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Recorded and Mixed May 28th - October 16th 2016
by Jeff Barrow @ Barowtone Studios in Philadelphia, Pa.
jeffbarow@gmail.com

Mastered by: Bill Henderson
www.azimuthmastering.com

Written between 2012-2016

All Music written by Steve Mitchum
except:
Half Empty/Half Full and Hipster Nation - Nick Franco wrote those.
He also played Bass and Both Guitars on them.
...as well as 2nd Guitar on:
...Again/Bad Times and P.M.R.

Alex Mitchum plays 2nd Guitar on:
Shore Break and Hollows

Bass and Both Guitars on all other songs performed by
Steve Mitchum

All Percussion by Vince Mitchum

All Lyrics Written and Vocals performed by Steve Mitchum.

Larry does guest vocals on P.M.R.
Seamus does guest vocals on ...Again

Gang Vocals by: Steve, Alex, TJ, Seamus, Don, Lou, J-Lowe

Artwork by:
Tessy Mitchum (Brennan)
Instagram: @tessymitchum

Vinyl out via Snot Rocket Records early 2017

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released October 21, 2016

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Hardcore band from Cape May , NJ.
Est. 2010

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Track Name: Kick It!
Whats wrong with Mitch?
Are y'all to blind to see?
Fuck work and fuck life man
i'm goin to the beach.
All i fuckin want is a smile on my face.
Some sun and waves.
Bikinis, babes.
Dont Bother me cause i'm just tryin to
Kick it!
Track Name: Shore Break
Chasing Pizza and Fries
With Franks and Heinz
then get on my beach cruiser
it makes me feel alive
cant concentrate
gotta get my head straight
my life's been twisting, tumbling.
caught in the...
Never a day late or a dollar short
skatin around town in my tank and my shorts
cant concentrate
gotta get my head straight
my life's been twistin and tumblin
like im caught in the shore break
Track Name: Peacin' Out
Running in circles and beating dead horses added up.
Talkin bout dreams and aspirations and some day
but some day never comes.

this constant rotation of stagnant conversation
rots my insides and i'm boiling up
thoughts lose control. there's no escape from reality
when life comes crashing down

I'm droppin out, jumpin ship quick.
dont give a fuck if you can't swim.
and if you're drownin man.
don't get so fuckin salty when i'm sittin back and laughin.
Track Name: Hollows
Don't need you to tell me all that i am
all of you hollow words will never validate shit
time after time come back to fuck with my head
take and take, it's my mistake to even let this happen

Woah
took a good long while to shift the the shit through that smile
Woah
Forever a bad impression, at least i finally learned my lesson

It is what it is, Until it isn't
won't ever get wrapped up in that same situation
somehow found some self respect in all of this mess
it only made it easier to get you out of my head

don't want you to tell me all that i am
all of your hollow words say that i'm a piece of shit
time after time come back to fuck with my head
better watch your step this time, im through with you
this is where it ends

life goes on a lesson learned
you're great at burning bridges
i made sure the tables turned
once your words were contradicting
i'll stand my ground for myself
move along forget my name
won't even piss on the ashes
i'll make sure nothing remans
Track Name: B.T.C.
While you were screaming for the change
You wana see in the world
I was breaking these chains
That were binding my hands and my FEET
Actions are what speak to me
Look inside and be the change.
Masters of our own realities

Im scratching, I’m clawing
Im fighin’ still tryna figure out
How it’s all suppose to make sense
So I (continue to) SEEK
Nothing worth havin comes easy
Wont be a product of the same.
Be the change. Break the chains.

I’m to hard on myself.
Can’t always make a difference
But the world’s too fucked and
Constantly needs fixin.
Getin wrapped up in the days in and daze out livin.
Forget to focus on what’s really goin on.

(We’re)
All on same the route tryna figure it out
Been good and lost for a long time but not down for the count
Because.
We see through the deceiving
Searching through lies for some meaning
and coming up short. IT'S FUCKED

Been fucked from the start
doesn't mean i'm giving up

I’m scratching, I’m clawin, im fighting
Still tryna figure it out so I keep seeking.
Track Name: Half Empty/Half Full
I am brining me down kid. Being negative.
At the end of the day I see through how they say it is.
A glass half empty. A glass half full.
Just gotta be realistic and try to keep my groove.

But DOWN fucking down is where we’re headed
And our options are running out.
People waste their lives, one track minds we’ll never get it right.
It’s crumbling fast. When is this all going to end?

…this is the way that I see it.
I only get one chance to breathe so I’m gonna get up, get out and get it.
Fuck the demons in my head.
Won’t be another statistic, you want something? Fucking take it.
Fuck ‘em that’s the way they made it.

