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I Want To Be Stereotyped. I Want To Be Classified.

by TOMB

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1.
Monastery 02:55
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I'm running around in circles, deep inside my mind I'm running out of reasons why, I wish I could go back in time I hate that old clay building sitting on it's lonely hill I wish I could change, I wish that I had the will It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone now It's gone, it's gone, I burned it to the ground It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone now It's gone, it's gone, I broke it down Some days I want more than I deserve Other days, I just want to stop the hurt. I want to leave this place and stay away forever Let's run away, let's run away together It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone now It's gone, it's gone, I burned it to the ground It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone now It's gone, it's gone, I broke it down I thought it was the right decision To carry this weight on my own Now I'm drunk on my own derision I just wanna go home There was a time when I was happy Now it's faded like a morning missed It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone now It's gone, it's gone, I burned it to the ground It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone now It's gone, it's gone, I broke it down It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone now It's gone, it's gone, I burned it to the ground
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This Is An Open Letter (To The Future Generations) 03:34
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This is an Open Letter To The Future Generations The kids that think I'm cool, the grown ups that'll think that too The painters and the writers. The lovers and the fighters The artists and the poets and the bleeding hearts that do not show it The cowboys and indians, the cops and robbers too And all those other silly games we played when we were two this is for doctors and for lawyers and that one girl in the foyer and the anchors that are on the six o'clock news This is for the whole world, and everyone that's in it. All I ask for, is that you give me just a minute I've got some things to tell you, I've got some tales to spell you This is an open letter to the places that I've been this is an ode to all the places that I've never seen the lakes and the rivers and the trees beside the streams this is for all the places that I see in my dreams the ghettos and the suburbs and downtown and city hall all the wonders of the world, I want to see them all this is for love this is for peace this is for the middle east this is for hate this is for war, this is for all of that and more this is for every place and everyone and everything that's in it All I ask for, is that you give me just a minute I've got some things to tell you, I've got some tales to spell you This is an Open Letter To The Future Generations this is an ode to all the places that I've seen this is for you this is for me and everyone that's in between All I ask for, is that you wake up from this dream I've got some things to tell you, I've got some tales to spell you
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An Impending Sense of Hope 03:02
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I shot across the sky, like a diamond in your eye I leave this place forever, I promise to return But somehow I lost my way, to this day I can't say why It seems that I have crashed and burned I'm trapped in the dark, but I can see the light at the end of this tunnel that's swallowing my heart and it's not so bad, I'm okay, I might be better off this way It's a gift, it's a curse, it's all of that and worse I remember what it was like back then, I can even remember when We were together, we were free. So much has changed. Look at me Now I'm just an empty soul. Broken and without a home I'm stuck here forever, and there's no way that I can flee I'm trapped in the dark, but I can see the light at the end of this tunnel that's swallowing my heart and it's not so bad, I'm okay, I might be better off this way It's a gift, it's a curse, it's all of that and worse I'm trapped in the dark, but I can see the light at the end of this tunnel that's swallowing my heart and it's not so bad, I'm okay, I might be better off this way It's a gift, it's a curse, it's all of that and worse
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Obligatory Love Song (In Which A Standard Summer Fling Takes a Turn For the Worse and All Those Affected Are Damaged For A Life) 02:55
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My heart is heavy for you My head is light so are my feet And I am something something My mouth is skipping on repeat I can hardly think What I can say to you To fill this awkward silence That I feel when I’m right next to you and You fill me right up to the top With butterflies and cotton tongue And it’s been getting late But I can’t end this song Because when it’s over you’ll GO And I don’t want you to But if I say then you’ll KNOW About the way that I feel You coursing through my veins You’ve caused me so much pain There must be something that I missed Way back when we started this I can’t even recall the middle All of the good times, none of these riddles And now you’re gone and I’m insane And drunk like it’ll change something But I’m fine I’m okay That’s a lie But I’ll say it anyway

about

A prologue, a preface, a prelude. This is what I have to write now I guess.

This EP came about on somewhat of a whimsy. But as the whimsy developed into a serious thought, I realized that it was just something that needed to be done.

Not because there is a lack of solo acoustic EP's in the world, being created by the thousands, even as you read this. I made this EP because I could. I made it to prove myself that I could write full songs, not just parts of songs, not just as an overseer, but as someone in the trenches, fighting the good fight to create something purely of themselves. I know there are mistakes, I know that they aren't perfect. But I did them, all by myself. I hope that that's enough.

I really hope you enjoy the songs, and if you don't, well that's okay too. You've gotta do what you gotta do.

Excelsior, Dear listener, and True Believers.

TOMBTHEMUSICIAN

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released August 21, 2012

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