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I Kill Giants

by I Kill Giants

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angie one of my favorite and most personally meaningful albums ever maybe i think. long live ikg!! Favorite track: Part 3.
jagdgeist
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jagdgeist This is a good tune that will remind you of the hot summer days you used to spend skating. Favorite track: Part 1 / Part 2.
Joseph Frank
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Joseph Frank this band has meant as much to me as any band i have discovered in my life. and i am so happy i was able to see them on their last tour. thank you guys so much for all you have done. Favorite track: Larry Jr..
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Greg Hutch Math-punk with sick guitar work (and drums.) An exciting listen from front to back. Favorite track: Collector.
cousin ben
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cousin ben cocaine is a hell of a drug Favorite track: Collector.
Noah Roth
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Noah Roth This album is incredible. Perfect blend of punk, emo, and hardcore. Favorite track: Lucky Shirt.
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1.
Traveler 00:44
i walked out to your car made sure I had my wallet, keys, and phone in pocket then I got inside if I had known how long before I'd be alone again i would've said I didn't have the funds to spend it was exactly what I wanted it was precisely what you didn't want but I deem myself a traveler.
2.
Larry Jr. 04:06
i just wanted to be the face of neutrality i never wanted to leave. sinking in, striking out shifty tongue, broken ideas the machine inside me spits out numbers violently, vomits expletives unnecessarily. it won't let me be. i want to see the birds and the bees won't always be permanent. to everybody that i love today: i want to feel ashamed. i can see the birds and the bees will always be permanent and if the world teams up on me, i guess.. i only want you around when you're not around. but now you're gone, brushing your teeth with a cigarette. i only want you around when you're not around. but now you're gone, choking on a cigarette. i can see the birds and the bees. i want to feel affirmative. i believe in what you believe-- i'm pouring under, spilling under, i'm down on my knees.
3.
Calendar 03:25
i hold my tongue like a realist there's no more water in the company fridge you've got the word set to make a kid wish he was dead. i take the stairs because it wastes more time i want to kiss your mouth, but i'm scared to try it's only sad if i don't come back with someone on my mind after four months, i saw you laugh i didn't think it would feel the same but then i saw your face in diners and concerts, well i'll fuck off now. reset, replace. life has taught me "irreplaceable". everyone makes me so uncomfortable. we can live in the exact same place. we can watch a hundred million things. if we never go to bed we won't have to wake up. leave my room like i'm ready to start walking around with a disposable heart slip heavy into love again and feel left out. i'll get home okay, if you're waiting for me. i'll make a fool of me, irreversibly if the water's anything less than sixty degrees. can you teach me to be irreplaceable? i can believe in anything. i am versatile.
4.
part 1: beeline towards my own front door, past the reunion in your room. you're staying away, i'll just erase your name right off the face of the whiteboard. i fill this space with antidotes, and other people's momentos. you're staying away, i won't do the same, i can't. you're not my friends, you're not. you're not my friends, on the whiteboard in the kitchen. so stop pretending. it's freezing in my room, it's always cold. i stripped these walls of "home". you're staying away, i won't do the same, i can't. you're not my friends, you're not. you're not my friends, on the whiteboard in the kitchen. so stop pretending. you're my best friend, but on the surface, no, you're not. and no one's in the middle; it's always empty. part 2: the first time i ever felt alive, i was fourteen when he clocked me right in the eye. i thought that i was bleeding, but i confused the blood with my sweat dripping down my lens. what a horrible thought i had, when i thought i wouldn't be coming back to this punk rock band with low self-esteem. and the sad songs they sang to you, you often misconstrued the liturgy with something sweet, like an autobiographical movie. and if this is what being alive feels like, then let me feel alive.
5.
Pigskins 02:06
6.
Lucky Shirt 02:47
let me just reiterate: I'll keep the anecdote about altruistic intentions for my drinking i know it's too late to say i'm wrong for throwing up on my lucky shirt at your house. at least i'm doing this for them while you ain't doing shit. i still call them both my best friends. even though i'm existential, i'm not leaving them out. don't ever make anyone apologize for what you said. if you're this contradicting when sober, i hope that you fall of your high horse, and into your own trail of shit. doll bangs and a mouth like gasoline. two kids on a broken trampoline. doll bangs and a mouth like gasoline. oh god, she's talking so fast. doll bangs and a mouth like gasoline. oh god, now she's talking to me. make her stop, please.
7.
Collector 02:42
i feel fine when the stars align, i feel fine when my body's warm. you feel fine all the time. it fucking feels cold. it's just the kids these days-- they make me feel so old. i don't feel comfortable in my own skin. i think the best is only over. the night is slowly closing in, and i'm staring at my thighs. you watch an episode and nothing more, i think i'd rather not be sober. i feel fine when i'm walking home. the cold waits til i get inside. but i can't tell the difference. i hate you for this. it feels like yesterday, you were closing up my blinds, you didn't want the world to see you in my bed and sleeping past morning. it's hard enough to say i'm taking care of myself when i'd give the world for nothing more than a call, just telling me you're still the same. you collect, when i grind my teeth, when it's hard to breathe you collect, when i watch the time, when you're on my mind you collect, when i see your name, when i blame the pain, you collect.
8.
Windmills 01:14
move me to where i can see the rocks & stars & green you're so gorgeously content in the smallest apartment. struck by the saltiest sea you seem brighter than i guessed patron saint of undress, that's as honest as i'll get.
9.
Part 3 04:15
i know your throat feels so damn thirsty but the Brita's empty once again in the fridge i'm sorry Matt for being such an asshole, but the hole in the wall feels lonelier than it did. when i was seventeen and the train tracks seemed so kind now my hometown's on TV and the worst part feels so far from over and if i'm not bleeding, you can just assume i'm doing fine. I know my hands seem dry, But just assume it's cold outside. i'm sorry Mom, i've been lying this whole time. but don't you worry now, 'cause i've been talking to Caroline. when i was seventeen and the train tracks seemed so kind now my hometown's on TV and the worst part feels so far from over -- There is nothing more miraculous than the exit 167 sign on the Garden State Parkway The green glimmer glazed upon the horizon Beckoning my name, distant but not forgotten. My heart is a factory off the New Jersey Turnpike Fumigating industrial waste into my paper lungs My chest, six panels and dotted coloring Hiding in burrows disguised as Babylon Writing off talking in my sleep as a reason to stay away from people. When I know, i'm just terrified of people. I know that no matter how hard I try I am still drawn to the loading dock behind the Closter Cinemas As it beckons our shared name Home. -- and it hurts that i still care i'm trying to forget it but i can't. please understand. and if i'm not bleeding, you can just assume i'm doing fine. and if my hands seem dry, you can just assume it's cold outside. i'm sorry Mom, i've been lying this whole time. but don't you worry now, 'cause i've been talking to Caroline. let me feel alive.
10.
don't make me go, i'm just a kid in a sea of mystery. if i employ all the feelings that i own, i'd walk away a man. if i gathered all the people that i know, they'd say i'm the same. what a fool i am, for letting me sleep in. i'm still around, waiting for someone to ask me who i am so i can find the blood i lost today i'm stuck inside a life that many fail to understand: a box of toys, no transportation, but a bed for sleeping in.

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released April 19, 2013

Recorded, Mixed, & Mastered by Ryan Stack at Format Audio
Artwork by Louis Broadhead

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