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by Suicide Seven

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1.
Hung around for awhile in empty boxes and steel barrels with fire sprouting from them. Scrached my face on the cold, cold, cold cement, searching for my favorite accident. Spent some time at the borderline helping my friends. Helping my friends that keep me from talking to you directly. I wished upon a star that I might try and be myself more, because we all know it’s harder than anything at all. And if you find yourself asking questions like “who have I impressed today”? You may find that the soft spots in your head, have all but just gone away. Feeding the birds as the day moves so slowly. Night falls and I’m sharing a bed with the cockroaches, because they don’t mind the intrusion and we’re all cold in the winter season. We all stink up the same ground.
2.
Placid Acid 02:06
– Oh I’m scared I’ll never see him again. Never going to see my God again in the morning light because it’s “everything seems to be alright”. Empty shoebox under the Christmas tree got you questioning what you believe in. Oh I’m scared I’ll never see him again. Never going to see my God again. In a mosquitoes nest I gave it my all I gave it my best shot. White rain on my fingertips, on my fingertips just formulating. In the vain, in the vain, in the vain boy, can’t you see I’m on pins and needles? Knocking at my door, who could it be? I think they’re coming to take me away. Knocking at my door, who could it be? They’re coming, coming for me!
3.
Get off of my coffin, Get off of my coffin, stop rattling my cage. Get off of my coffin, Get off of my coffin, stop rattling my cage. Sticks and stones are common, sticks and stones are common, they’re trying to break my bones, but I can see it coming. I know it’s aweful strange and you wouldn’t understand the way I play my song and throw it down the drain. How long are you thinking, thinking that you can keep stepping on my grave, how long are you thinking, thinking that you can keep stepping on my grave, how long are you thinking, thinking that you can keep stepping on my grave and win! I am in tune, I am in tune and it is not ok.
4.
– I’m on the road of preoccupation. I made my home in a blue van. I tell my kids to do what they can. I let it snow me at the drop of a hat. I read inbetween the lines of my fate. I read into my daily news. I sympathize when you get the blues. I preheat my bed at night. This time I’m going to get it right. I turn my head at evaluation. I snicker at yesterday. I wear a shirt that says “I’m ok”. Excercising on a daily basis. I eat out like a common thing. I turned my back on the fashion queen. She made me think if you know what I mean. I play off my nervous breakdowns. This time I’m going to get it right. I love you but I love you too! I’m faithfull like a broken dream. If I could only remember your name I could juggle this thing for days. I wake up in the dead of the night. I got dreams that keep me out of bed. They leave a bad taste in my mouth, I can’t take this anymore. This time I’m going to get it right.
5.
Flash 03:26
– If I could be anything but a flash in the pan, then I would be a better man. But I am, you know it as truth, who I am. Who I am, a flash in the pan. But for a minute you’d feel my disease, I’d make you smile, I’d make you smile with relation. If I could be anything but beat up and shit on, then I would be a flash in the pan. Because then I would be out of your reach, you’d find someone else to take it out on, you’d leave me alone. But for a minute you’d feel my disease, I’d make you smile, I’d make you smile with relation. If I could be anything but who I am, then I would be you and you’d be me. You’d always be down there just thinking alone, and I would be free. I would be free to turn away. But for a minute you’d feel my disease, I’d make you smile, I’d make you smile with relation.
6.
Alaska 03:39
Instrumental.
7.
Welt 04:09
Microscopic lies hide from naked eyes. I feel let down. Crying on my sleeve. A brilliant faker brought me to my knees spinning in perpetual motion. Never finding Bakers St. It occurred to me how absurd I have become my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my broken elevator doesn’t rise to the top. Unfortunate, blind, better than you have become. It’s all in my letter like a tires broken dream. At once I see error so it, so it seems. Take care of my house. Fairs fair in the summer time. Ugly girls always get their share. It occurred to me how absurd I have become my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, help me quit, help me quit, help me let you down, packed up all my bags and I’m leaving town. I’m a free man, I’m a free man, I’m a free man, I’m a free man, I’m a free man, I’m a free man empty. The hope is gone. He sees it go. Finds himself a lonely place and lays down in the sand. Good intentions? Know longer care, doesn’t know if he’ll make it back, make it back again. It occurred to me how absurd I have become my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my oh my sister where have you gone, and will you ever be coming home.
8.
Got your black lines to realize I’m outside the bucket. And if I find you winking, I’m sure to be above it. Sometimes in my deepest sleep I call out your name. But shy and too ugly are sealing my fate. Got my two friends supporting unstable walls. And an angel above me, counting the appologies. Sometimes in my deepest sleep I call out your name. But shy and too ugly are sealing my fate. Got an angel, an Angel. Got an Angel, an Angel. Sometimes in my deepest sleep I call out your name. But shy and too ugly are sealing my fate.

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This Album was recorded at Moonra Studios in Pensacola Florida. It was originally released in tape form as a 5 song ep, although there were 3 hidden tracks on the release. This was the first album Kameko Jennings released under the moniker Suicide Seven.

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released June 1, 1998

Drums – Scott Plumley
Bass – John Jinks
Words/Vocals/Guitars – Kameko Jennings

All Music © 1998 Kameko Jennings, All Rights Reserved.

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Suicide Seven is the solo music project of one, Kam Jennings. He has been making records since 1998 under that moniker and his music is a mix of lo-fi, acoustic, grunge, and garage rock.

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