HOW IS THAT FAIR?

by Sally Draper

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1.
It's nothing personal, I just don't like you It's nothing shallow, But I hate your face You're stupid and irrational, Every bit disposable So fucking irresponsible, A goddamn deplorable Ain't it a bummer? The memes are making us dumber Swaying elections, Like a viral infection Let's see if orange blood bleeds red, Kaki pants, red hats, are the new Nazi flag We're living some bad science fiction, Thoughts and prayers have become legislation Ain't it a bummer? The memes are making us dumber Swaying elections, Like a viral infection Cultural appropriation is used as a tool of oppression, Excusing them for their transgressions Empowered by..... A president who tweets while Houston drowns, A president who tweets while California burns A president who tweets while Florida drowns, A president who tweets while Vegas bleeds We preach to the choir, Or shut the fuck up Preach to the choir, Or shut the fuck up Preach to the choir, Or shut the fuck up Preach to the choir, OR SHUT THE FUCK UP Ain't it a bummer? The memes are making us dumber Swaying elections, Like a viral infection Ain't it a bummer? The memes are making us dumber
2.
My tee shirts never looked as good on me as they looked on you, The world never seemed that great to me then I saw you I was challenged by your personality, I was weightless in your gravity We were floating through space and time I found love then I lost it, It was good, it was great until it wasn't I thought I was a hopeless romantic, Turns out my feelings were problematic Keeping busy to keep from feeling, Keep on drinking to keep from thinking There's not enough substances to abuse, To keep me from thinking of you I found love then I lost it, It was good, it was great until it wasn't I thought I was a hopeless romantic, Turns out my feelings were problematic Maybe we should've kept this platonic
3.
I've been terminally homesick, And I've been morbidly unhappy This cost of living is killing me Outside, I keep to myself, When I speak I'm afraid of what comes out So I won't say a single word, I won't leave the house Or more accurately, my studio apartment, Or more accurately, my slumlord's shit box I've been terminally homesick, And I've been morbidly unhappy This cost of living is killing me Divided, I am falling apart, Maybe I should have stayed from the start Maybe it's time to let go and give up on my dreams, Maybe it's time to let go and give up on me It's time to let go and give up on my dreams, It's time to let go and give up on me Maybe this isn't the place for me
4.
Remember that time you slept in my bed? Down the hall from your shitty boyfriend We didn't fuck but I felt your heartbeat, Your body next to mine that's intimacy How do I end up in these situations? When did I become such an awful person? I don't know where my moral compass went, I don't know when I started this descent Remember that time we sat in the chair? In the attic no one else was there In the dark barely touching, We bonded so intimately How do I end up in these situations? When did I become such an awful person? I don't know where my moral compass went, I don't know when I started this descent With fireworks going off in the distance, All I could hear was your heartbeat
5.
Warning Sign 01:35
I'm not suicidal, But sometimes I wouldn't mind not being alive I'm not suicidal, But I don't like the person I am sometimes I'm not suicidal, But I haven't felt love in long, long time I'm not an alcoholic, But sometimes I drink until I'm numb inside I'm not an addict, But I can't stop doing these things that harm my life I'm not suicidal, So please don't take this as a warning sign
6.
She asked if I could be a rebound, So I invited her over that night She was drunk by the time she arrived, I was half asleep in my sweatpants We laughed about our sadness, We made light of our past traumas Made light of our depression, Made light of our situations We're headed in different directions, But ended up in the same bed Both bleeding from different wounds, Caused by different people We share our pain, We share our self-blame She says she's thinking about quitting teaching, And I'm on the fence about my career She wants to go back north, And I'm thinking of heading back east We agree that it'd be easy, And easy would be nice We worry we'd be settling, Giving up in our prime We're both headed in different directions, We're headed in different directions, But ended up in the same bed Both bleeding from different wounds, Caused by different people We share our pain, We share our self-blame
7.
Moved across the country, Sold everything I own Saved up all my money, Left behind everything I've known All to live alone Bought a luxury mattress, As a form of commitment A luxury mattress, To tie me down A luxury mattress, So I won't move out Traded in these northeast winters, For the California sun Every day feels the same now, Otherwise nothing's changed now I never thought I'd miss New Jersey, But I even miss the smell I never thought I'd miss the rain, But do I miss it now Oh, I miss it now Bought a luxury mattress, As a form of commitment A luxury mattress, To tie me down A luxury mattress, So I won't move out Moved across the country, Sold everything I own Saved up all my money Left behind everything I've known All to live alone When home becomes just a place you visit, Tell me, what really is it?
8.
Is the career opportunity, Worth leaving your friends and family? And when I see you in my dreams, Will you be thinking of me? Or am I to be forgotten? Or a distant memory? You might not be thinking of me, But I'll still see you in my dreams You might not be thinking of me, But I'll still see you in my dreams

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This album was recorded at the Fruit Cellar in April 2018.

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released May 18, 2018

Mixed and Engineered by Bob Osowski

Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Mastering

Ryan O'Leary - Guitar, Vocals
Bob Osowski - Guitar, Bass, Drums, Vocals

Special guest vocals on "The War On Memes" and "Warning Sign" by Pierce Lightning

Additional backing vocals by Joe Cash, Brian Dipierro, and Pierce Lightning

Cover photo by Bryce Hambarian

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