Spent, Not Satisfied

by The Kapps

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1.
Are we out of time? Or is the hourglass tipping over when you're spent, not satisfied Is it right for me to pack my bags and leave it all for a new sight, a better drive Now I see that there's something more to life that I can't be Realize, that some would kill to feel alive The end of the world only lasts one night Realize, that I would kill to feel alive The end of the world only lasts one night Are we out of line? Or should I turn the car around for a new sight, a better drive Is it right for me? to pack my bags and leave it all when I'm spent, not satisfied Are we out of time? Or is the hourglass tipping over I'm spent, not satisfied
2.
Baby, do you wanna know how tonight is gonna go Wanna lie awake and see what I really wanna be so bad (wanna be so bad) (2x) I know I can be stuck inside this dream, so darling why sing me lullabies? Pretty little baby, wanna take you on a ride The motion of the ocean and the city in my sights Pretty little baby, wanna come along with me 'Cause everybody's looking for something more to be So you say that I'm aiming high Well baby, get in line If the world is out of reach, wanna grow a couple feet so bad (wanna be so bad) (2x)
3.
Teen Night 04:50
Have faith in yourself, if you can't have faith in anyone else Tommy, your philosophy is based on the premise that I know who I am But I don't know who I am and I don't want to If I don't like how I'm feeling, I just wait a couple seconds til' I get some kind of feeling, before I lose the feeling again So many thing I can't account for, now that I've said You're a young man, in war time You'll do things that you never thought you would So don't worry, don't worry, and just lose yourself for good Don't worry about a thing And just remember to forget who you are I always hold my wrist and I scratch my face and I pop my black heads I lie in sebum like Bathory in blood 'Cause I need my distractions to keep me from the things that scare me, My own ambitions, the things I need to do It's time to hit the dance floor. I've spent too long not getting what I want Grind on your figuration, before I change my configuration again I don't know what I'm thinking anymore Don't worry about a thing (don't worry)
4.
If you can see division, you would understand my derision You would understand my decision to be by myself I'm on a subway with so many people, I found a subway without all the people I found a church without all the people, oh I am Jesus, watch me drive my car We're so different from each other, that we're able to get along at all, that we're able to get along at all, It's so strange, It's so strange, it's astounding (Don't make me stop my fronting now) Hate my whole kind, but me, love me for myself And I know no one loves you for everything (for everything) that you are In those moments: conflicts, or self revelations When your notion of someone you thought you knew Was just a mirror in front of your face And you think if the end was in the beginning How could I not see it before, how could I not see it before I think I know you like I didn't before It's not a matter of compatibility, just how much you're willing to pretend to be me So don't tell me to stop my fronting now because I know that you don't like what you see Give it to me now! Show me how you do it now!
5.
Camco 03:39
I packed my bags, I'm leaving everything for far away, I won't come back because you see, this world is begging me to come alive, from nine-to-fives to running free 'cause I can't sleep, another night a song I call, "This Boring Life" A chance at fame, that's priced at time that I can't find, and you're to blame Lonely on another Friday night Some game they had, their girlfriend's mad So they decide, live a nine iron life It feels so right, that one long drive, a hole in five I packed my bags, I wrote my songs so right my wrongs, and change my rags A chance at fame, that's priced at time that I can't find, and you're to blame I don't need no camco I don't need no camco (I can't take it anymore) I don't need no camco (my heart's burning to its core) I don't need no camco (I can't take it anymore) I don't need no camco
6.
I would build a wall around you, to keep you safe from harm The only place that I'd rather have you is in between my arms Is this something more than fate Let's make every second worth the wait Like a flowing river current, endless stream of thought Slowly turning, forever learning, forget those times we fought Is this something more than fate Let's make every second worth the wait Whoa, whoa, whoa (2x) Is this meant to be our fate? Is this really worth the wait? Is this something more than fate? (3x) Let's make every second worth the wait

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The debut EP

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released February 9, 2018

Recorded at Q Division Studios in Somerville, MA
Produced and engineered by Sean Cahalin
Mastered by Carl Saff
Album art by Julian Levine

Gabe Straight: bass guitar, lead/backing vocals, organ, synth production on track 6
Ethan Powell: guitar, lead/backing vocals, synth production on track 3 and 6
Derek Jameson: drums, percussion, backing vocals
Andrew Maher: guitar, lead/backing vocals

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