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Buddro

by Gamenight

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antjesseharris the lyrics and vibes are just perfect and this band's evolution is are very unique one :) Favorite track: Ghost.
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1.
SW 03:09
So I’m heading out unless you know that you won’t sleep until we talk about what we’ve avoided, even though we’re vulnerable. No, I don’t think I’ve changed at all. I’ve never understood someone wanting to change the person they claim that they have fallen for. You’re coming up with things you feel like I’ve done. You’re coming up with things to feel like you’ve won. Oh, the way you leave makes me want more. You’re in my head but out the door. I’m trying to be open, leaves me feeling vulnerable.
2.
I Wonder 04:12
I wonder if you’ll need me. I keep telling myself you will. You seem to be through, but I’m holding out hope still. I wonder if you’ll leave. I keep telling myself you won’t. See, I’m trying to stop trying ‘cause I’m losing my mind alone. Close my eyes and relive good times that left your head. Take it slow, take it slow. I’m about to lose control; you’ll never know. Once again I’ll sleep it off, the dreams I’ve fought are becoming a part of me. I wonder if you’ll see that I’ve given everything I am. I know you don’t want to, and I’ll never really understand.
3.
Muddled Man 03:43
You already know what you’re expecting. I am the floor, and you are the ceiling. Toss your clothes; I swear I’m not looking. You are proud; I’m a muddled man. Stepping on toes, but you keep stepping. I am the prose, and you are the ink pen. How does it go? Yeah, you know the ending. So stir me up; I’m a muddled man. I’m a muddled man. Can we just stop pretending we are on the same page? No, we’re not, we’re not, we’re not. I’m a muddled man.
4.
Heart Attack 04:49
You walk up, look down and check your map. You think this is the place, the place you read about. You’ve got your camera, tourist photographer sightseeing like a submarine at war. You meet a man who says he knows the city well, seemingly doesn’t work but knows of a place where the locals drink. Pace yourself you’ve gotta slow down. You’ll run right out of your shoes, your feet slapping the ground. Brace yourself you’re gonna fall down. Tell yourself you can dance, you can sing, can do anything. Morning makes detectives of us all. Look out the window and make a couple calls. Everything’s flying by. Your head’s pounding, and you think back. A cup of coffee might give you a heart attack. Every person here looks like an old machine. You can’t detect a pulse, a pulse from anything. You can’t, no you can’t just flip a switch and... You can’t, no you can’t just flip a switch and see things a different way. Weary hands on your head, check the reflection. Bloodshot eyes half dead, obsessed with affection. Pace yourself you’ve gotta slow down. You’ll run right out of your shoes, your feet slapping the ground. Brace yourself you’re gonna fall down. Tell yourself it’s your game. You can be or do anything.
5.
Ghost 03:51
Hit the gas, hit the gas, hit the stereo. Clear my head, clear my head on the way home. I’m a tired a ghost, I’m a tired ghost. Haunting don’t help me no more. Tell me I’m, tell me I’m on the right track. I can tell you can tell that I need that. I’m a lonely ghost, so alone I’ll go and laugh to myself, I suppose.
6.
My Own Prism 03:49
I know it’s not nice, but I’ve got to stop you before anymore seconds tick off. You know what you’re trying to do: make time expansive. We all try but get behind every time, daybreak dancing all night. If I could show you what I’m thinking, I’m sure you’d be mesmerized, but I can’t draw a single straight line. A minute turns to years in seconds’ time the second I stop to take a breather. I wish we could all expect an A+ effort. No one can, so why do we demand all or nothing? I just want something sometimes. If I could show you what I’m thinking, I’m sure you’d be mesmerized, but I can’t draw a single straight line. A minute turns to years in seconds’ time, dissecting time.
7.
Get Up 03:26
I always thought I could see my future; I knew I’d know what to do. I romanticized every detail. I was a kid who thought he flew, but I never wanted to be a firefighter or an astronaut. I wanted something in between groundbreaking and just making it. I don’t know (still waiting). I tell myself, “You gotta get up (and stop waiting), and climb back into the ring.” I met you out. Yeah, you were glowing; I was mesmerized. So I straight gave it my best shot, and you responded. I saw you almost every night. I thought that I wanted to be your sitcom husband who always knows what to do and makes you laugh and roll your eyes, but you got restless. Said, “there ain’t no me and you anymore” (still waiting). I tell myself, “You gotta get up (and stop waiting).” Convince myself I’m better off. I’ve changed my mind a hundred times (repeating), but I swear if you call now, I’ll let it ring. I don’t know (still waiting). I tell myself, “I’m not giving up (stop waiting).” Convince myself I’m better off. I’ve changed my mind a hundred times (repeating), but I swear if you call now, I’ll let it ring.
8.
