Figures

by Trout

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The fourth release by Trout, and their second EP.

All songs written and performed by Roye Trout and Jesse Fellows
except for the bass on "Contrition & Disclosure" and the backup vocals on "Temporary Resident" which are performed by Shane Gelinas

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released December 29, 2018

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jesse Fellows at The Wonderful Alley

Artwork by Tallulah Fontaine (www.tallulahfontaine.com)

Released on vinyl by Psychic Readings Records

Released on cassette by Psychic Readings Records & Must Be Nice Records

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mustbenicerecords.bandcamp.com

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Trout Windsor, Ontario

Indie rock from Windsor, Ontario.

Our second EP "Figures" out 12/29/2018

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Track Name: Contrition & Disclosure
Bless me for I have sinned
This is my act of contrition
Full disclosure, I'm not sorry
Just telling it like it is

Father please forgive me
I'll give you ten hail Marry's

Because it's written, suppose it must be done
Make me empty, I'm finished holding on
Pound of flesh, and this is what I've found
Joke's not funny second time around

Finally come full circle
I can put down my pen
I still can't find absolution
Yearning endures, it's creeping in

Father please forgive me
I'll give you ten hail Marry's

Because it's written, suppose it must be done
Make me empty, I'm finished holding on
Pound of flesh, and this is what I've found
Joke's not funny second time around
Track Name: Not Like Drugs
The tap can hemorrhage ink
I'm screaming into the sink
The world's ceramic and I'm blocking it back
Reflect me silver and black

and it's not like drugs
Because I feel fine
and I just get scared
When I get high

I've got a plastic machine
and I've got it working for me
I bought my way out of a problem or two
I sing, I sell them to you

and it's not like drugs
Because I feel fine
and I just get scared
When I get high
Track Name: Mt.Eremos
Speak to be heard
Self righteous fury
Keep preaching to the choir
Your own sermon on the mount

I want to be heard on the horizon

Wake up feeling tired
Tired of being wrong
Between a hard place
and a long way down

Take heed and bear witness
Less it's an empty gesture
An earthly consecration
Cannot wait for the divine

I want to be heard on the horizon

Wake up feeling tired
Tired of being wrong
Between a hard place
and a long way down
Track Name: High Score
I wonder if I'm the same person I was around this time last year
How can I be the only one who's thinking "How did I get here?"

Can I do better
Lord knows I'm trying
Did I do better?
Oh god who knows

Some day I'll find my way out
I don't know when I'll find it, but I'll know when i see it
You must think it's funny that I'm still trying
The joke's on me, it's all I know how to do
Track Name: Temporary Resident
Won't be here long, So don't get to know me
Not here to stay, it's all temporary
Not cut out for this, I feel the hand around my neck
and the grip is tightening, making me a nervous wreck
No matter what I try, I can't seem to hit the mark
Even a dim light can seem bright in the dark.

The devil on my shoulder feels like my oldest friend.
I've got my hill and boulder, it's always there in the end

Don't cry for me I'm already dead
Got it all off my chest, there's nothing left unsaid
So send me down river, and out to sea
Not worth my salt, there's no monument for me.
No matter what I try, I can't seem to hit the mark
Even a dim light can seem bright in the dark.

The devil on my shoulder feels like my oldest friend.
I've got my hill and boulder, it's always there in the end