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Liquorsmith, liquorsmith, pour me a drink
Its been one of those days that feels more like a week
But the day it is done and I'm assured unto now
There's a lesson to learn, hear me out hear me out
Gone are the moments, the restroom sanctuaries
Somewhere to hide, fight the tears or simply just breath
For as long as it takes for the shakes to shake out
In time this will pass, keep telling yourself
That its not like the mountain, you brave or you climb
Its the valley once hidden down the other side
Seems beauty at first, then dark as you realize
That your feet and your mind, oh they slide and they slide and they slide.
My knees they're unbuckled, my syntax has stalled
I'm the hapless old car in the middle of the road
An obstacle saying please, please keep your drive
Don't fail on me now, come on just keep getting by
With a push and a pill chased by grocery store wine
To avoid the inevitability of being hospitalized
So liquorsmith, liquorsmith, how about that drink
To the doctor who's calling when my life's on the brink
She says welcome home to your life, you're free to work again
Drive your car, ride your bike, raise a glass with your friends
Tell your lover not to worry, that the dark days have past
That your mind and your body have returned at long last
I am back.
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Its been 4 years and counting on that one night stand
We all fell down pretty hard, but we're getting up again
The monster in me is taking all the credit
But there's a knight in shining armor just waiting for his moment
One million people marching put us in the right direction
But there's an ignorance that I'm still seeing that's looming like a great depression
Darlin what I'm saying is bide your time because change is coming.
When I was young my mother asked, "When you grow up what will you be?"
Prepare yourself for sights unseen because every day is changing
And when the time it comes to take the lead, be brave enough to stand on your seat
Set aside your differences, she said darlin speak loudly
Because liberty is a cold beer after a long work week and I am thirsty.
I'll say what it takes, its a mouth full of blood, but that's alright because we are used to the taste
It burns like a flame, but pain is like nicotine, more we want more, we want more.
So when everybody's living scared saying its the president's fault
Tell them turn those fingers inward because what the fuck have you done lately?
And when the media is shelling bombs of social inequalities
Well there's a quote that I learned long ago that comes to mind in times like these
Give me your tired, give me your poor huddled masses yearning to breath free.
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Have you made it now? Are you satisfied?
Have you been acting out? Or are you making time?
That's not what I asked, you're not in control
I think you missed the point, but you are getting warm
I have seen your fate, this isn't it
You took a step back now, you got to get through this
Now your missing home and your best friends
But if you turn back now, you will disappoint them
And you can't have that, so right this down
Make your amends, I said write this down
And then listen up, you had said all done
Then you drove away, yeah you left us
So take your time, Lets split up
Realize again, that we are in love, but in the meantime
Have mercy on yourself
Have mercy on everybody else
Have mercy on yourself
Have mercy on those who care about you.
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A horseless carriage has no heart
but there's a man behind the wheel
Blood runs black, worth more than cash
Trapped within a cage that's made of steel
So let's move too fast
Let's watch the world go by outside the glass
We won't look back
For all we leave behind is smoke and gas
The driver puts his trust in maps
Where as I'm inclined to live by seats of pants
This engine burns until it dies
So buckle up love and brace for a wild ride
Because I move real fast
I watch the world go by outside the glass
And me, see I don't ever look back
For all I leave behind is smoke and gas
I love you like a lion
Wild are my intentions
I am a hunter, a stalker, and you are the prey
Take your chances and I assure you
That with flesh and blood I will know you
I will thoughtfully protect you with fire and rage
Darlin you are the difference between hate and love and resistance
I will treat you in the same way that I treat myself
(Not very nicely)
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Lite beer and rye whiskey
If you don't take your pills you won't last through the night
When you get home, we need to talk
Though I know grown up decisions have never been your strength
You've got a talent for being reckless
A short fuse for bullshit, I respect you for that
But there's a low level poison you can't do without
You've been drinking quite heavy and your heart's full of doubt
I found that pistol in the pawn shop with a box full of shells
I know you've got the courage, but don't you dare point it at yourself
The dog, he's been barking, he's been crying for help
Because the one that he cares for is half way to hell
Hit me in your hour of darkness because I want to feel your pain.
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New York is dying at the hands of the devil
but its not fire and brimstone, its no fallen angel
Its a plague just like Moses, but on opposites day
We still want our freedom, but rather let our people sty
You can grow up a good man and still be a villain
You can lay out a grand plan and have it all fall to pieces
Its kind of like a puzzle, where you start with the corners
You match up the colors and you can see the whole picture
I write songs, I do the best that I can
Sometimes I fuck up, but struggle makes the man
So son, don't let me down, when I leave here, you're the man of this house
Be patient, be strong and above all, take care of your mom
New York is dying and there is fear in the streets
There's blood on every front door praying lord pass over me
But they're closing all the storefronts and there' a locust at my door
Saying take one last look at liberty and whisper to her
Long live the queen.
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Out of the night that covers me
Black as the pit from pole to pole
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable sole
The fell clutch of circumstance
I had not winced nor cried aloud
under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed
In this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade
And yet the menace of my years
Finds and shall find me unafraid
It matters not how straight the gate
How charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate
I am the captain of my sole
You say you want glory
No matter the cost
Its a limb or a life
Long as the message ain't lost
So let's live like we're martyrs
We'll walk down the road
Cause they can cut back a garden
But the roots they still grow
I have failed where I am strong
I've triumphed where I am weak
But I have learned to see it out
Its been bright and its been bleak
The gallows of a poisoned mind
Where I am hated and despised
And its cut me to the core
And its the fire n my eyes
So call it love or loneliness
Call it fate or call it will
Grit your teeth and make a fist
'Cause we will bleed for what is real
You say you want glory
No matter the cost
Its a limb or a life
Long as the message ain't lost
So we'll live like we're martyrs
We'll march down the roads
'Cause they can cut back a garden
But the roots they still grow.
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Bury me in memories
With the music on loud, I was looking out
As the trolley came down and stopped out front of my apartment
And all at once, they called out my name
I was a fool to think it was all for me
Because you were there, laughing hysterically
You said buzz me in, I did not at first
You gave me that look
Come on now let me in
Bury me
In memories
Come on now bury me.
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Andrew Carl Thams returns with his first solo album in five years.
released October 16, 2021
All songs written and instruments performed by Andrew Carl Thams unless otherwise specified.
Produced by Jeremy Grelle at Inhesion Studios