You Call That An EP?

by Meridian Theory

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released October 27, 2016

Drums recorded with Beau McKee Recording at Oakland Studios.
All other recorded material, mixing and master was done with Callan Orr at Avalanche Studios

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Track Name: You Call That A Cutlass?
you, youre out of control
digging this hole, all on your own
I dont know what you expect of me
in times, times like these
although weve been searching for
such a long time
for something we will never find
Im affraid to say, youre all on your own
in times, times like these

we were prisoners long held captive
trying to break free
from this heartless captain

held under this galley
will no longer contain us
as we tear these walls down
the floorboards will bear the weight of
the anger of years no regrets and no fears
come on lads lets cut his tongue out

beneath the lies and all the trickery
we'll have, the last laugh
when we declare mutiny
on the high seas, there will be no escaping
we'll bide our time, down below
always be watching, waiting

in the face of defeat, you are nothing

while chasing admiration
clutching dead dreams
youve been holding out on us
been holding out all along

no longer will we, follow a false leader
the treacherous depths weve tred oh no
have led us all to nothing
the treasures promised have yet to be revealed
you thought us worthless
we will show you
take this rope tie it around his neck
bring him to his knees
leave him the stains long left upon us
drag the coward to the side of the ship
as we force him to take the final plunge

in desperation, he turns his back
only to find, the cold sea staring
here to, repay him for his crimes
with downcast eyes, he walks the plank in shame
the final steps, with one last breath
the ocean will reclaim

in the face of defeat, you are nothing

beneath the lies and all the trickery
we'll have, the last laugh
when we declare mutiny
on the high seas, there will be no escaping
we'll bide our time, down below
always be watching, waiting

you