Always half empty, always half full.
Drink it up smash the glass. Live by your own fucking rules
Track Name: Lessons
"If you’re gonna be dumb then you best be tough”
-the first lesson Pop Mitch taught me when I was young.
Work hard, then play harder.
Always eat your breakfast
Try to learn from life’s lessons

Hesitation leads to death.
Lookin twice saves a life.
Cant be scared, (not) this day and age.
Karmas a bitch and snitches get stitches *
Don’t forget that life is pain **

Reasons not rules make us strong ***
And screaming gets you nothing.****
Respect and trust gets earned,
Through years of work.
You are what you eat.
And there’s that golden rule thing.

Keep learnin’ something everyday
And make sure that you don’t repeat
the same foolish past mistakes.

those are just a few things
that have stuck with me.

Proper Nodz and borrowed lines from: (look in lyrics)

* Leeway
** Merauder
*** Bane
**** American Nightmare
Track Name: ...Again
it's low tide the stench is setting in
i've got goose bumps along with a lonley feeling
cruising around with my windows down
the stereo's blastin...that's what it could have been from
got caught up in the song and the scenery
all these old streets just don't feel the same to me
memories come flowing back with whiskey down my throat
i'm wasted

back to square one
the fucking one place
i said i'd never go again
so much for moderation...
gotta keep focused on good times
with my family and friends...
now i'm breaking everything

back to my old ways
fuck mitch is at it again
finally faced the fact
no one can save me from myself
headed down a path of self destruction
...again.
Track Name: Driveway
haulin ass out my driveway
these fuckers waste my time
I just want to pull out
Get on with my life.
They need to re-route the roads
Forgot to re-paint the lines
Maybe you’d all crash and burn

Inside I’m fuckin buggin out…

I think you’re fuckin driving me
Drivin me fuckin insane
One direction clears.
The other gets clogged again.

Left brakes
Right accelerates

I’m comin through get the fuck out my way.
Track Name: Same 'Ol Tunes
I'm tired
of these fly by night bands and fair weather fans
you can all fucking suck my dick
won't keep my mouth shut so get used to it

Got what you needed than moved along
like so many others and i've got a problem
with what you fuckers called "unity"
played the cool guy then said "peace"

Never take for granted your friends and this scene
fuck passing the torch man, i'd rather plant a seed
gotta keep this shit pumpin, if you know what i mean
as long as i'm breathing, i wont see this....

Be a victim of some bullshit preached.
with out actions when you know that's what really speaks
ain't fuckin here, to re-invent the wheel
in search of the perfect rage
dont forget. Real recognizes Real

Falling off and moving on don't make sense to me
fuck passing the torch man, i'd rather plant a seed
watch it grow and progress, if you know what i mean
as long as i'm breathing, i wont see this end.

Nah.

growing up and giving in ain't a choice for me
Track Name: Hipster Nation
I live in a selfie, Go Fund Me world
Filled with snot nosed spoon fed
Little boys and little girls.
P.C. bigot types and opioid drones.
It’s a living fucking hell.
Condemned to rot with the swill

Everybody’s buyin
but there aint much hirin’
cant go to far to fast
with these half wits multiplying
I watch this system sink quick
In my short life time its already not the same
just damn shame to see what we’ve become.

I now live in an age where things are demanded and expected…
Never earned.
Wonder why we’re goin nowhere fast and have to watch it all burn.
Track Name: ManBearPig
Line your lawns with signs and flags
Pick sides accordingly.
Under some notion that they’ll benefit
You or me.
Manipulated congregations
(That are) bought and sold entirely
their system and the cycle wont change
cause we’re flocks of sheep.

See what we’ve become?
Or maybe it’s always been this way
Something must be done *****
Its all fucked. Because there is no more tomorrow.

Don’t matter if we get sick
made that rich money quick
the whole sha-bang’s built on
“survival of the fit.”
There’s to many known secrets
All that conspiracy shit
We need an impeachment
Of the whole human race.
Sweep it under the rug.

We deserve everything comin our way
How we treat this earth for a buck’s a fucking disgrace.
The ditch has been dug and the gears have been spun
We’ve been gettin set up to make sure we all go extinct.

I aint complainin..thats just fine by me.

*****Anti-dote
Track Name: Bad Times
i've got a fucking war in my head
and i spend half my days just waiting for them to end
my thoughts are spinning around.
i'm eaten inside and out
by the hate flowing through my veins
gotta figure out how
to keep on going every single day
i'm just tryna survive
guess i gotta keep my mind focused on good times
Track Name: Positive Mental Rad-itude
what ever happened to our hopes and dreams?
guess we got slapped by reality
now we're all plagued by the american disease
..a slave to the work week
they ain't got us beat.

I may be down but i'm never out
as long as my friends and hardcore are around
but latley in my head i've been freakin out man
a daily strugle. i can’t let this world make me weak

i think i'm gonna lose it..gotta keep pushing through this

fuck that debbie downer shit
gotta get some pep in my step
i'm gonna my groove back.

skatin down to the beach
stereo's blastin in my hand
you're looking at me like i got ten heads

hanging out
having good times with my friends
keepin up that positive.
POSITIVE MENTAL RAD-ITUDE