Call, call me up, and let me know you got home. My home feels so alone. If I could just remember what I said last night. I’m in a fog trying to figure you out, adding it all up just to break it back down. Oh, what are you talking about? Called my bluff when I muttered that I’ve had enough. We were wobbling. If I could just remember what you said to me. I’m in a fog trying to figure you out, adding it all up just to break it back down. You come close right before you pull back. I don’t just want to be your midnight snack. Oh, what am I talking about? Come in close, I’m exposed. I guess we both just know that’s how it goes. I can’t run, so I’ll be blunt. I’m not the one you want. Did I say too much? Maybe I said too much. Did I say too much, or not enough? I think I said too much. Maybe I said too much. I think I said too much, didn’t say enough. You know I’m in a fog trying to figure you out, adding it all up just to break it back down. You come close right before you pull back. I don’t just want to be your midnight snack. Oh, what are you?
9.
Take My Time 04:19
Oh yeah, take a picture. You’re down for adventure. Oh yeah, it’s the most fun ever. You’ve got that look like you’re followed by a good time. When you wake up, you’re an actor. You’re your publicist; your director. Oh yeah, we all do upkeep on what we’re selling, makes us feel better. Perfect night, I don’t mind to wait in line, I’m out. Second guess what you say, the way you dress, fuck doubt. Silver screen don’t spoil me. I’ll take my time; I just want to catch your eye. The colors are faded when it’s this bright out. Got used to the pictures you dreamt about. You’re here to feel something and not left out. Memories are made right now. Aside, push it. Collide. Looking for a way to be how you want to be perceived. Organize it piece by piece, it’s your story.
10.
Darren Tango 05:44
When he gave up, he said he’d sell all his guitars and everything he can’t fit in his car. He told his parents. They gave him money for the move. So he went west, his chest pitch black and blue. She was fed up waiting for him to take a knee. She started noticing the little things. Her mind was racing. “What’s wrong with him? What’s wrong with me?” So she walked out, mascara on her cheeks. Run down, doesn’t matter which town. Chasing something I haven’t found, I thought I’d be there now. Something made me think I was something, but maybe it’s not my calling. I am what I am now. In the middle of the city, he looks around and feels the same things. He thought a change of scenery was all he’d need. She walks around town deep-thinking, how long it takes to heal anything. The mind, it’s an animal, an endless hole, afraid to be alone, a sponge to what we’re told. It’s all you know.
11.
Telecopter 04:35
We’ve always been discovering, can’t sit still while the earth is spinning. Is there something more somewhere else? So, take a breath and come on; we’re waiting. All the times you think you’re bored, you’re boring. I’m lazy too, everyone’s a little bit. Close the hatchback. You see, I’ve been recovering. We all are from something. I’d rather just stay home and fold clothes than close the bar down. I swear I’ll open up in the morning when I get going, though I feel stuck. Forget I’m feeling good till I don’t. So close the hatchback, got my snacks and cigarettes. When I get there, I’ll let you know. Feel the wind blow into every window. On my way back, I’ll let you know. You can go anywhere, drive until I feel the cooler air. When the light slowly dims, my eyelids play a film I’m in.
12.
Nothing illustrates time like driving between the lines. I look off to the side and see the grass and trees and everything going by. Looking back I still remember when I’d think about where I’d be, but then twenty years flew by; it felt like ten. And now I’m sitting here remembering. Nothing can stop me in my tracks like rewinding video tapes back. Perspective switches just like that, and now I’m watching myself interact. See it from a slanted view. I don’t know how I impacted you. So we color everything in different hues; to me it’s the truth. Don’t look back. I ran ahead, I ran. I looked back and then ahead again. I’m freaking out. I can’t stop remembering, balancing now with back then. I’m freaking out. I’ll write down how I feel to see if I can feel it again.

credits

released August 24, 2018

GAMENIGHT
Knoxville, TN

Joshua Manis . guitar and vocals
Robby Kerr . guitar
Matthew Presley . bass
Brandon Manis . drums

Recorded and mixed by Joshua Manis at Treehouse Studio in Knoxville, TN, from 2016 to 2018
Mastered by Dave Downham at The Gradwell House in Haddon Heights, NJ
Pedal Steel on “Heart Attack” by Jonathan Keeney
Additional vocals on SW by Brandon Manis
All other instruments by Joshua Manis
Music written by Gamenight
Lyrics written by Joshua Manis
Photos, artwork, and layout by Brandon Langley, Mistakist Productions

Thanks
Blake Cass for the advice, help, and microphones, our amazing families and friends, the Meob boys, Dave Downham and Matt Weber at Gradwell, Brandon Langley and Mistakist Productions, Jason Boardman and Pilot Light, and all the people who still come see us play or support us in any way after all these years. Thank you. We love you all.

Dedicated to George, Milo, and Raja.

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