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A Comprehensive Guide to Burning Out

by Madison Turner

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1.
Small Talk 02:56
I can't escape from this web the strings all create a mess stuck in a net what's the point of all of this, well anyways... all's left to wait for is death skip the small talk my fuse withers down we fly so high in the air straight through the clouds until we burn out I spend my days on the couch binge-watching re-runs of chopped corrosive skin sullies everything that's touched well, anyways... my head inflates til it pops skip the small talk my fuse withers down we fly so high in the air straight through the clouds until we burn out skip the small talk my heads in the clouds I'm such a burnout a fucking burnout and if I've learned just one thing it's that I've learned nothing at all nothing at all fucking burnout I'm fucking burnt out
2.
Sometimes 03:04
sometimes you don't write a song, no, the song just writes you you feel like you you've lost control, oh, it all just falls through gave it your best, your best's not good enough what else can you do? sometimes you can't throw back a shot, no, that shot just throws you can't run away from your problems, they're too big to chew and as the room spins around, you just fall back what else can you do? cause it's a big, big world and we all want to be the trend yeah, we all hope to be big winners but we're losers in the end and it's a slow, slow fall into vague obscurity who gives a shit let's forget it and let it be sometimes you won't leave the bed, no, that bed just leaves you can't afford to keep the lights on your debts just accrue you gotta be out by the fifteenth what else can you do? cause it's a big, big world and we all want to be the trend yeah, we all hope to be big winners but we're losers in the end and it's a slow, slow fall into vague obscurity who gives a shit let's forget it and let it be who gives a shit let's forget it and let it be and it's all so frightening when you find there's no silver lining there's nothing good about this place we all exist as a disgrace we don't amount to anything we're only the melodies we sing laws of this world I can't abide one last hurrah before we die cause it's a big, big world and we all want to be the trend yeah, we all hope to be big winners but we're losers in the end and it's a slow, slow fall into vague obscurity who gives a shit let's forget it and let it be cause it's a big, big world and we all want to be the trend yeah, we all pray to god to win but no one's listening, my friend and it's a slow, slow fall into vague obscurity who gives a shit let's forget it and let it be who gives a shit let's forget it and let it be who gives a shit let's forget it I'm born to be a nobody so let us burn in this unbridled apathy
3.
I didn't reach out to you on New Year's Eve and you told me you did the exact same thing well I just assumed that you had plans and you thought the same as me so you didn't ask, you didn't ask you had a low-key night didn't do nothing wild while I was sulking in bed because that's my style oh no, wish I'd just fade away well look out because I made the same plans for New Year's Day and I don't know why it's so hard to reach out to my friends and I don't know why I'm so scared to reach out to my friends and on the second you came and I talked and you listened my depression's been high but your rescue mission was just exactly what I needed and I want you to know that it meant everything everything to me
4.
not one to make a plan tight walls enclosing quarters as the captain in command scrambles to bellow orders hands on ears to halt the sound forsaken days covered with clouds and as the rain begins to pour our bodies drenched beneath the cusp left to wonder what this life is for drifting endless through the cold not an engine to forge power as the lies that we were sold break way for drab disaster like an anchor giving weight dragging downwards, no escape and underneath the crashing waves the ocean life is beautiful the last sight before the water takes waging war for the exhausted craving life but kept confined in this design our wild rage is a ship inside a bottle on a shelf collecting dust amidst the wreckage intricate beauty goes neglected
5.
hanging out on my new friend's couch in portland I haven't been here for long but I've met some awesome people and they've got this couch it's where I'm hanging out it's been a stressful stretch of time this past week or so and everything wears down before you know but this couch in this punk rock house feels like home right now yeah, this couch feels like fucking home right now cause every start eventually comes to an end and it's nice to put yourself out there and make new friends what did I ever do to deserve these good people in my life chuck the end in the recycle bin here's to new beginnings sold all of my belongings and moved across the country as we literally drove up north we figuratively fell down south that's a way for me to say that shit fell apart and the differences that grew were becoming too wide to hold onto the enormous gap between us too big to cross well that's it such is life guess it's time to give up well that's it fuck life I give up cause every start eventually comes to an end and it's nice to put yourself out there and make new friends (and make new friends) what did I ever do to deserve these good people in my life chuck the end in the recycle bin here's to new beginnings decided that it's time to make decisions deciphering the next few moves like a game of chess I sometimes make the moves too quickly I confess keep on moving forward with my head held high (with my head held high, with my head held high) where the wheel will stop we may not know for sure but if we keep on flying we're bound to soar yeah, if we keep on trying we're fucking bound to soar cause every start (cause every start e-) -ventually comes to an end and it's nice to put yourself out there and make new friends (and make new friends) what did I ever do to deserve these good people in my life chuck the end in the recycle bin here's to new beginnings here's to new beginnings here's to new beginnings beginnings, beginnings oh-woah oh-oh-oh-oh
6.
