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Escalators

by Cute Machines

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1.
I don't like you; I never did With a dangerous body but the brain of a kid ‘Twas a poisonous folly but I offered you a bid Even you don't have to tell me that you're better than this And you still haunt me; yeah I'll admit But I'm sick of the stop motion slowed to a skid If you want to take a picture and you get what you give Find a mirror and remember that you won't get shit Watch this fall to bits It’s so heavy with the Weight of the skin Stretching over the abyss No, no Blinded by a tryst You broke the levee With a shy smile and A metaphorical fist No, no Call me Rover; throw me a bone There’s a collar on my neck, but I’ve run away from home If you’re gonna be my owner then you gotta hold your own Lest I dig below the fence and leave you loyally alone We’ve lived this cycle; yeah, it’s been years You can build yourself a house with the walls made of fears I don’t want to play the game; you’ve got lips and I’ve got ears Or I’ll get back up on my horse, and I’ll fucking disappear Jump, girl, take the risk It’s not noble Knowing if you never live Then you don’t even exist No, no
2.
Synthesis 05:12
Let’s meet again up in the plastic jungle We’ll wring success out of our hair and clothes I saw the skin begin to crack and crumble But flowers spring out of the decomposed A broken promise is a necessary evil Lest our romance become a pessimist’s throne Although the miles can make a love turn feeble Our history remains engraved in stone I’m gonna tear you apart I’m gonna make a meal out of your skin and bones I’ll build a cage for your heart And carry on, a synthesis of both our souls If I go south to find my own direction And you go north to run away from home We’re bound to meet amidst our introspection You can’t escape the scent of my cologne With each example you’re imbedded in me stronger I only know the colors I’ve been shown Don’t even wait or it’ll feel much longer Bide your existence with a less cute clone And even though I let you go You never know just what the future hides You buried in under my skin Until the end, I can’t forget your eyes Things got just a little bit crazy Things got just a little bit cold But hold tight and we can make it back safely I know it’s right in the pit of my soul
3.
Addiction 04:35
The letter’s sitting on my bed; the stamp is glued The golden envelope brings out the polyester blue When we were last alone you couldn’t grant me closure I’m hanging onto time, but waiting can’t be kosher The selfish irony is I don’t want to Yet I do The vivid memories still swell my brain tissue But fragments chipped by hours and miles have started to accrue It’s your addiction girl; the innocence was sure to fade The withdrawal symptoms left you wrinkled, grayed, and piss-stained The bitter irony is I still need you Yeah I do Run, run, run, run Run until you can’t sustain Go away, go away I have nothing left to say to You, you, you, you You no longer have the rein Just accept my respect For you as been all but drained I won’t, won’t, won’t, won’t Look for someone else to blame Turn around, walk away I don’t want to hear you say You know, know, know, know How to heal my mental sprain You fucked up, you’re insane! I’ve got nothing left to gain It’s true, true, true and true It’s true that you I can’t contain Yeah I’ll admit, I’m not fit for this But you’re still on my brain And though, though, though, although You’re 20 million miles away I heart-spent this letter yet unsent To you just begging you to stay And I can’t feign, feign I’m still drinking romance-brand champagne Of your particular strain I’m running trying to catch that train I’ll go. Go. Go, go, go! It so turns out, this high will never wane Just so you know girl, you’re my heroin Forever yours, cocaine.
4.
Chicken Soup 02:55
Take one step back if you’re so super cool You’re an individual; well, I am too I don’t do tact ‘cause there’s no room for rules If I’m gonna be with you, you’ll do what you want to Crank that Siouxsie Sioux With everybody’s hands all over you All over you I’m one, you be too With both of my brown eyes glued to you It’s good for you I’ll rub your back and make you chicken soup But I don’t want to be a snoop if I’m your dude Love don’t mean cease to be an animal ‘Cause somewhere in your monkey skull, you’re gonna want to groove
5.
Royal Flush 03:34
Sarah walks into the room Posed with her goblet like a booze costume Probes through her hair by the strobe light glare Parts it like she knows she thinks she should, too She’s only looking for a good time really She’s only looking for some fun But if she doesn’t find a man tonight who treats her right At home awaits a bigger gun Red light, green light Everybody’s screamin’ like Whoa, oh Game face, stage lights Everybody’s schemin’ like Whoa, oh Stevie stumbles through the door Already ready for the hardwood floor If for awhile he can find a pretty smile He’ll forget about his tired civil war Clinching her goblet flowing red with pride Sarah peers out behind her throne But if she cedes her mind to Steve tonight, he’ll treat her right They’ll never spend another night alone Red light, green light Everybody’s screamin’ like Whoa, oh Spotlights, streetlights Everybody’s singin’ like Whoa, oh
6.
Girl If you give me one more chance If you’ll have this one last dance I can make you fall in love Girl Do I need to change myself? Am I gonna burn in hell? For the loving that I’ve done And I will fight For the wars that can’t be won And I will live my life In the eye of the gun Girl I just wanna hold your hand And if you give to my demand I can show you all I know Girl Am I really such a fool? Why do you have to be so cruel? I just wanna see you glow And I will fight For the things that can’t be done And I will live my life In the eye of the gun
7.
Now is not the time to pretend we have morals This isn’t a religion; if it is, then call me god We can write our own commandments, but that only starts problems Plus I’d rather hear the stories; I go swimming in your thoughts ‘Cause the day I left the suburbs I would plod through the fear How the hell were you to be with me if you weren’t even here? But then as the veil was lifted and the color was renewed I knew so long as I knew you there was nothing we couldn’t do So let’s go throw this motherfucker down ‘Cause I’m always gonna wear your motherfucking crown This is not the time to pretend we have boundaries If it lives in your desire then it might as well be true Who am I as your guy to asphyxiate your power? Plus the devil in me loves it when you walk in his shoes While I’m waiting for your letters I can guess every word All that’s strange and absurd; my ambition’s undeterred ‘Cause even far away I can say that I’m still your little bird Like Mel Gibson and Helen Hunt, your brainwaves go overheard
8.
Ghost I am not afraid You walk through walls, but my head is safe I’ve stuck around to watch you fade But I wanna see the world outside of the masquerade You said my dreams were gonna dry you up But I saw through that, so I really can’t stay As what our love was deconstructs We can find rebirth in a brand new day I’m gonna shoot for the sun I wanna taste my blood From the helium heart Of a body burnt out Every matter of pain Will only feed these flames And for the rest of my days I’m gonna live this down I saw a fire in you Its light grew pale with a permanent flu But as I grew up, I knew To trace steps back only left less room to move You told me you were gonna fall apart And I saw in that what I now know true That if I didn’t go break your heart I would turn into a ghost just like you

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Debut EP, released September 30, 2011.

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released September 30, 2011

Cute Machines (production, songwriting)
Pat Testa (vocals, synth, programming)
Collin McCabe (bass, vocals)
Sam McCabe (guitar, synth)
Cooper Garff (engineering, production)
Jerry McCabe (artwork)
Madelaine Crabtree (songwriting on "Kirby Got Robbed")

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Cute Machines New Orleans, Louisiana

Cute Machines began at college in New Orleans, Louisiana in August 2010 when twin brothers Sam and Collin McCabe teamed up with roommate Pat Testa, experimenting with live drums before transitioning to a drum machine. Within months, the group was building strong bridges and playing shows in the New Orleans area. The band's sound can be described as a blend of post-punk and dance music. ... more

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