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States

by Protagonist

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1.
States 02:19
Repeat these days, before they expire and come to an end I'd do it all the same, even though there's things I know I can't repent They say there's a market for growing old Where ideals are lost, youth laid to rest, dreams get bought and sold Repeat these Days Across These States Repeat these days Is there anything alive left in this place? Trace back the footprints of the lonely decisions that you have made We exist in a place that time forgot Recapitulate missed chances, the false advances, the risks and the longshots Repeat These Days Repeat These Days Across these states The clock keeps on tickin' and my feet are sinkin' Is there anything alive left in this place? Just an endless succession of chainworkers, digging for shallow graves We arrived right after the death of the American dream Where everything is dull, nothing shines, and nothing ever gleams The clock keeps on ticking and my feet are sinkin Repeat These Days Repeat These Days Repeat These Days
2.
Tunbridge 03:27
And I'm Still running I'm still escaping From things tucked away in the back of my head I'm digging through things that have long been dead Things have a way of returning Things have a way of coming back to you I'm glued to old photographs Reliving through artifacts And we sit and strum too Our homesick lullabies I feel so far removed from this place So let's light a match and watch it go up in flames Clear through the charred remains of yesterday Up from the darkness and shame And let the bridges I burn, light my way I keep hoarding onto everything I've ever had Can't we just sit and watch it burn? I'm a fan of quick goodbyes I'm running to anywhere, but here Anywhere, Anywhere but here What if we could take one piece, of each and every moment? And we sit and strum to end of world lullabies Do you think this place would be missed, if it was obliterated? I keep hoarding onto old photos and artifacts Do you think that they would be missed if they were incinerated?
3.
Let the skipping record play Through endless nights and repeated days The world holds no pity, no sorrow, no sympathy Let the skipping record play Empty roads, deserted interstates Our maps and atlases are leading us to nowhere Destination Desolation I've never felt more fucked than this Nothing round' here but cornfields and graveyards All the churches plastered with crosses I could write the book on accepting losses Just another white flag signal call of distress Let the skipping record play And be sure to keep us away Be careful, cause we're soon approaching the edge of the city Desolation Isolation Caught in a crosswind of fate and luck In a place of no departure and no return Could it be impossible to investigate the plausible? This was a milemarker and we were passing through Passing through So we go down the road where all journeys come to an end To a place where we have to fend for ourselves The bow is breaking and I'm not gonna keep on claiming that I can save it This is the most alive I've ever been These maps and atlases are leading us to nowhere In a place of no departure and no return We're walking down empty streets with no street signs to lead us home This is a milemarker and were passing through We're Coming Right On Through We're Soldiering Right On Through I'm Passing Right On Through So we go down the road where all journeys come to and end Bottom feeding, and having to fend for ourselves They say there's no hope There's no hope for the midwest So how can there be any hope left for us?
4.
Sirens 01:57
Stay on track and don't stray too far or you'll be the one to burn Keep your feet on the path kid or you'll be the one to burn Pushed into a corner, got my back against the wall I kept this place maintained and standing, but I knew it'd erode and fall It's better to know that everything you love will eventually go away It's hard to watch the things you love, rot and decay Stay on track and don't stray too far or you'll be the one to burn Keep your eyes on the prize kid or you'll be the one to burn Don't Stray It's a shame when your chances become missed opportunities It's a shame when your dreams become unplayed symphonies Stay on track and don't stray too far or you'll be the one to burn Keep your feet on the path kid or you'll be the one to burn
5.
Can you look back to your earliest moments? I look back on mine with lament I try to embrace the images I can't erase Cause they always lead me back to this place It's daunting like the first time you witnessed adult morbid curiosity With denial and doubt, you block it out Infantile amnesia Pennsylvania is a black hole That I carry with me wherever I go It's etched it's scars, deep into my skin Small towns have so many dark secrets And the silence is hautning It covers up the crimes that they commit It always leads me back to this place Pennsylvania is a black hole A burden that's with me wherever I go It's fifteen years and I still feel it There ain't no cure for the Chester County blues Been fifteen years that I could feel it Can I ever move on from you? This is a pleading for a home to return too A return only on canvas and on string And on the streets beneath the world And only in dreams It's fifteen years and I still feel it There ain't no cure for the Chester County blues Been fifteen years that I could feel it Can I ever return to you?

credits

released May 17, 2011

Peter Marullo- Vocals
John Marullo- Guitar
Brian Forst- Guitar
Marcus Kora- Bass
Kyle William Macdougall- Drums

States was produced, mixed, and mastered by Stephen Egerton at Armstrong Recording in Tulsa, Oklahoma

Music by Protagonist

Lyrics by Peter and John Marullo

Photography by Paris Visone

Layout and Design by Peter Wonsowski

Side A

1. States
2. Tunbridge

Side B

3. Destination Desolation
4. Sirens

5. The Stranger The Boy Became *

* Track 5 appears on the Digital and Compact Disc versions

From Florida, to Pennsylvania, Oklahoma, Iowa, California and beyond, we extend our eternal gratitude

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