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100 Poses

by K.C.U.F.

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1.
Slow Down 03:54
The only light that I can see is from my second monitor The only things that I can taste are plastic wrapped thermometers The snow is on the ground the air is getting pretty cold I’m just another twenty-something who’s afraid of getting old I packed the car and headed out in search of inspiration My GPS won’t help ‘cuz I don’t know my destination I just keep taking left turns, falling short of expectations Try to see myself succeeding but I’m out of imagination You’re gonna crash this car if you keep looking back Trying to read the signs you already passed So keep your eyes on the road and your feet on the floor And try not to drive so god damn fast I’m waiting on a cavalry that might not ever come I took a walk to clear my head it turned into a run Now I’m sitting on the sidewalk out of breath and out of patience Kicking rocks and wishing for some kind of permanent vacation
2.
I climbed a dozen mountains, I tried to read your books But the words didn’t mean that much to me so I gave up and threw em out I’m staring down at my feet, trying hard to keep it discreet Try to follow along but I keep losing the beat Now I’m here at the end of the line, don’t believe me if I tell you I’m doing just fine Now I’m staring down the end of a barrel that no one ever taught me how how to handle Let’s just call it a loss, it sure ain’t victory I tried a hundred poses, I watched your foreign films But the words didn’t mean anything to me so I gave up and headed out I’m giving up on this dream of ever feeling complete Thought I had a new idea, it’s just a repeat
3.
I’m tired of always feeling like I’m falling off a bridge I’m trying every tool, but there’s no way I can fix this I’m lying to myself, and I’m lying to my friends and I’m lying face down in the dirt, I can’t get up again And I’m crawling out of my skin, again Just counting all my sins, again I will never be satisfied with this, These lies I thought I left behind, Come slowly creeping, crawling, comfortably Making a ladder of my spine Maybe I should scatter my brains so the outside looks just like the inside Maybe it’s just a paper plane crumpled up and thrown away. The wings never worked quite right.
4.
PFB 04:08
I think I need more tonic and a little less dominance Nobody’s supposed to drink this much gin on their own I’m boxed in by these Western rules, force fed on a silver spoon There’s nothing that says I have to follow them but me I’m a kid hiding in a clothing rack Just trying to hide these panic attacks Do I sound ironic yet? Or did I get off topic again? Don’t look closely or I might cease to exist I just can’t seem to get a grip on this self-pity power trip I’m just listening to sad songs on repeat I’m a kid hiding in a clothing rack Just trying to hide these panic attacks Running through the store trying to find my own way out But all the escalators only go down I wanna be too many things, the good, the bad, the in between
5.
When you wear rose colored glasses every red flag’s white You know the dog has teeth but you swear it’ll never bite Get the slip but you let it slide, ‘cuz he said it’s different this time Low lifes and a cheating wife, stabbed in the back so you twist the knife And I don’t know how to make sense of it all Yeah I don’t know how to make sense of it all Riding rails going up and down but you’re not a fiend Laugh it off and pretend the junkie just loves caffeine Crossed up in a crosswalk you never saw the light turn green The girl inside’s jumping up and down as you cry relief And I don’t know how to make sense of it all No matter how slow you repeat yourself to me
6.
They say drop your shoulders, unclench your jaw You’ve held this tension for way too long I’ve ground my teeth since seventeen Sometimes they crack sometimes they bleed I’ve never been good at hiding even when I was a child What you see is what you get and what you get isn’t much It used to suffice now it’s never enough I wear my heart on my sleeve and my thoughts on my face If the eyes are really windows into the soul Then I should’ve drawn the curtains a long time ago
7.
Rock Bottom 03:28
We’re both looking up at the same night sky We watch the same movies and we both get high I can see you from my window rocking back and forth On the concrete community center porch Talking to someone who left hours ago Laughing at jokes that I’ll never know But if you make it through the night to greet the day You can find a new place for your head to lay While I bitch and moan and stare at a wall Like a dog in a cage in a store at the mall I’ve been lost, misplaced, thrown out and forgotten I’ve fallen so far I can see rock bottom You and I’ve got way too many problems Guess I’ll see you when we hit rock bottom Stuck inside the attic of a bar downtown Isolated from the outside crowd The people on the street are talking back and forth About the woman they see sleeping on the porch
8.
I always think before I speak, but then I speak anyway Vindictive syllables that always find their own way To the ears of some ungrateful prick, or some friend I’ve had for years Can’t tell if it’s a cruel defense, or if I enjoy the tears All these lies about myself, so I can never lose All these lies ‘till I can’t tell the cheers, from the boo’s Black and white is easy, but seeing color’s something else I don’t buy bullshit from anybody, like I buy it from myself So ease me into evidence ‘Cause I’m my biggest sycophant This broken glass is staring back, everywhere I go So dress me up real pretty, and cut me up nice and slow *Whistles* So cut the deck in half, and mix the lies with the truth Shuffle it, and shuffle it, till you don’t recognize you Black and white is easy, but seeing color’s something else I don’t buy bullshit from anybody, like I buy it from myself
9.
Rest Ashore 02:54
Sign me up for something, whatever you got ‘Cuz anything is better than staying here to rot I got kids I don’t know, and debt collectors at my door These rocks are too sharp and this sand is too coarse Now I’m wasting away with my boots stuck in this place I trade my soul so I, I could get away Here I am, here I am in the eye of the storm Feels a lot like losing is the new norm Here I am, here I am in the belly of the beast I’ve been starving for days, but I got nothing to eat I’m cuttin’ off my fingers just to plug all these leaks I’ve been out here for days, but I’ve been drowning for weeks The crew is confused they all swam back to shore The captain went with ‘em but I’m sticking ‘round for more I think there’s some rum in the hold, maybe I’ll have a sip ‘Cuz there’s no sense being sober going down on someone else’s ship Here I am, here I am in the eye of the storm Feels a lot like losing is the new norm So pull me out, pull me out then throw me back in With that high tide current tellin me I’ll never win
10.
Philomena 03:00
The Angel of Mercy lays executed on the floor of her pharmacy While Top Gun rides the Yellow Brick Road, singing all the way Blood and pills spilled out on the floor, hopes and dreams left tattered and torn She was wrongly accused of intelligence, in the end it made no difference Catholic casualties mean nothing when you’re volunteer of the year A Loyalist hero, Republican demon Stevie McKeag of Company C Sectarian lines took civilian lives that Philomena was trying to save She was just a girl of 26 serving the old and tired and sick A city and a country torn in half, there’s murder in the streets of Belfast The UDA and IRA were killing kids in the light of day
11.
Suffocated 03:40
I feel suffocated, like I can barely breathe I feel so complacent, like I don’t wanna leave I feel so frustrated but I can’t go that far I’m incarcerated behind these pinewood bars The strongest bonds I’ve ever had to break were the ones that I was happiest to make I’m stuck inside the comfiest cells, it’s the one that I made for myself

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released August 11, 2023

Recorded February 2022 at Chillhouse Studios
Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Will Holland
Produced by K.C.U.F., Jameson Savage, and Will Holland
All Songs Written by K.C.U.F.

K.C.U.F. is:
Mike Barone - Guitar and Backing Vocals
Ken Bousquet - Drums and Vocals
Chris Jackson - Guitars, Vocals, and Keys
Aria Rad - Bass and Backing Vocals
Jameson Savage - TIM

Album Artwork by Tyler Chaffee

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