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self titled (fifty​/​fifty: the final chapter)

by COMR

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a walk in the woods: the introduction 05:36
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h e l l 05:27
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I've lost the will to live And I've lost the will to die And if I stay here for the rest of my life I don't know if I'll survive I won't make it out alive Cuz they only put forty fries in a medium size Forty fries in a medium size Forty fries in a medium size, oh well That's what you get when you're in hell Give me a medium size There's only forty fries My name is Jupiter Daughter It's not fun to be alive anymore I'm just wasting all my time I'm just being Alive When we had the fun we had we were In love In love with The idea of being Alive And we won't make it out alive Forty fries in a medium size (Forty fries) Forty fries in a medium size Forty fries in a medium size, oh well (Forty fries) That's what you get when you're in hell That's what you get when you're in hell Forty fries In a Medium size (Only get forty fries) You know what you get Placing you're bets Place your bets when you're on your way You know what you get Placing your bets Losing your vest Not yet Losing your stuff Losing your guts Placing your bets Placing yourself on a silver platter Losing the things that don't matter to you Losing the things that don't matter Basically you're just Takin' it easy Easy Takin' it easy E-e-easy When you're takin' it easy Takin' it sleazy Losing the things That make you feel good Takin' it easy Feelin' the breeze Of the shore In the store The store Or Forty fries in a medium size (Only forty fries) Forty fries in a medium size (What about forty fries) Forty fries in a medium size, oh well (That's not true) That's what you get when you're in hell
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p o r t l a n d o r e g o n 03:29
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a walk in the woods: the approach 04:04
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l i a r , l i a r 03:47
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o k l a h o m a 04:35
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b u i e s c r e e k , n o r t h c a r o l i n a 05:21
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a walk in the woods: the last breath 08:02
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a p i c n i c i n t h e s e s h e e t s (feat. dj skweeky mann from louisiana) 03:14
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t e l l m e t h e s t o r y o f y o u r l i f e (washington) book I 07:08
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p t . 1 , d e a r g r a n d m a 08:23
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p t . 2 , g a l a p a g o s g r a n d m a 06:55
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everynite, everytime 00:42
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I. h e r e i n c o n n e c t i c u t (connection to ur hart: new england) 03:33
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Hey you're the beauty of my beast You're so beautiful And I'm an ugly beast I'm an ugly beast (I'm an ugly beast) I'm an ugly beast I'm an ugly beast and I'm Here for your beauty (Oooh) Here for your beauty (Oooh) Here for your beauty (Oooh) Here for your beauty (Oooh) As I walk across the fields I see your silhouette Walk down the field And I hand you a rose but you don't care to take it You'd rather leave me here alone in the rain I have 24 24, 24 (24, 24) 24 Roses to give to you 24, 24 (24, 24) 24 Roses to give to you 24 Roses I have to give to you I say please take them or else I'm gonna have to chase you Really far Not to a bar Cuz you refuse to get drinks with me You'd rather see me get lonely Here in Connecticut (Here in Connecticut) Here in Connecticut (Here in Connecticut) Here in Connecticut (Here in Connecticut) My birthplace and my home (Here in Connecticut) Here in Connecticut (Here in Connecticut) Connecticut (Here in Connecticut) Here in Connecticut (Here in Connecticut) Here in Connecticut And I hop on my phone I check Facebook And D.J. Sizzle-Fishman Just posted again (He posted) I can hear his voice in my ear
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II. r h o d e i s l a n d ( g r a n d m a p t . 3 ) (connection to ur hart: new england) 04:18
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You say Justin Bieber? Well we say Skillet You say Soulja Boy? Well we say Three Days Grace You say Miley Cyrus? We say Black Veil Brides You say T-Pain? We say Blink-182 (No I don't) I don't say that (Please, answer me) Don't tell me that I do (Like and subscribe) You say Green Day? Well so do we (Yeah we do) You say Kesha? (We say Green Day) We say Bullet for my Valentine (Dislike my post) You say rap? We say metal (We say Green Day) You say pop? (We say Green Day) Well we say shut the fuck up (We say Green Day) I get jealous of your looks I wish I can be your pope Like my post on Snapchat Comment on my Facebook Like my post on Snapchat Comment on my Facebook My YouTube post Fill the air with your devotion Fill my pockets with your Love and satisfaction Fill em up (Fill me up) With the comment section Fill me up (Fill him up) With your love and satisfaction Fill me up (Fill him up, fill him up) With your love and satisfaction (Fill him up, fill him up) Fill me up (Fill him up, fill him up) I can only feel Your grace and love Your grace and love The love I give to my beauty And I just wanna be your beast Gimme your satisfaction Gimme your love (Your satisfaction) Gimme your love (Your love) Fill my comments section
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III. ( m a ) s s a c h u s e ( t t ) s (connection to ur hart: new england) 05:10
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I need you to light my trees on fire Cuz I am sick of them We have to put our helmets on And not have to hear the sounds of my love That I have for you, my Beauty, my grace, my love for you (Grace my will for you) I'm your ugly beast (I'm your ugly beast) I'll offer you a feast and you reject me at every chance you have Gonna flee Connecticut, the home of the free and the brave (Your window) Going to the place that I know (Going outside your window) Like Massachusetts, Idaho It's nowhere near me I love everything about you (Going outside your window) But you give me nothing in return (Your, your window) 2, 3, 4 Please give me your satisfaction and your grace I just want you to put all your likes in my face Please answer my comments section questions I need to get to know more about you (Fill him up, fill him up) Like reading (Fill him up, fill him up) I'm sick of stalking your Instagram Seeing all the shows that you go to in your own apartment I fucking love you I really, really miss you (Fill him up, fill him up) Fill him up, fill him up Fill him up, fill him up I'm gonna travel to Massachusetts to meet you We'll get down with Wax And you will get down to me Not responding to my comments Not responding to my knocks My name is changed to Chance Because I know for a fact, I have a chance with you (I have a chance) I changed it So When we get married I'll take your last name and make my middle name With So when I get taken My name will be Chance With You
