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Lift Yr Emo Fists and Sing (Bedroom Demo)

from This Year We Go to War by LookiMakeMusic

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I didn't drink until 18 and then I drank a lot. Nick, it turned out in the course of recording, has a similar relationship to alcohol. I'm kind of fascinated by straight edge culture. And I've always liked people throwing up fists to their favourite lyrics a LOT more than people pointing fingers. It's a better visual.

Matt wrote my favourite lyric in this one. We need more pop-punk woah-oh's in our songs.

The basement show is some sort of unachievable utopian ideal to me. Maybe one day.

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I was born afraid of the world
And twenty years of bad ideas have only taught me one thing worth repeating and that's this: acoustic versions almost always suck.

Lift yr emo fists and sing a self fulfilling prophecy, a song of weak success and strong defeat, and sing it right back at me, because more than anyone else in this room, I desperately wildly need to believe what we're doing right now has some value, that what we're doing now is doing something for you, to you.

I'm sorry but PMA is bullshit, bad things are just going to happen to you, but don't get me wrong I love the straight edge kids as much as anyone, and lord, Leicester knows I spent my teenage years self righteous and sober and if absolute abstinence works for you then that's fine but I honestly think that drinking might have saved my so-called social life.

And when I talk I'm mostly talking to myself, I'm not very good at understanding anybody else but in the right low light I can fake moves to make you feel like you're sharing something special with a sensitive sentient human being, oh I'm the worst.

Between the t-shirts and the swear words, we almost figured out who we were, between the lust and the rage, we aim to leave more blood on stage, I'm going down, I'm giving up, this is all I've got, I've never been able to believe in a love that's unconfirmed by a lingering touch, this is all I've got, somebody touch me.

God give me a sweat-soaked pulpit, god give me a basement and I swear I'd fill it.

And all our phone calls and all our songs end the same way they end "Woah-oh-oh".

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from This Year We Go to War, released December 25, 2011
Feat. Bethan Attwood on cello.

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