MOTHs

by Morrowville

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This is the first full length record produced by Morrowville, recorded in December 2008-February 2009. During this time, Morrowville was a recording experiment, with no accompanying live show.

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released March 1, 2009

Guitar, vocals, samples/drums, lyrics - Zach Evington
Bass - Jason Eckard
Keyboard - Austin Glover

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Track Name: Transhumanism
You’ve missed out on life’s mistakes.
What have you got to say?
Ghosts to this day, penetrate.
And you like to pretend you relate.
Like you were both something beautiful.
But it was ugly, it was cheap, it was fake.

She’s too human for us.

(The name of the game, it is fake.
Her name is the same, she is fake.
In this stage of sleep, I’m awake.
Daydreams of society being you.)

Spread those enhanced legs.
Feeding wounds lust and later regret.
Come on, she was just a bet.
Just someone you met one night.
You learned too much about each other.
You’re not people, so you can’t be lovers.

Nanoids swimming in your veins.
Dying just to live. A night club is a crypt.
And you will visit it. Just a tourist.

I feel like there are answers for me in Vegas.
Track Name: Nanoid
The door slides open
You’re naked the walls are white.
You’re having an orgasm like you were born for it.

)Wash away what he did
They did
You did)

Please say I’m good at it.
My hands, they’ve had it.
Pay attention to objects placed in the attic.
Memorabilia of a bet, it’s only thing I get
When I look at it-

You were just my grapple.

I want to know you
I sit, reviewing souls.
Captured for the world to see,
A cancer lens has carried greed.

Words aren’t important
When you’re showing me the door and
I find myself willing to eat my friends.

Hands below the waist.
Feel the nanoid shake.
This one’s got you, its’ too late.

The strobe is keeping alive.
She spins around as a queen in a hive.
Stares at me and asks for a ride.

Sending out their little troops,
Making more of me and you.

I'll end this sober.
Track Name: Metabrain
I wish I had your brain.
The kinda brain that’s not insane, while still naive.
Nanomachines keeping you from thinking too much.
Change your hair, your bust, and go out and find another fuck.

You’re beautiful and you know it.
At least you know it when he offers to take you home.
He opens his suitcase and shows you his toy.
You realize now he’s not just some boy.
A creep with money, and it ain’t that funny to him.
You lock yourself in his bathroom,
Call the one you formerly mothed to.

(And no there’s not enough Sadies for this world, I’m not shallow but I know
I cannot let her in, I will not let her in. Rubbing my head, screaming.)

Get yourself to safety,
Now fix your brain to never ever love him again.
Track Name: Gattaca
When I first saw you it was just another in a million.
Sex at first sight? Well I couldn’t say that.
Fix yourself up for the spotlight.
It was walk in, grab a pint,
Build up a resistance to build a resistance.
Notice the accent, making decisions.
My personal libido accountant initiates another transaction.

But wait, wait, wait
Now I know who you are.
And wait, wait, wait
You don’t know who I was.
Let’s lie, lie, lie,
Keep the cash in the car.
Let’s cry, cry, cry,
If they make copies, we’ll just watch them fall.

This is what you would call a foot in the door.
Going going, go real hard till you want something more.

The shade is coming to drown the rest in rebellion.
Now Sadie’s coming to make it seem like you never happened.

But wait, wait, wait
Now I know who you are.
And wait, wait, wait
You don’t know who I was.
Let’s lie, lie, lie,
Keep the cash in the car.
Let’s cry, cry, cry,
If they make copies, we’ll just watch them fall.

I gained nothing but you stay encapsulated.
Reminding me that I haven’t made it.

Lay down doll.
Be a doll.
Stay real still.
You can dig your claws
Into the first fool who comes along after me.

Let’s build our MOTHs.
Track Name: Warden of Your Bride
No one get us, call it love, it’ll just be worse.

The government lackies and their magpull masadas.
(Searching for rebels while handing out flyers.)
Clobber the downtown, an anti-love armada.
(Post-human eyes will get below their lies.)
Feeling out the crowds,
(Such substandard techniques for living,
with paper provided by the armada.)

“When a man was only allowed to marry one woman, but he could have as many concubines as he wished. So, where is the monogamy? Monogamy didn’t exist then, and it doesn’t exist now. Polygamy is being practiced wherever you go on the face of this earth – Polygamy is the norm.”

