Eponymous

by Polst

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brephophagist Their shows have them collecting rabid new fans with a nearly disturbing regularity. Buy it you dumbass. Favorite track: Gimmie.
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Polst:
andy/bass
brody/guitar, vox
arolia/vox
tuviya/drums

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released February 27, 2014

Recorded by Daniel O'Hara @ Room 4 and Plural Mural, Fall/Winter 2013. Mastered by Jose De Lara, February 2014.

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Polst Portland, Oregon

Polst is Andy/bass, Arolia/vox, Brody/guitar & vox, Tuviya/drums

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Track Name: Gimmie
Gimme, gimme…
You’re banking on whatever you got and you’re tripping over your boss pay for that fall, all for the gimme gimme. And when you’re freaking over the cost, you can’t stop thinking only of loss, so you pay for drugs and that gimme gimme.

You spend your cash and take out your trash.
Take out your trash. I’ll take that gimme gimme.

And when you’re tripping over the cross and you’re praying over your loss, pray for that God and that gimme gimme. Then when they're dripping over the plate and they dump it under your face, you pay for grace and that gimme gimme.
You spend your cash and take out your trash.
Take out your trash. I’ll take that gimme gimme.

Why try to get by on their lies when all they give you is trash?
You won’t be tripping over a boss.
You won’t be dreaming only of loss.
You won’t be working only for cost.
You won’t pray "gimme gimme."

Keeping up with the Joneses.
Keeping up when they're jonesing…

I can’t keep thinking over your loss or muster concern over your costs, ‘cause you go on thinking you are the boss.
You keep me bringing what have you got?
Well, what you’re bringing’s nothing but talk. You keep it hanging over your heart. When you got that pang in your gut all you think is, “Gimme, gimme”.
Track Name: Complacent Peace
Take pause. ‘Cause if you see it then I might see. So, please take pause. ‘Cause if you see it they I can see it. So, I can take pause. ‘Cause now I see it. Then you might see it. So we must take pause. ‘Cause I can see and you can see it. We both see it. We don’t believe it. It’s all happening. It’s time to sound the alarm. Don’t wait for them. You take charge and I’ll take charge. So they all see the harm. I can write and I can see. Let’s make a permanent scar. You’ll take an arm and I’ll take an arm so it tears apart. So, please take pause. ‘Cause I can see it. I know you can see it. So, we must take pause. Now we both see it and they can’t see it. So, we must take pause. ‘Cause, I can see and you can see it. They won’t see it. They won’t believe it. It’s all happening all over the world and they close their eyes. You take pause and I’ll take pause. We’ll uncover the lies. You can fight and I can fight like I got no choice. If I went through life flouting I could not go on. ‘Cause I don’t want to get by and ignore, close my eyes in complacent peace if I want to make a choice… if I want to take pause.
Track Name: This Stone
I don't have enough.
You just want to take it...
but, you can't...
'cause I don't have enough.

You try to break me to the bone; but, you can't rein me in.
No, you can't bleed blood from this stone.

You just want to take it...
but, you can't... ‘cause I don't have enough.

You try to break me to the bone; but, you can't rein me in.
No, you can't get more blood from this stone.

I don't have enough for you...
but, you take and you take...
from me...
to starve.

You already know to rise.
Rise.
Track Name: Eager to Be Fed
Look at your pretty little harem,
popping off your mouth 'cause I'm walking here.
You're not so pretty with that crying.
Put on my boots, I'll let you walk a mile.

Just shut up…
You know you would walk away too.
You don't care what she has to say, so just let her walk away.

Look at your pretty little style.
Just put your hand out, I'll let you do the job.

Oh, just shut up…
Don't care what she has to say.
Her whole world fell today.
Won’t let you take her down.

Is everything OK?
We'd noticed the porcelain face we laid out next to your dress collects dust today. Yes, a leg may turn a head with a mouth eager to be fed, but, the feast for which it yearns holds no guarantee.

‘Cause I'm not afraid of you.
Yes I am a human too
and I will watch your blood spill.
Yes, I will make you bleed.
JUST SHUT UP.
Track Name: Under a Puppet
Breaking the pulpit. The shepherd lays silence to bleats. Over a puppets body do you weep. You tell her these stories to be true. But, she knows these stories are absurd. You can’t make her repent. You can’t make her forget her kin. Breaking the pulpit. But, you know it’s been spoken and we’re doomed. Yet we know they don’t tell the truth. You can’t make her repent. You can’t make her forget her kin. You can’t make her repent. Breaking the pulpit. We die alone. We will not rot shadowed by crowns. What we bring to people is love. What they know is their story is slurred. You can’t make her repent. You can’t make her forget her kin. You can’t make her repent.