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Demostro

by White Gallery

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    Our Debut EP titled "Demostro" is
    A limited pressing of 150 Black and 100 Purple Vinyl printed on CMYK printed on reverse cardboard. Inner jacket is full color printing and lyrics on reverse board.
    Vinyl label consist of full color printed labels with custom etching.

    All copies will be hand-numbered.

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1.
  Twisted Summer   Baby get your good shit on, We're going into town. Spend our not-so-hard earned cash at the local lost and found.   What's that sound, your little brother's in love? He's socializing with suburban scum. He's so dumb. We're so cool. I'm never going back to summer school. (Nope.)   (Hey guys, whatcha doin?...ice cream social.)   Let's go down by the beach and watch white people swim. They're gonna splash and drown, But we're not jumping in. We never give in, we don't care what happens next. We just go home and have illegal sex. Cheap ass thrills for my cheap ass man. We're having fun-fun-fun in the sand. (Yep.)   Cool summer. It's a twisted summer.
2.
Johnny's Gun 04:22
Johnny's Gun   Dreams, Fossilized frenzies. Please don't go pretending we ever wanted it all. I heard a scream in the hall.   Creep alone in the station Meet Johnny, he's waiting. It looks like he knows your name, boy. Should you kiss him or run away? I say you grab that pistol in his pocket Yeah, make him go "bang". (bang)   Whoa...   Sleep alone in your bedroom He waits to consume you. Breathe heavy and hold tight He lives in the cold light.   (Baby...pour me a glass...of that muscle milk.)   Man in my thoughts daily. Lust, driving me crazy. But what are his intentions? Oh lord, it's way too dark to mention. There's a secret in his system. Is he my lover or my villain? He's got me living on crazy feelings. Cause Johnny's out to make a killing!   Johnny! Baby, let me go! Johnny! Baby, let me go! I'll tell him if he don't know... C'mon, Johnny! Baby, let me go! Johnny! Baby let me go!  
3.
Night Bite 03:42
Night Bite: When eight tiny eyes were hungry for you One little mouth was calling out Your name You were lost in the light The city found you left for dead Shifting in your shame Well, desperate motivations call for desperate deeds and there's something in the way you say "please". (instrumental break) As the bite of the night grows heavy on you Three voices slurred a tainted verb Upon your name Oh, the smoke into ash The order cast you A barking dog to milk the brood To demonstrate Well, this here resurrection is a cosmic curse It's the tie that binds the monster to the thirst I put the moon in my bed and I begged him not to sleep I kissed him on his head and he shattered over me Ahh Ahh Into the spiral dawn To walk the way of the world Tread lightly Into the dawn Be the moon  Be the moon descending
4.
Seagulls 04:01
Seagulls   A home at the end of the world is what I want. What I want. See we were stranded with the rest of the girls ...and we had fun. They had none. You were swimming from the opposite shore. To those women from the opposite shore.   And you can say it til your tongue turns blue. Wishing all the old was new But you will never, ever get through. No you will never, ever get through.   We're just seagulls flying out at sea to die. Seagulls, Flying out at sea to die.   Wop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop, Wop-shoo-wahh-ohhh...   Alone at the end of the world is where this ends It all ends. Broken down by a counterfeit pearl So make amends to your ghost friends who left you stranded at the opposite shore. Now your blood boils to even the score.   And you can say it til your tongue turns blue. Wishing all the old was new But you will never, ever get through. No you will never, ever get through.   We're just seagulls flying out at sea to die. Seagulls, Flying out at sea to die.   Wop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop, Wop-shoo-wahh-ohhh...

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released November 21, 2013

Produced By White Gallery
Co-Produced, Recorded, Engineered and Mixed by Abe Seiferth
Mastered by Joe Leporta At Sterling Sound

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