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Self​-​Titled

by Rough Draft

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Jacob Price
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Jacob Price these Bois are the radest dudes, love them and so happy they have an album now I remember listening to their demo. and being extremely excited to hear they where making it and worth it. love this album Favorite track: last week.
themood
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themood very very good Favorite track: a song about crying.
deadite_237
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deadite_237 fuck this band they are DUMB hahahahahaha!!!! lol
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1.
hello world 02:44
Went through a midlife crisis at ten years old, took my compassion, threw it out in the cold, became a glittery sack of shattered feelings. I was desperate so I took the abuse, let them tell me I had no other use than to take every bladed card they were dealing. Put my heart up on the shelf, forgot all about myself. Lost all emotion by the time I turned thirteen, took that slate, wiped it right clean, spent every night filling my eyes with electronic nails. My life was breezy but I sensed a monsoon. Something big would crumble down soon. Will you be there for me when every system fails? I'm not yours, your not mine, don't waste my motherfucking time. I can't use it all on the curtain call. If we waste it all, waste it all, waste it all, we can always cut and paste it all, paste it all, paste it all. Will I always fall? Forever suck? Always come undone, never come unstuck? I'm looking at you, come on and tell me the truth. Where the fuck am I? Who the fuck am I? What the fuck am I?
2.
last week 02:25
Last week you were here to stay, this week you won't look my way. There must he a resolution we can find. I don't know why you can't see you were happier when you were with me. Now just get the hell out of my mind. Get out of my mind before I lose mine. I can't wash you out of my eyes, I can't be comforted and nobody tries. I wasn't prepared for this to end. I'm stuck inside like I'm covered in glue, I just wish that I was stuck to you. Now you're just moving on to the next trend. Get out of my mind before I lose mine. Get out of my mind…
3.
questions 01:34
Your blood is all I need. I've forgotten how to bleed. We've got a complicated history and you're a complicated mystery. We've got a long list of misdemeanors, you and me. If I tore my chest wide open, would you understand? When your deepest ghosts start screaming, do they materialize? Do you feel a pain repeating when you look into my eyes?
4.
teeth 01:17
Oh boy oh boy, I'm feeling kinda insecure. Oh man oh man, I think you're the cure. You make me wanna brush my teeth and go to sleep on time. You make me wanna read a book, learn how to cook, work a 9 to 5. Oh gosh oh gosh, do you know what's going on here? Golly gee whiz, WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?! You make me wanna brush my teeth and go to sleep on time. You make me wanna read a book, learn how to cook, work a 9 to 5. I feel my skin evaporate every time I hear your voice. I don't wanna melt like this, I just wish I had a choice.
5.
Some baby birds were born inside my eyes today, their feathers small, so small they couldn't fly away, but I just wanted to be alone. They had no wings, they couldn't sing, it was impossible to tell if they were even living. as pathetic as they were I knew one day they'd be flying, flying, flying, flying… Whenever I'm locked in nonexistent crime, I get on my own case without a reason or a rhyme, the birds can sense my fear. Then they take wing, they learn to sing, their bodies vocalize with an evanescent ring. As pathetic as they were, nightly you'll see them flying, flying, flying, flying…
6.
simpson 03:08
I don't know why you don't lie to me anymore. I wish that you would deceive me so sweetly, and when the notes don't line up everything gets fucked up, but that doesn't matter anymore. At my grandma's 90th I finally learned her name. My self-hatred intensified when I got a brand new game. I started writing the lyrics to this song and never finished them. Uh...this is where I didn't finish the lyrics. I wanna blame my parents, I wanna blame my health, I wanna blame this city, anything but myself. But I know, but I know that doesn't matter anymore when I'm on the floor begging my computer for more and more. There's only one retribution for me: “Get a degree! Get a degree!” I wanna blame my mom, I wanna blame my dad, I wanna blame all of you listening, everyone I've ever had. But I know, but I know that doesn't matter anymore when I'm on the floor begging my computer for more and more. There's only one retribution for me: “Get a degree, then you'll be happy!” You're shit but that's alright, you'll be even worse tonight. No talent, have no sorrow, you'll have even less tomorrow. “Get a degree! Get a degree! Then get a wife and a family! Then you'll be forever happy! Forever happy…”
