Trading Cities

by GIRL ARM

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conor donaldson
tristan matthews
zakir jafry
vincent richard

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released 13 March 2014

mixed by Alex Williams
mastered by James Clemens-Seely
art by Ryan Davis

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Track Name: Her Hands
in one swift motion her hands remove all and we are left just talking to the-- (shot / held / done)
cast your spells like such to turn their tools to rust.
the grapes that grew for years are soon to disappear.
so cast your spells like such to turn their tools to--
remove all and we are left just talking to the--

so what? you can tell her that they don't turn back.
(what have you decided? what have you?)
(money gold money gold money gold money gold money)

so cast your spells like such to turn their tools to--
remove all and we are left just talking to the--
Track Name: Trading Cities
once the throat gets cleared, the thoughts laid out, these vibrations strike without a sound. these pulsations shake and crack the ground.
when i finally begin to speak, i'm dragged in on voices, out by songs.

over, under, i think i see it.

voices have become a thought withheld.
or are they just mutes who've lost their tongue?
listening to the heat dissipate,
open mouths litter the landscape.
thoughts withheld, lose their tongue.

(hypnotized, we electrify the streets)
so let’s revel in the pink noise because there’s nothing left
(arms are tired, familiarized with heat)
it’s all the same, we don't mind
and we won’t ask where the colours went
(hypnotized, we electrify the streets)
it’s all good, the gray's fine
but the quiet is hell.
Track Name: Bad Tax Advice
a second knows it will become twice as long when aged, though some of them are too fargone to last the day.

i've seen vibrant colors reflect off of me from the chest in the mirror.

and how we never even thought to take it down. which word to choose, which i's to dot, whichever resembles a pause.

gather every adjective to a noun that just won't take.

“don’t mind me my skin’s thick”
(all the while he’s thinking)
"i don't ask...take six steps i'll be gone”