You can fix yourself, yeah, but you need something to keep a level head.
Take a little pill each day for months, Plastic bag and a glass of milk.
(Beautiful colors.)
Keep your options open, that’s what they’re gonna say, “He won’t last and you know this, you know this…”
(Beautiful monsters.)

This is the warden of your bride. Turn on that veil.

(Post-human eyes will get below their lies.)
(With paper provided by the armada.)

No one gets us, call it love, it’ll just be worse.

No one gets us…

“No, stop crying… please, stop crying. It’s okay, it’s alright.”
Track Name: The Outpost
In the halls, she crawls on me.
This house we built for freedom.
Yes I chose someone else for the night.
You know how it’s supposed to go around here.
You know how it’s supposed to go-
Everyone is for everyone.


Money is everything.
Updates are a part of the game.
Fix yourself up for the spotlight.
You say I turn you on.
Now I’ve turned on you.
This rebellion, this house, it’s gonna fall.
You invited the guests, I entertained.

They’re coming to tear down these walls.
One last look before they take her away.
I was never sentimental anyway.
Track Name: Stereoscopic
In the rubble, the rebels are free.
A distant flicker inside of me.
You just made me dizzy, had to cross my eyes to see your lies,
There’s no right in the revolution.

(Rainbow of rubble)

The ones that die can’t be dear to us.
(The smarter we get,
the dumber it seems,
love and envy it, well they’re still green.
But the sickened stone’s now reflecting black.)

And his three faces are looking at me.

Yeah I’ll still sing to the swaying notion that we will return to the basics.

The ones that die can’t be dear to us.
(The smarter we get,
the dumber it seems,
love and envy it, well they’re still green.
But the sickened stone’s now reflecting black.)

Why did we create when we knew it wouldn’t last?
Since when do we breath to stop?

(If not for love, then what?
I’m not sad about it, just broken up.
This could be my next-to-midnight, now that the nanoid has made camp.)

I’ll fight my way to the other side of the city.
I won’t need your help or your pity.
I will continue to feel (shitty).

All, all I hear is (static).

The ones that die can’t be dear to us.
(The smarter we get,
the dumber it seems,
love and envy it, well they’re still green.
But the sickened stone’s now reflecting black.)

(We’ll never make up.)
Track Name: Terrestrial Hearts
Last beverage, “My favorite mix of cranberry juice and water.”
Last phone call, “Jeremy, who was looking for me to take him to lunch”.
(We can try again.)
Last instant message, “Mr. Stanfa”
Have you ever dated someone twice, “Yes.”
Been cheated on, “Yes. Shit sucks.”
Kissed someone and regretted it, “Uh..yeah, kind of.
Lost someone special, “Yes.”
Laughed until you cried, “Oh definitely.”

Met someone who changed your life, “Not anyone who comes to mind.”
Do you believe in yourself, “Sometimes.”
Miracles, “In a sense.”
Love at first sight, “No.”
Kiss on the first date, “Depends.”
Do you believe in God?

“Innocent.”

(“My body’s a temple.
“You’re body’s not a temple.”)

“I’m on my way home.”
Track Name: Cancer Lens
I’ll look through to you.
Then I’ll look right through you.

This time, it can’t be any different.
These new curves can’t ever make a difference.
I know you’re trying but it’s me you are missing.
I wish you’d leave so I could start fishing.

I’ll look through to you.
Then I’ll look right through you.
(She wields a tongue stuck in training.)

Growing LCDs and people who can’t bleed.
Ignoring errors in calculating a seed.
You can be all you can be

But will you ever be needed?

She wields a tongue stuck in training.
Opening wounds you closed with your teeth.
A pursuit of fun that is draining,
Groping beats to cover guilty grief.

Remember what we did after the funeral?
Watching knees pulse from behind a pulpit.
Here I was thinking that this was normal.
You laid your traps so I could see you sulk in them.

Here I was thinking I grew up with you.
I throw back some more, one becomes two.

I laugh when I allow myself to cry.
Track Name: Black-Sky Albedo
I, still, can see the sun.
These women beneath me waiting to run.
Metal reflects the sun.
These women beneath me waiting to run.

I’ve missed out on life’s mistakes.
(You’ve)

I think it may be best this way.
It’s best this way.