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IV. p r e - n e w - h a m p s h i r e (connection to ur hart: new england) 06:12
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As I sit in my home The birds and the bees I can see them Fall to their knees Please don't tell me I'm not a cat Because bitch, right in front of you I'll transform into a bat I am Batman And I'm coming for your socks I am Batman And I'm here to steal your pet rocks I am Batman (I am Batman) And I'm coming for your shoes I am Batman (I am Batman) And who's got the clues For me to find the man with the green hat Me to find the man with the yellow shoes Me to find the man with the green hat Find the man with the yellow shoes To find the man with the green hat To find the man with the yellow shoes To find the man with the green hat To find the man with the yellow shoes To find the man with the green hat (I am Batman) To find the man with the yellow shoes (I am Batman) To find the man with the green hat (I am Batman and I have) To find the man with the yellow shoes (Too many clues) Find my way into your heart (To find the man with the green hat) Find my way into your heart, I am Batman (To find the man with the yellow shoes) Find my way into your heart I am Batman It really sucks when you inhale your own hair It kind of feels like you're inhaling some spider webs I don't like spiders, they scare the fucking shit out of me But I don't care about watching those bitches get stung By a tarantula-hawk and dragged into a hole Where they get bred into and then get eaten whole They got too many shit on my lap Got too much shit on my back, my Shoulders are weighed down By about twenty pounds From all the stress I take What do you do but sit there and make some scones, you've got These bones on your lap But don't Get on my back I have too many hats to deal to you So don't Get off my back You're the beauty to my beast Don't you dare fuck with me Brad (Brad) I know your dad, he's a Very nice guy (very nice dad) There's too many days where he would go And try a pie That tastes like Brad Berries That tastes like Brad Berry, Brad Berry pie That tastes like Brad Berries (That tastes like Brad Berries) Brad Berry pie Tastes like Brad Berries Brad Berry pie (Tastes like Brad Berries) Tastes like Brad Berries Brad Berry pie (Tastes like)
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V. e r m o n t (connection to ur hart: new england) 05:53
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Wildfire Wildfire Wildfire Wildfire Wildfire Wildfire Wildfire Wildfire Wildfire Wildfire Wildfire Now you listen here, Jeffrey, and you listen real good Why did you take, why'd you take my-my baguettes From my bakery? You know-you know I-I-I I was reasonable I was reasonable I was reasonable And, and, and I made it so I didn't call the police on you but I really need to tell me Why the fuck You would steal my baguettes from my bakery Don't strum your fucking lute at me Don't strum your goddamn lute at me, all right? What was that? What was that? Oh you can't speak so you speak Morse Code in your guitar Did you just quack at me? What are you a fucking duck? I can't believe you Brum-brum-brum, beep boop-boop beep 9/11 is coming And they're gonna arrest you How about that? How do you feel about that? You fucking suit-plaid wearing dancin man Do you know my family Always talks about that time You hung-hung up that short man in my basement To die (I thought you were gonna say the time he hung himself) Alright let's go Let-drop a beat No you dr-drop a beat, get that It's not-it's not It's not Connecticut without a sick beat drop Got these fraps on the clock, got To stop, stop, stop Gotta go, gotta get an afro Gotta go to the Gotta go to the club with my afro, new, on my head Gotta go to the club, gotta go to a pub Gotta get real drunk, get real crunk Then put it in a junk, I got to words for you And those two words are Fuck You I've got a car, I've got a bar I've got a car, I've got a bar Don't fuck with me My life is more put together Don't fuck with me I have 24 kids in my ribcage, they All come out like seahorse children I am a male seahorse With human gills and legs Imagine a seahorse with manly muscles He's gotta get on the hustle and take on the crutches He's got too many seamen comin up, not Cum, just people who are sailors, they're Comin up on his castle, he's gotta fight em off He's only got sharp claws and a dagger This bitch is comin up
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VI. m a i n e ( t h e f i n a l d e s t i n a t i o n ) (connection to ur hart: new england) 06:22
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20.
a walk in the woods: the finale 05:13
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21.
times of trouble. 01:46
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about

As they come to terms with the end of an era, they've come to terms with the state of a nation. It took nearly a year to create what we now know as, "FIFTY/FIFTY." Of course, most bands don't even last long enough to release five albums, but they are not most bands. After slaving away for months at a time to create the best albums of their career to date, they've become fatigued. But we all know that does not mean slowing down anytime soon. In fact, the crew has only become more eager to release new and different material as a result of such a pragmatic and behemoth undertaking. Of course, the life is grueling, but they love it; they only want to create. And as the FIFTY/FIFTY series comes to a close, so too does this chapter of c o m r ' s career. We thank you for participating and we thank you for listening. And to quote the crew on their thoughts about their home state of connecticut,
"It's not always good and it's not always bad... but it's home."
thank you for listening.
-c o m r

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released December 25, 2018

comr, crochdeck, d.j.andchris, djsizzlefishman, azterizk

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COMR Hartford, Connecticut

we are an experimental art collective, created by a group of friends who figured out how to travel between dimensions. this is the music that comes from those experiences.
thank you for listening.
- c o m r

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