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"Good Luck With the Surgery" CD

by Four Fingers

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1.
I always see you, no matter where I go Torturing my thoughts, never ever letting go The idea of being followed, it’s just a fear And its not that I’m paranoid, cause I swear that I’m not But just between me and you, and the voices that I hear Theres gotta be a way out, there’s gotta be a way to make it stop I know you’re close behind, but I don’t know where Please just let me be, I promise to forget this whole thing The idea of being followed, it’s just a fear And its not that I’m paranoid, cause I swear that I’m not But just between me and you, and the voices that I hear Theres gotta be a way out, there’s gotta be a way to make it stop Please please make it stop. Why are you following me? I have no idea who you are Oh wait a minute yeah I do You. Are. Me.
2.
Twenty four hours in a day, seven days a week Fifty-two weeks in a year, but it’s all just the same to me When I’m in a group or all alone, my mind gets the best of me I doubt all my doubt, hoping hope will, make it cease to exist I want a way out, a vacation, to get me, out of, of here I need a break from, from all this shit, before I, go go, insane A place I can go, and just fucking breathe, and not get, so so, so choked I know this place exists, I’ve been there before, but its been, so long, too long Conversations I have with myself, often lead me astray Though I find I get the best results by thinking in this way Between self-reflection and confusion, I can’t stand to feel If I could shut my brain off, then tomorrow would seem real I want a way out, a vacation, to get me, out of, of here I need a break from, from all this shit, before I, go go, insane A place I can go, and just fucking breathe, and not get, so so, so choked I know this place exists, I’ve been there before, but its been, so long, too long
3.
Sleep 02:03
I woke up this morning with feelings I couldn’t seem to find People are always telling me that I am one of a kind But that doesn’t mean shit to me I JUST WANT TO GO HOME AND FUCKING SLEEP I get outta my bed and go about my day Thinking of the night before With the words you said, they’re on repeat They’re in my mind with no intention to leave And with everything inside my head I come to realize that Nothing, nothing, nothing last forever I JUST WANT TO GO HOME AND FUCKING SLEEP And as I walk alone I think to myself “what went wrong? Was it me? Was it you? What’d I do? Why’d I try?” And late at night on the drive home All the memories came and wouldn’t go And late at night on the drive home All the memories came and wouldn’t go I JUST WANT TO GO HOME AND FUCKING SLEEP
4.
December first 1971 On the island of Pinta a tortoise roamed Most vegetation was destroyed by goats Yet still George roamed with nothing but hope Sole survivor of your species Geochelone nigra abingdoni You’re the rarest creature in the world With a name like that you could get any girl Oh, Lonesome George Giant tortoise of Galapagos You’ve got no one and that’s how it’s been Listen, George I’ll be your friend Ten thousand dollars to find you a partner Its time you stop trying to be a martyr Sixty to a hundred yet no ones sure Age is just a number that what I’ve heard I think its time you became a father Listen George you don’t have to love her Come on George step up your game All the other species are jealous of your name Oh, Lonesome George Giant tortoise of Galapagos You’ve got no one and that’s how it’s been Listen, George I’ll be your friend
5.
Forgetting how to sleep, FUCK I’VE DONE IT AGAIN! Restlessly struggling doing as much as I can Pills are fucking stupid and counting sheep’s out This inability to sleep is stressing me out Forgetting how to sleep, WILL THIS EVER FUCKING END? Dreams haunting me keep me awake Living all the words last sung by Blake Memories of yesterday keep me awake You say “Don’t thank me,” but you know I will You showed me something I only dreamed to ever feel And maybe one day I’ll feel again, but the taste leaves a sting that proves it true And not some wishful dream, yeah not some fucking dream from which I bleed. I’m still connected, it’s all too real Every ounce of hurt just know I’ll steal You’ll never have to ask in fact you’ll never even know And I’m okay with that.
6.
Wisdom Teeth 01:04
How can four teeth, cause so much damage, to my perfect mouth, years of braces. So much money, for oral surgery, I think I might, cut them out myself. Infection rising, gums reddening, I’ve lost five pounds, eating hurts too much. Razor blades slashing, pliers prying, Blood pooling in my throat, I hope I choke. Never in my life have I felt such pain Other than that time my heart was mending Take some pills, numb it all Have a nice summer, see you this fall
7.
Instead of blaming, instead of crying Hating, bitching, feeling like shit Instead of lies Let's get drunk and and pretend like we've done for years Instead of blaming, instead of crying Hating, bitching, feeling like shit Instead of lies Let's fuck and kiss and feel young Let's be stupid For the past and future mean nothing now
8.
Good luck with the surgery Everything will be okay Here’s some flowers from you to me I’m glad you decided to stay X marks the spot for the incision Every day I wake up is another fucking day I have to live in Pull back the curtain, I prayed it had rained The sun blinded me, and asked me to accept and welcome change Every step I try to take Yields another smile faked Calloused hands have lost their trace I found comfort in this place

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released July 31, 2010

"Good Luck With the Surgery" was an 8 song CD which was released in July 2010 on BetaSnake Records. It is now out of print. There may be a 9th song on there that wasn't written by us, but should've been.

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