do you ever feel like a failure? like you can only do wrong when it seems like every move you make is an immense mistake and you've been damned all along well, do you feel like you're nothing? like everything's a mighty lie wishing for anything to operate for operation's sake but you know it won't so why try? maybe we've got some things in common maybe it means nothing at all (means nothing at all) at least I guess I feel something well, do you ever feel like a has-been? or maybe like a never-was a never-will-be and it's all for naught the war's already fought and it's been lost before the start well, do you feel like a fuck up? like the one problem is you careening frantically to the abyss the feeling's reasonless but that makes it no less true maybe we've got some things in common maybe it means nothing at all (means nothing at all) at least I guess I feel something maybe it means nothing at all (means nothing at all) maybe we've got some things in common well, do you ever feel like a failure? well, do you ever feel like a failure?
7.
give me an "I" I still won't see the future pour me some "T" and put me right to sleep cause no matter how hard you try you still can't save me no, no matter how hard you try I still lay dead give me an "F" call me a failure give me a "U" I'll send you straight to hell cause if there's one thing I won't try it's a bit of betterment cause when it comes to my own life I'm real fucked and when you've come out on top with your immaculate-laid plans well, I'll call you as I rot from the wasteland and when you've gone on to better things while I lay awake in bed well, I'll check your record out from the wasteland give me some "ZZZ's" I'll dream that I'm the greatest shake me awake shatter that fantasy cause if there's two things I keep trying they're pain and nostalgia yeah, and the one thing on my mind is "what's next in the queue?" and when you've come out on top with your immaculate-laid plans well, I'll call you as I rot from the wasteland and when you've gone on to better things while I lay awake in bed well, I'll check your record out from the wasteland give me a rest I'll stretch it out forever give me the beat and put me right to sleep when you've come out on top with your immaculate-laid plans well, I'll call you as I rot from the wasteland and when you've gone on to better things while I lay awake in bed well, I'll check your record out from the wasteland and when you've gone and hit the big-time and forgotten we were friends (forgotten we were friends) well, I'll brag to whoever'll listen from the wasteland and when you've gone on to bigger, better things and I'm still kickin' it in bed well, please send your condolences to the wasteland
8.
No 03:42
can't go out without warning like a gross overture when we open our eyes to what goes on around us nothing is more gross than the truth and it floods like a river if this were water no thirst goes unquenched it's just like a disease bitten up just like fleas and they keep circling back 'round again and I say hey, what's going on here? clenching keys just in case like a brass-knuckle brace to stay safe come on now, hey, what's going on here? guard is down in the scene our language is their key silver tongues can't speak after we cut them out but the veneer's wearing thin and true colors emerge unveils the difference from deference and filth like the scourge that they are living scum with a vicious excuse that discount disguise can't hide your fucked up abuse and we say NO! you're not welcome around here no more that's the end of your tenure don't care who your friends are that ain't what we're here for so that's it pack your things and get gone to wish damnation upon you would be an insult to hell and hell, that says it all and we don't care about your statement or your fans who insist he's so nice, and they're such a great band like that means one damn thing after the dreadful sting at the hands of a sickening man can't you see that you're not entitled to anybody else's body so get the fuck out yeah, we'll show you to the door
9.
can we fight our own misunderstandings? can we see through the fog and find a place to make a gentle landing the pain that has built up is stacked so tall it touches the moon can we create dance steps to go along to a brand new tune and we struggle, we struggle, we struggle each and every day to circum-, to circum-, to circumnavigate the sway and I'm burnt out, I'm burnt out, I'm burnt out what else can I say? please just tell me, just tell me, just tell me it will all be okay that we'll all be okay walking through the rains of Richmond feeling like I might have found a place where I can belong soaking hair and shoes that squish with every single step a grocery bag holding hope for tomorrow is tied so it won't get wet and we struggle, we struggle, we struggle each and every day to circum-, to circum-, to circumnavigate the sway and I'm burnt out, I'm burnt out, I'm burnt out what else can I say? please just tell me, just tell me, just tell me it will all be okay that we'll all be okay that we'll all be okay and that you deserve love and that I deserve love and that we deserve love and that our friends deserve love and that you deserve love and that I deserve love and that we deserve love and that the world deserves love and that you deserve love and that I deserve love and that we deserve love and that our friends deserve love and that you deserve love and that I deserve love and that we deserve love and that the world
10.
I've never been much for a party but I thought coming 'round might do me some good but I was wrong and now I'm hanging out in plain sight on the couch alone in the crowd but you notice and you make your way to me and ask me "are you okay?" and I say "yeah, I'm okay" what else can I say, something like "no I'm not okay" if I'm being honest I've got one last final play I'm gonna pet your dog and then I'm going home I'm gonna hug your dog and then I'm going home I'm gonna give your dog a big ol' smooch and tell them they're so good (so good) and then after I pet your dog I'm going home

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released January 12, 2018

Madison Turner - Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Tyler Bisson - Electric Bass, Additional Vocals, Additional Guitar, Lap Steel, Mandolin, Keyboard
Elwood Bond - Drums
George Geanuracos - Fiddle
Susie Petty - Upright Bass
Jeremy Andrew Hunter - Trombone, Keyboard
Chelsea Maida - Additional Vocals

Many of the instrument parts were collaborated on or written fully by those who performed them.

All songs & lyrics by Madison Turner.

Album Artwork by Kirsten Clauser.
Photograph on Front Cover by Jake Cunningham.

Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Tyler Bisson
at Audio Geography Studios in Tallahassee, Florida

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