7.
I missed my audition but somehow I still landed a role. The stage is where I spend my life. Rehearsals take up all my time. There's no escape, there's no escape. I read the play, I know my lines, so why can't I say what's on my mind? The blocking's all been done, no decision that I make is my own. I'll never earn that final bow, OH GOD just drop the curtain now! There's no escape, there's no escape. I read the play, I know my lines, so why can't I say what's on my mind? But I forgot, the blame's all mine, I never read between the lines. Between the lines
8.
waltz no. 9 01:56
Those fire ants inside your brain, they have no sense of remorse, no fear, they won’t restrain from devouring all of your memories, from eating up everything your eye sees. Kill the queen… That galaxy deep down my throat has run out of songs to sing, no melodies to dote. Kill that fucking queen, kill the queen… She’s eating me! She’s eating me! She’s eating me! She’s eating me! She’s eating meeeeeeeeee!!!!
9.
I found mommy's bullet cabinet, where every shell was of impossible sound. I put them all in my mouth and felt them rolling around and around and around. Then my hope was spayed, but the bullets didn't give a fuck. I was so afraid, but the bullets didn't give a fuck. Then my tongue filled up with the taste of a million screams, of anonymous bloodshed, of a newborn's shattered dreams. Then my veins caught fire, but the bullets didn't give a fuck, I became a live wire, but the bullets didn't give a fuck. Then mommy walked in, I couldn't put up a fight. She put her hand on my shoulder and said, “Looks like you’ve found the light.” She took my head, filled it up with lead, the bullets didn't give a fuck. When I was dead she tucked me back into bed, the bullets didn't give a fuck. Find me, find me, find me, unbind me…
10.
angel eyes 04:23
Angel eyes. Do you know why this angel cries? Hit me so hard I didn't realize that they were there in the first place. Iron heart, promised me that it wouldn't start, but it came so quickly that I fell apart all over myself. All this bottled love and hate has made me a human paperweight, a distraction for those who procrastinate on real human connection. I'm just a little boy, feeling oh so very overjoyed floating alone in this endless void full of vomit and blood. I'll be underneath this hollow floor, where I won't bother you anymore, but I don't even know who this song is for, I just know it's for you. Finally, you showed me something i could never see, the most important thing right now is me… Last week was a fucking mess, next week’ll be the fucking best. I just wish that it would be here sooner. I don't know what more I can do but try to be right there for you. For now grab me that goddamn tuner. Get out of my mind before I lose mine.
11.
epilogue 01:32
I kicked the spotlight, found it back on myself. I took my heart back and destroyed the shelf. Scraped the nails from my brain, started to really feel. There's still a happiness I can't quite conceive. There's still a closure that I don't quite believe in. I'm having trouble understanding if it's all real. Real...

credits

released June 30, 2019

All tracks written and recorded by Rough Draft
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Justin Tornberg
Album Art by Colm Keeney
Original logo by Diana Cadena

Rough Draft consists of
James Noriega: Acoustic Guitar, Piano, Lead vocals.
Mahmood Gladney: Electric Guitar, backing vocals.
Bryan Zamarripa: Bass, backing vocals.
Cole Kraft: Drums, backing vocals.

Additional instrumentation:
Adam Dunklee and Cameron Davidson: Trumpet
Toby Brigham, Erika Brooks, Juliet Blue, Avery Teal, Lucas Giacalone, Sadie Northway-Smith, Justin Tornberg: Additional vocals.

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Rough Draft Tucson, Arizona

Your stereotypical teenage band that started off as a joke and has slowly consumed the members lives ever since.

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