The Animals EP

by Lydia Burrell

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released June 15, 2012

All songs written and arranged by Alexander Smith. Produced by Alexander Smith. Tracks 1 & 2 engineered and co-produced by Trip Barriger at Treehouse Audio. Track 3 engineered and co-produced by Tom Curtis. Mastered by Carl Saff at Saff Mastering. Cover art by Carter Gilliss.

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Alexander Smith: vocals, guitar, synth, trumpet
Justin Davis: Bass guitar, vocals
Mark Guidry: Drums

Brian Henry Schreck plays saxophone on track 3

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Track Name: Like We're Animals
Like We're Animals

Relax, little wild
for the first time
in our lives we don't
need to run

See the truth of every threat headed our way
is they die alone if dying here today

so let them try to tear us apart
just let them try to tear us apart
we'll rip out the bastards' hearts

You're an immutable force that glides
with the ease of water
never altering course as you shine out
straight to me

And I guess, lyrically, I'm a wall
that no one can get over
that stretches out as far
as human eyes can see

And we don't need
to pretend
like we're animals
because we're people
and people kill just for love

so let them try to tear us apart
just let them try to tear us apart
we'll rip out the bastards' hearts
Track Name: Pile Of Dead Birds
Pile of Dead Birds

What might have been the perfect day
drops heavy to night
What we could have made a perfect year
everyone just lets it die

There's a strange kind of future here
just on the edge of sight
and then a thousand dead birds drop
down from the sky

Can you read the fine print on this missive?
The world could be sending you a message

But what it's ignoring is
how confusing all of this still is
despite the weight
of the evidence

Life's questions aren't any closer to answered
for the owner of a pile of dead birds

All of this
might be meaningless
not the world
or the year
just the mess
though we'll need a rake I guess
Track Name: Crush
Crush

I guess I fell
on my face
I guess I found myself divorced
from a flattering place

And I've got a crush
but it doesn't mean that much
sometimes love is just to let you know
you're not enough

I guess I tried to escape
but couldn't grow beyond
where I was raised
and I've got a crush
but its not good enough

Some people stalk you
some can't even call
some of us just lay here and dwell on our faults
like wearing a woman like a scar
when you don't even know her at all

Some peoples' thoughts would callous your heart
some of us omit everything that we are
so all we can say to the world is
"I'm not enough"

And I've got a crush
but it doesn't mean that much
sometimes love is just to let you know
you're not enough

I've got a crush
but its not good enough