Corporate Callosum

by With a Gun for a Face

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released March 30, 2012

WITH A GUN FOR A FACE:
Nathan Graves : Vocals/Keyboards
Matthew Graves: Guitar
Brandon Dvorak: Bass
Jake Anderson: Drums

All Songs Written and Performed by With A Gun For A Face ©2012
Recorded by Ryan Mach/DolceForte & Matthew Graves
Mixed by Ryan Mach/DolceForte
Mastered by Greg Reierson at Rare Form Mastering
All Artwork by Nathan Graves
Graphic Design & Layout by Brandon Dvorak

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Track Name: Help Us
Help us

Heaven is a fire
Nuclear desire
Batter my heart

Help us

Arsenic oceans
Inoculations
Tear the red marrow
Out of my bones

Patience
Patience
Patience
Patience

And the thunder said I'm just like you
I am a liar
And the thunder said I'm just like you
My fingers are wires
Which stretch out forever
In all directions
And never touch
And never touch
Track Name: Pyramids
Ding
Ding
Settle in
Let's see some hands on hearts
Stand up like good soldiers
Bend down like good wives

Arrange yourselves by color
Proximity to God
Attractive multipliers
Come up to the front

Dollar signs on battle lines
Let's get filthy rich
We'll construct our pyramids
Inside this bloody ditch

Don't forget your counting, kids
Five and ten and twenty
Life is only time
Time is only money

Calisthenics, shall we?
Keep busy, busy bees
Hydrogen and scissors
A lesson in release

Dollar signs on battle lines
Let's get filthy rich
We'll construct our pyramids
Inside this bloody ditch

Ducks and rows of ducks
Click next slide
Generals and genocides
Click next slide

Jumping jacks and panic attacks
Track Name: Trench Warfare
I've got bugs in my skin
And they're networking
Drawing blueprints and plans
Trying to do me in

A crooked spine will keep my eyes fixed
On their workings beneath
Frozen operations
Sights set on me

Trench warfare can be a good time
In the right frame of mind
With oppositions out of focus
You're free to shoot blind

Irrationality's a comfort
You don't need to be tense
Go and purchase a firearm
Anything can make sense

A swallowed tongue can be the best medicine
It can help you relax
There's no cause for suppression
When you're on the attack

Trench warfare can be a good time
In the right frame of mind
With oppositions out of focus
You're free to shoot blind

It's the foxhole for me
It's the foxhole for me

You are counting
Cells dividing
Hands cut in days and months
Chronology comes all at once

You have just embraced the dust
Track Name: Neuro Theater
I saw the great man
Leprous, bone thin

Rising from the sand
Vulgar ambition

Alligator skin
Gas chamber grin

And I knew not fear
But love

Weak hearts
Vile children

At dinner
Joked of war

Ten dead
One more

And the baby
Will require explaining

Feeling easy of myself
Talk of lesser angels

And I speak with much
Contempt

Weak hearts
Vile children

Mine was an act of ignorance
He slit me across the palms
His was an act of brilliance
Why won't you be quiet?

Why won't you?
Track Name: Severance
Another disappeared
Into the abyss
Another all strung out
On the ladder of success

Everybody gets
Everything they want
We got mouthfuls of
Black petroleum

All of your thick-winged productions
Harness my thin lines

Traded my pink claws
For your convict stripes and stones
Filled up my old skin
With new muscles and white bones

Everybody gets
Everything they want
We got mouthfuls of
Black petroleum

All of your thick-winged productions
Harness my thin lines

Don't be indelicate
Sever your corporate callosum
Track Name: Birthings
The flavor's in the fat
The flavor's in the fat
Can you hear the pitter-pat?

Start trying, trying, tried
But nothing lives inside
Don't cry
There's nothing you can't buy

Test tubes and gas tanks
Oil lubes and sperm banks
Let's make some little ones

Extract and mix and spin and in you go
Pony up the dough
And what do you know?

A handful of weight
A handful of strain
A handful
Rip and drip the pain

I want I
Me me mine
Press my shirts when you have the time

Test tubes and gas tanks
Oil lubes and sperm banks
Let's make some little ones

Extract and mix and spin and in you go
Pony up the dough
And what do you know?

First a nanny
Then a nurse
A pharmacy inside your purse

That light's too bright
It hurts my eyes
That man's not right
He's in disguise

Wake me if the baby cries

Just one more pill
Just one more pill
A few
Suddenly so still
Track Name: The Living
We are manifest
Sacrificial men
Brought in on a skewer
Helpless and obscure

Abandon moral thought
Kill man, a pig or God
Filled to the mouth with rodent hope
A blackened lung, a choking growth

Broken teeth
The deaf and the blind

We are not innocent
Heart-sick with intent
Planning out routines
Devising guillotines

Abandon moral thought
Kill man, a pig or God
Filled to the mouth with rodent hope
A blackened lung, a choking growth

Broken teeth
The deaf and the blind

Snow falls on the dead and living
Track Name: Parade Of Horribles
I am afraid
The marching mascarade
Of slaughterers and slain
Is on its happy way

To brutalize my good name

Me oh my
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh my oh
Have yourself a ball

Round them up
And round them up
And round them up
And round them up and
Crucify them all

For the love of God
In the name of charity
String them from the neck
Hang them from a tree

Parade of horribles descends on me

I talk in circles
I split my tongue in thirds
Catcalls and whistles
I'm riddled with guiltless words

Slick tricks to lure the herds

Me oh my
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh my oh
Have yourself a ball

Round them up
And round them up
And round them up
And round them up and
Crucify them all

For the love of God
In the name of charity
String them from the neck
Hang them from a tree

Parade of horribles descends on me

The brass torso
The black wing
The singing swing of he who steps on chests

We have our man
The god-eyes cry
And smile as they hang me on high
Parade of horribles descends on me
Parade of horribles descends on me

(Oh, No!, Oh, No!)
Track Name: Artery
It is coming
Lungs spasming
Aneuristic tics rear up in you

White hands ringing
Glass eyes singing
Jury-rigged arrest inside of you

What if there's no face to smile at you?

Perceptions deaden
Receptions let in
Eternal men in endless waiting rooms

Particles in motion
Coughing up devotion
Chemical construction's all you knew

What if there's no face to smile at you?

Lock the door
Lock the door
Build a bunker in the floor

The walls are closing in
The walls are closing in
The walls are closing in on you

What if there's no face to smile at you?
Track Name: Killing Hour
Beasts that line
Winter streets
Hard black hair
Eyes weep

Swaying steps
White snow roads
Soon the cold
Will come

The sky is dark
They will die
They'll be dead by morning

Six by six
Shoulder-width
Pierce the
Icy night

They cannot
Understand
What comes before
First light

The sky is dark
They will die
They'll be dead by morning

Step together
All at once

Don't disturb
The frozen march

Step together
All at once

The killing hour
Is coming on