Repeat Play Torrent Rar

by Totem Terrors

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    The 12" version of our début album, pressed on delicious white vinyl.

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midnight the hour of darkness the hour of fistfights under the arches we wait for daybreak eat knuckle sandwich lament for those who fight with language praying is to the faithful what wishing is to the faithless what drinking is to the shitfaced and I'm shitfaced every day now someday he'll drive a tractor he is no farmer it is not natural it is attractive (but) too many factors conspire against the pipe dream of tractors midnight out in the moonlight sometimes it feels right sometimes it feels right
I don't like the looks of this I don't like the looks of you one million reasons, one million and one one million and you couldn't come up with one one million chances to explain what you've done one million chances, one million and one I don't like the looks of this I don't like the looks of you two hundred thousand is a very big number three hundred thousand is even bigger again one million is too much, I just wanted one one million and one minus one million
Gosig Mus 02:30
they never went on holiday, they never got to send postcards to their family (they use computers to pretend) like Paris in the springtime, it's a tired turn of phrase you send conflicting messages with everything you say it is this it is missed it is missing you i saw the mirror broken, said that's seven years bad luck he said "here are seven reasons why I couldn't give a fuck" now the first six they escape me, but I do recall the last it was something about being born under a crossing star and it is hard for some not you or I call it entrapment, call it other names call it what you want but it will always be the same it is like a doll of porcelain, so fragile and arcane there are reasons why I cannot let you redefine my aims no point it is pointless it is a missing point a missed point in time
twenty-two with the teenage blues I would hate you to love me, I would love to hate you fine for a screw but I'd embarrass you oh I'm not like your friends, no you're not like my friends this time apart is killing me, radio silence not for me it's good to have some time apart, but time can break a mending heart you took a gamble with the girl from out of town oh you can't see me, no you won't see me
Words 01:44
waiting for words to come shaped like weapons here they come here they are knife, rope, skewers hydrochloric acid tears stop the clocks there's no time no alarm to make it seem like a bad dream here they come knife, rope, guns hydrochloric acid bombs
Disco Tryst 03:02
with just a little concentration it doesn't take too much to see I have a handsome face but only in the darkness with just a little hesitation it's easy to step gingerly into the not so great not so unknown, either with zero expectation you can at least expect from me to know exactly when I I see things differently with just a little apprehension can you pretend to you and me that everything is ok when everything is not with massive expectations can you expect to see something approaching magic I know a trick or three with just a lot of comprehension you might just have a chance to see the point that I've been making by waxing cryptically I, I, I know why you lie, lie, lie to me and sigh, sigh, sigh and roll your eye, eye, eyes
I am Hilary Page I am Hilary Page remember my name I am Hilary Page I am Franck Le Calvez I am Franck Le Calvez remember my name I am Franck Le Calvez I am Sunshine Biscuits I am Sunshine Biscuits remember my name I am Sunshine Biscuits your stolen punchline they flaunt without disguise and you can make the same joke and not even raise a smile what difference does a name make a colour, place or time those bastards, they stole your fire
Mr.Military 02:31
Mr Military can't be found Mr Military can't be messed around Mr Calculator likes to rhyme Miss Enumerator counts 'em line by line Lay your heart on the bassline, bassline Not much longer will you be mine, be mine Lay your heart, lay your heart on the bassline Just about to lose my mind, my mind Mr Operator filling in time Mr Numerator stays above the line Mr Miserable feeling sick Mr Conversation wants it over quick Mr Mathematic flash like ritz Mr Scientific taste like salt to kiss Mr Temperature hot and wet Mr Literature wears warm leatherette Just about to lose my mind, my mind
love what's it got to do with love? run away run away get no closer go away love what's it got to do with love? run away run away getting closer every day run away run away love is like a Frito-Lay love
I see the lighthouse I see the red house I see the carpet the carpet that you used to hate there's nothing there now just an impression an imperfect memory that changes every day I think I like you better in the letters that we write I see the print-outs I see the receipts I see the debris the bits and pieces of another life I wear the trousers I do the talking my words are meaningless so what you gonna do? I think I like you better in the letters that we write time will suck you dry blink your eyes to pass the time


Recorded at HMS Cambria, Music Box Studios and One Mic Wonder Studios in Cardiff by Totem Terrors.


released April 8, 2013

All tracks written, performed and recorded by Totem Terrors.

Totem Terrors is Max Hicks and Rosie Smith.


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