. Give me a taste and then take away. Walk out the door in that ole wanton way. I've been thinkin' a lot to myself- Hey, grab me a rope cause I think it'll help. Here in this room. Here on this bench. This is my day, and I think it well spent. Locked up at home, and locked in my brain. Lesser I talk, the less the words will stain.
Romper 04:34
I saw it take you to a place I've not been Turned pale from the traumas, my life's a tailspin. ooh, it aches you. and breaks you within. got no love. your supporters are all glasses filled with liquids. place all your luck on chances of fortune. you went and just spent every cent, every portion ain't yours. I don't believe it. You're a gonner. And I'm gone. It's that ole song... I saw the sky from a silver spoon, caught the glance of your eyes in the gloss of the moon. Smeared as it was, I believed it to be true. Drank the bottle up. Broke the glass, and howled for you. Oh, stifled glory... makes this man want you more. I'll scream bloody hell til you're here in my world. We'll dissolve, and be just like water. We'll flow. That one song you know...
As far as I can tell. I gather like fog and I fall like hail. A pile of leaves, a red sea unveils. Shovel the Earth as you dig my trail. Cover me up with each thing I've owned. Bury me well between trees of bones. And feeding the worms, I'll become their faith. Crumble like mud and your very last words. Carry me, carry me off to hell. Better yet, don't. Forget I failed. Carve me a heart of sand, of stone. Leave it by me, and then leave alone.
Gold & Mud 02:27
Who is the enemy? And am I beside myself? Standing there in front of me, is me. I wrote a song I could forget. About a girl that I just met. About a sun that's never set, but bleeds. The sky's ablaze in violent reds. I stop to scream til out of breath. Inhale it all. Dear brother Death, it's me. Wish I was a selfish man. Wish that I'd made better plans. The plans I got, don't understand the grief. Satistfies me down to the bone. In company, but still alone. You call the shots, I'll call you home.
Foundling 03:28
Comfort 03:16
Everyone quiet down. I can't hear a scream. Belly's all torn apart. Bursting at the seams. Seems as though I'm ready, but I'm betting that the worst's yet to be seen. Who let the monster out? Lives inside of me. Crushing my lungs to hault, I can't even breathe. Seems as though I'm ready, I feel heavy now. My heart starts skipping beats. Brain does a round about. Soul as dry as heat. Cold sweat building up. Spitting up the sins. Seems as though I'm ready, I've been letting go. I'm losing all my days.
There's relapse in her visions, distracting superstitions. Five leaves left in her kisses. Autumn's sting. (leaves) I forfit every season. I'll dissect it, Kill each reason. I'm a wreck of ritualistic properties. I won't give in. I give nothing. Send my best to her wants, and then arrest me and my ghostly company. I don't want to give up. I give nothing. There's relapse in her visions. Distracting superstitions. Five leaves left in her kisses. Autumn's sting. (leaves)


Written as a result of a near fatal car accident in August 2012.
Recorded in less than a day, in the previous residence of BEV, in Flagstaff, AZ.


released November 19, 2013

All songs written/ performed by Bryant Eugene Vazquez.
Stomping on “Foundling" performed by BEV, group handclaps a collective effort of friends present at time of recording.

Recorded by Alex Begay at Mesa Tracks.
Album artwork by Ariana Essian.
Additional vocals on “Volunteer's Dilemma" courtesy of Melody Michelle.


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