12" Split w/ Struckout

by Tomber Lever

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released October 21, 2017

Tomber Lever:

All music & album art by Tomber Lever

Recorded by Greg Hartunian
Mixed and mastered by Joelian Sanchez


All music by Struckout

Engineered, mixed and mastered by Jack Shirley at the Atomic Garden

Daniel Speer: Bass, Vocals
Josue Quiquivix: Guitars
James Goldmann: Percussion

Album art by Jenny Yu


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Track Name: Apollo Retakes Woodshop
And I bit to the quick. Only solace in these sticks. Burn the stamp from my wrist. Cotton glued to these lips.

Hope nobody saved my seat. No not broke, I took the long way out. Yes I did. Who cares if I took my leave. I'm to busy holding up this wall. Yeah your lucky, y'all ain't rooted to they spot. They said to branch out.

Seven breaths in and seven breaths out and I ain't never calmed down.

Got through this twenty. Needles rip through me. All bark no bite. Vice on ash.

Mouth closes shut and my feet open up. You can count all these rings in the next twelve years. Doubled jointed stretch to the East not the West. Carcinogen chest never learned how to rest. Crowded wide alley ways, loiters use my shade. Damn right I know my place, got to call a spade a spade. No more weeping seeds. Come lover carve on me. It might not last forever, but I am ever green. Trim, chop, burrow, nest. Built a home.
Track Name: itsbeenitsend
...long time coming
This stint has reached...
Track Name: Struckout - Writer's Block
Started as a petty escape
Now it’s a classic excuse to keep my heart beating
I don’t know what for

God I had so much to prove
To fill my life up with “truth”
What a shitty reason to come up empty

Are you empty too?
Does what you used to love resonate a dead air inside of you?

Selfish interests took over
I built a monument to myself
But if it disappeared tomorrow
I’d just build it again

Or could it be benign
That maybe posturing as an artist
Will never help another life

Maybe all’s not lost
If there’s more to this power, well
I’ll find out
If it carves out hope in a worthless place
Then I refuse to give up my selfish reason for being

Could this be a weapon?
Or a part of me?
I’ll never know if I keep my head clear
Get up

Not what I can get out of it
But what it can do
And maybe a little less defined by it

But it could be good
Or I could be wrong
We’ll never know until it’s time
So I write, I write, I write
Track Name: Struckout - It's Not Enough
Here’s a question to all the drunk kids:
What do you see?
Sixteen hundred and fifty thousand dollar houses
No way into this world that I can imagine
I feel like a slow boil’s been put on each and every soul

And I didn’t speak when it seared your skin
I was too afraid of saying the wrong words

It’s not enough
To shrug it off
To be so sure that it’ll be ok

And I have the best of my friends working for nothing
So I get the call for comfort
But this is one of the few places that never lied to me
So sacred when I fet alone
I’m just saying it could be a little better

I’ll make a new space in my noise
For those you choose to ignore

It’s not enough
To play for myself
To be so sure that it’ll be ok

I’m not too sure
I see them wishing for death of those I love

It’s not enough