Lower Middle

by HONEYTOMB

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released February 14, 2016

Jason Clancy - vocals, guitars, noise
Ricky Barnwell - bass, backing vocals
Ben Zamzow - drums, percussion (MD)
Aaron Trevino - drums, percussion (TN)

All lyrics by Jason Clancy / All music by Honeytomb

Recorded and Engineered by Jordan Casey
Vocals tracked by Justin Day @ New Noise
Mixed and Produced by Justin Day and Jason Clancy
Mastered by Collin Jordan @ The Boiler Room

Cover photo by Gaborfromhungary

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Track Name: Anhedonia
when the sun has all burnt out
and the final spark has left your eyes
a shadow of what used to be
will take it's place behind the blinds

disillusioned, disconnected
this is just the start
anhedonia has her hooks in
deep into your heart

a body in motion sets the stage
a body at rest never gets paid
a body adrift just floats alone
at least if you're numb, you're not afraid

so you live with this infection
you learn to play the part
anhedonia has her hooks in
she will tear you apart

disillusioned, disconnected
this is just the start
anhedonia has her hooks in
deep into your heart
Track Name: Retail
empty moves... empty mind
waste the days… daily grind
march the merch... spread the vibe
sell your fate... join the hive

chain the blood... drain the life
commonplace... hypnotized
tend the flock... twist the knife
pseudo slave... in disguise

they will chew you up
and do it with a smile
they will spit you out
and do it with a smile

fit the mold... frame the lies
logic fails… once inside
boost morale... bottom line
formulaic... homogenized

say hello, how are you doing today?
i must honor thy consumer
treat me like shit 'cause I get a shit wage
it would be my pleasure

empty moves... empty mind
waste the days... daily grind
march the merch... spread the vibe
sell your fate... join the hive

they will chew you up
and do it with a smile
they will spit you out
and do it with a smile
Track Name: Fever Scene
tie the future up
we're moving backwards into a black hole
lies are foolish bluffs
your proof has proven useless after all
i'm such a fixer-upper
choosing the wrong words
paper or permanent?
i should've learned my lesson
focus on the rent

it was my best defense
misguided confidence
the brooding, wasted nights
became my life...  but now

i'm sick of the fever scene

time to pick right up where we went wrong
still stuck in a standoff
i lost the magic somewhere
always a mess, turn my head and cough
now i need a dose of
southern lights in northern comfort
that missing piece of the puzzle
i never could afford

this is my last attempt
secret ingredients
the sweetness laced with strife
it saved my life...  but now

i'm sick of the fever scene
Track Name: All Or Nothing
she likes to wear winter clothes in the summertime
she likes to play "bottle up and explode!"
she likes to get bloody noses and then dance them dry
she likes to stay up all night and it shows

she likes it all or nothing

he likes to say shocking shit just to cross the line
he likes to fuck with your mind as a joke
he likes to paint amazing pictures, then throw 'em in the fire
he likes to fill up his heart with smoke

he likes it all or nothing

uh huh, we like it all or nothing
Track Name: Quixotic
on a whim and on a mission
to prove that chivalry ain't dead
you don't know what you are missing
stick to business management
call it fickle, call it fashion
call it whatever you want, my friend
just don't ever lose the passion
while you're sifting though the sand

quixotic… quixotic…
big haze, i'm in love with the maze

full of hope and full of wonder
a live wire in denial
i just wish i could remember
all the good that eclipsed at night
always searching for adventure
never satisfied with black and white
but it seems like i'm indentured
to the skeletons i hide

quixotic… quixotic…
big haze, i'm in love with the maze

don't spend your life in the womb

quixotic… quixotic…
big haze, i'm in love with the maze
Track Name: Sequin Days
and if your mind has come undone
then just find a setting sun
to throw some beams upon your face
but if the hill becomes a hole
evacuate your frazzled soul
and find relief in a different place
'cause if you linger for too long
it'll wear out like a favorite song
that's lost it's gleam from too much play

the sequin days are almost gone for good

and if your fire's dwindling
then just find some new kindling
to catch the spark and set it free
but if the smoke has grown too thick
for your lazy lungs
the sickness made it's mark
just try and breathe
so when the time has come to rest
and you settle in the west
this chapter's done, put it to sleep

the sequin days are almost gone for good
Track Name: Last Dance Of The Caveman
some secrets have a grave
at the bottom of the lake
the neighbors are growing angry and
the bridge is wearing thin
we better plot a course for our escape

another generation fades
hit the snooze button and wait
the less you say the better
isn't that what they always say?
now let's get ready for the parade

this is the last fucking dance of the caveman

you are not what you own
like Ian said before
you will reap what you sow
oh no, oh no, oh no

this is the last fucking dance of the caveman

this is your last fucking chance
Track Name: Constellations
memories come and memories go
some stay young and some grow old
the tide has changed, the ebb has flown
now don't forget what you have known

every new rotation leaves us further apart
and every conversation seems to break my heart
but every constellation is made of shooting stars
that found their home

you know i hate to let you down
my willpower is wearing out
i think you need a thicker skin
uh oh, here we go again

every new rotation leaves us further apart
and every conversation seems to break my heart
but every constellation is made of shooting stars
that found their home

all the dreams and all the gold
could never really fill the hole
distance makes the heart grow cold
but i just can't let go

every new rotation leaves us further apart
and every conversation seems to break my heart
but every constellation is made of shooting stars
that found their home

and i wanna go home
Track Name: Iceberg
this ship is sinking...

i believe that there's hope for this world
but i've little faith in the stars and stripes
what good is a good credit score
if you can't even sleep at night?
we can forge ahead to a new dawn
we can learn from the mistakes of our past
we can take control or be the pawn
but we better do something fast

this ship is sinking...

it's hard to think of the greater good
when you struggle just to get by yourself
there's no sense in staying the course
if it leads us straight to hell
i can faintly hear a distress call
through all the static in my head
i would say, "hang on for dear life"
but it feels like we're already dead

this ship is sinking...
Track Name: Swandive
when you sleep through the morning
when you shake through the night
when you do what it takes just to survive
when your troops are returning
when you fight the good fight
when you swallow your pride and take a dive

it just feels like it don't mean a thing anymore
it just feels like it don't mean a thing...

when the truth is uncovered
when the stars are aligned
when the boundaries have finally been defined
when the world is a spiral set in graceful decline
at least it'll all be recorded on satellites

'cause it feels like it don't mean a thing anymore
it just feels like it don't mean a thing...