Some Of Us

by Couple Hundo

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released January 2, 2017

Written and preformed by Couple Hundo in 2016. Recorded and mastered at The Mollusk Studio in Ridgewood, Queens, NY.

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Couple Hundo Brooklyn, New York

work bad. band good.

Shelby - Drums, Vibes Director
Cary - Guitar, Chief Naming Officer
Tom - Guitar/Vocals, Chief Financial Officer
Mitch - Bass/Vocals, Digital Director

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Track Name: Dead Role Models
selflessly getting what i wanted,
all arms screaming "i'd rather be dead"
to the sky

so shoot another bent look from your eyes
trying to find hope and inspiration in the future
but those dead role models are all i've got right now

always concerned with all our money
our bank accounts aren't coming with us where we're going
but neither are our debts
neither are our failures

driving too fast down nassau avenue
it could all end in an instant
pretending we're invincible until we get too close
but those dead role models are all i've got right now

i can't trust myself
i didn't mean it when i said so but now i mean it
i didn't mean it when i said so
but now we mean every fucking thing we do
Track Name: C.H.F.U.
i can't stand in line. i don't have that kind of time.
i can't be where i want to, so cheers to a day that we got through.
they said it'd be different when i signed up
but now i'm paid to keep my mouth shut.

we won't let you steal our fucking dreams
i can't see through the fog built on the screen
we won't let you steal our fucking dreams

this train's a corpse's bed, a coffin decorated well before we're dead.
if i make it out alive, was the point to survive?

we won't let you steal our fucking dreams
i can't see through the fog built on the screen
we won't let you steal our fucking dreams
so couple hundo fuck you

i can't be where i want to. you can't, you can't.
i can't be where i want to be.
couple hundo fuck you.
Track Name: The Dollar Tree
sometimes in the summer
i miss ducking into 99 cent stores with you
'cause if the warm months never fade
we would never have our inside jokes
then what the fuck would we talk about?

i've got my balance on this credit card:
a reminder to never trust myself ever again
another day does by
another week goes by

sometimes in the winter
i look out at greenpoint's landscape
and i wonder, "what the hell am I doing here?
what the hell are you doing here?
why the fuck are any of us here?"
Track Name: Those Anarcho Punks Are Capitalists
drunk on past dreams
forgotten during sober alarm clocks
funeral processions for life goals
toasts to missed calls

I'll never forget them
I'll never forget the look on your face
I'll never forget that thing you told me

screaming you'll never walk alone
forget that some of us have work in the morning
we felt in control
but we were all just faking it
I couldn't imagine the toll
trying but you never felt you were making it
screaming you'll never walk alone

I'll never forget them
I'll never forget that look on your face
I'll never forget that thing you told me
"some of us have work in the morning!"
"some of us have work in the morning!"
"some of us have work in the morning!"
Track Name: Say Your Shitty Prayers
can't you hear me? I'm screaming
can't you hear me? I'm pounding
say your shitty prayers tonight
sometimes I think this city's too big
but there's no home to go back to any more
so we drink until we drown, pretending we're still twenty
sometimes I think this city's too small
'cause we just want to disappear
so we play adult
but I don't wanna do it again

don't pretend, clasped hands
pain that we all forget

don't pretend, clasped hands
say your shitty prayers tonight

no one is waiting at home
no one is waiting at home
no one is waiting at home
hoping we don't die alone