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by Autopsy Turvy

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there are things you won't believe and they're probably about me. i was happy as a kid but being an adult is so hard, 'cause when we turn 21 we stop getting birthday cards. and i'm afraid to think too far ahead, like when will i move out of my house? like the time we all stole bikes and raced to the edge of town, there are things i should be over by now. i'm still trying to figure out how what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, well that's a fucking lie. 'cause i can see how much you hate me when you won't look me in the eyes. and i'm sorry i'm conceded, i'm so wrapped up in myself. all the things i won't tell my mother, and i refuse to ask for help. i should be fucking dead by now. i'm still trying to figure out how... with all the space between my blankets, and all the holes in my head. all the mornings that i wake up and decide i can't get out of bed. you'll call me at 2 in the morning, just to say goodnight and that maybe if we go back to bed we'll wake up alright.
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in the woods behind the tennis courts following asteroids and parking lots downstream, pack of cigarettes that's all i need. and i claim that i'm too lonely, but i just want to be alone. 'cause having a heart doesn't mean you have a home. and the stain you left is still on the floor, and the hole you punched is still in the door. 'cause i don't see you much anymore, and it's probably better off that way. my mother's always worried, she asks me how i'm doing everyday. i say same as yesterday. i'm not feeling any better, so i'll blame it on shitty weather, even though i haven't seen the sun in three days or so. and the stain you left is still on the floor, and the hole you punched is still in the door. 'cause i don't see you much anymore, and it's probably better off that way. i've been thinking about all the times i stayed in bed all day while my friends were out having fun. it's kinda like the time you told me i should be more confident, but whatever, who cares anyway.and the stain you left is still on the floor, and the hole you punched is still in the door. 'cause i don't see you much anymore, and it's definitely better off that way.
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This album was recorded in late Spring of 2015, Year of Our Lord. We hope you enjoy it.

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released October 13, 2015

Autopsy Turvy is

Dev - Vocals, Guitar
Em - Vocals, Bass, Guitar
Aaron - Guitar
Zachary - Trumpet
Jackie - Melodica
Jordan - Drums

Gang Vocals - Autopsy Turvy, Eliza, Dylan

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