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So these are my feelings of college summed up into one song.
I had this song fully written before the theme of the album was made.
The last year of Art school I was going through before I decide to take
a "break" made me realize that my environment was completely draining me.
I was addicted to coffee and my sleep schedule was none existent and
work had taken over my life and I was miserable and I didn't even
realize it. I was depressing to be around and losing my mind, almost
literally. I felt insane. Of course not all of this is wrapped up here
in this song, I feel like this song belongs in another album Idea I have,
which is actually what I thought I was going to be working on until the
2016 election was happening and I realized people were taking the orange
ball of rage seriously? I realized I had a voice and a duty to use it.
More on this in "punk nation." Also the lines "escape from this city" I
was having so much trouble trying to fill in that line and Patrick, my
drummer (Who played with me live and through out the last 2 years of my
life) was conviced it sounded like a song from Sonic Adventure 2 Battle.
No joke. He thought it was "Escape from the city" and so I threw it in
there because it flowed quite well to me. Turns out it had more meaning
than I realized at the time as I needed to get out of my current
environment and let myself go and be free. I guess I ended up escaping
from the city after all.

lyrics

The lines on the floor
I care about more,
than the lines on the screen
in front of me

four hours left, two thousand words
What's it to me?

Maybe I should sleep...
What's a letter mean to me...
I'm addicted to the bean how many shots?

There's no night or day, only this page,
It's as blank as my mind.
I must, I must escape, away, away from this city...

Maybe I should sleep...
What's a letter mean to me...
I'm addicted to the bean how many shots?

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from Not Dead .​.​.​Yet, released October 13, 2017

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