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Call In The Mess

by Nervous Dater

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1.
Middle Child 04:06
Not sure if I’m doing this thing right My brain and my body constantly fight Middle child, only girl Mom says I can’t take off my shirt Pace around the apartment for hours Stare at the wall and cry in the shower I wanna feel special but I know I’m not Can’t go outside so my insides rot Psychopath is what you called me Thank god for the 711 employee Who told us he would call the police You’re not as nice as you seem
2.
The Dirt 04:04
Sentimental and stuck Only reaching out when you’re down on your luck Telling lies, it’s a crutch It makes your spine crooked And keeps you out of touch And I’ll let this bring me down Over my dead body in the dirt It’s all I get, but it’s a nice reminder That loving something’s always gonna hurt And I regret all the time I wasted All the time I spent on you It’s all I get, but it’s a nice reminder That this is what you’re always gonna do Can I go much further Will I sink or swim or grow gills And learn to breathe water Just a problem starter Addicted to the drama Don’t know why you even bother And I’ll let this bring me down Over my dead body in the dirt It’s all I get, but it’s a nice reminder That loving something’s always gonna hurt And I regret all the time I wasted All the time I spent on you It’s all I get, but it’s a nice reminder That this is what you’re always gonna do The lumps under your carpet Show the secrets you keep Know where the bodies are buried I know you’re losing sleep
3.
Nothing Left 03:38
There’s nothing left to say Except “I guess you’re right” and “okay” You know what I mean Ripping out all the seams that keep me in place There’s nothing left to mourn Except your parents’ lives before you were born Young and happy Had no problem with feeding themselves before Sometimes I wanna throw my arms in the air Scream “Fuck it! I couldn’t even really care!” I always die in my dreams This city is killing me I’ll try to be kind But I’m losing my mind as we speak There’s nothing left to see Except the lies in my eyes and right through me I would have tried if you would have tried I tried
4.
Farm Song 04:32
Standing feet shoulder-width apart I felt the helium rise slowly to my heart Withdrawn from drugs and hope I was naked and you were clothed Sometimes I don’t think I have a home You can smell the dive bar in my hair Ruin everything with impulses we share Drowning in debt but I Still go out with friends and get real high Sometimes I think what would’ve happened if I’d tried? I can’t explain why I get Lonely when I’m with all my friends In a hot, crowded basement Deep breath, dramatic sigh I hope this isn’t how it all ends But sometimes I can’t stop When I start taking shots I know how much I’ve lost I’m as calm as a lion in a cage Tease me one more time and you’ll see unleashed rage But it it hurts to get out of bed And even worse, I’ll just take what’s left Sometimes I think of all the egos that I’ve fed When it gets real bad I call it movie theater mode Watching myself from the dark of the very last row God I hate this show
5.
Tin Foil Hat 03:14
Maybe you could be a space invader Sent to earth to get my information Maybe you could be a necromancer Reanimating all my dead feeling I’m not taking any chances I’m sweating bullets, I can’t stand it Paranoia, paralyze me CIA brain sanitizing I’ll burn my passport Tinfoil hat on Everybody said I’m wrong But I knew it all along I think I know the score I’m going off the grid You won’t know me anymore Last night I heard the dog star bark Poor Tom, raving mad on the lawn Stale air, unidentified beings Strange lights at the edge of the city I’m not taking any chances I’m sweating bullets, I can’t stand it Paranoia, paralyze me CIA brain sanitizing I’ll burn my passport Tinfoil hat on Everybody said I’m wrong But I knew it all along I think I know the score I’m going off the grid You won’t know me anymore
6.
Here we go again, losing hope with all our friends Disaster strikes every other wicked minute Violent haiku streaming by our tired eyelids Need a hard refresh, even though we don’t deserve it The problem is the solution Savior of our creation Mother nature, I’m begging don’t delay So bring on the ocean, flood all the streets Bring on the fire, let it burn every goddamn thing Let the fish and the insects take over the plan You know they’ve got a much better chance than we have To reach the promise land Here we go again, fighting the same stubborn incidents Deteriorating on our way to a bleaker oblivion On paper it’s bad, on the pavement it’s even worse than that Need a hard refresh, even though we don’t deserve it Is it our nature to self destruct? Either way, that’s the ending we have wrought So bring on the ocean, flood all the streets Bring on the fire, let it burn every goddamn thing Let the fish and the insects take over the plan You know they’ve got a much better chance than we have To reach the promise land When all is lost and hope is gone When you’ve screamed so much You can’t even breathe anymore Just hold on It won’t be long And we all can drown together It’ll be fun!
7.
Off, off with their heads Wipe down the tools, call in the mess The floor has never looked this clean before Steal, steal the gold The excuse for their horror I promise it’ll sting them so Sweet, sweet revenge I long for you again Even though the last time Didn’t go so well Smack, smack the waste Of a smirk off their face We’ll turn them ourselves in the grave Curse, curse their names and their Sick and cynical games The time has come to anoint them In their shame Sweet, sweet revenge I long for you again Even though the last time Didn’t go so well “No time for empathy, No time for losing sleep” We’ll put the flames to their sheets
8.
I’m craving a distraction Let’s see some fucking action in this place Do you remember back when We said I love you every other day I don’t wanna have your babies Expectations I will never meet I think your family hates me My upstairs neighbors Pacing back and forth I feel less lonely Red string map of the things that I lack Pinpoint what went wrong and pick up the slack I was in a bad way When you found me I was truly a wreck Cutting corners, laughing Concentrating not to jump on the tracks I wanna make you happy But counting all the ways it could go wrong Brain brimming with concrete Counting down every hour ‘til I can go to sleep Making promises that I know I will never keep How many times can I say “Let’s not talk about it” I feel most like myself when you can’t tell I’m a chick
9.
You’re doing everything right I wanna say I’m broke, but I’m just fine I function every day But you’re doing everything right Don’t feel bad I really think I found myself And now I wish I hadn’t looked at all It’s worse than I thought But you’re doing everything right Don’t feel bad
10.
Good Luck 03:08
Honey, you’re home now You’ve wandered far but not too fast Since the neighbors let you out Saying you’re jet-lagged But it felt like a dream Where everybody hates you right back But in the dark I’ll always be the charm You rub for good luck Well maybe you fucked up When you finally got happy Where did your songs go? You only sing when you’re sad, Fucked up, drunk, or detached But in the dark I’ll always be the charm You rub for good luck

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released February 26, 2021

Rachel Lightner (guitar, vocals, saxophone)
Andrew Goetz (drums, vocals, keys, melodic percussion)
Kevin Cunningham (bass, vocals)
Nick McGowan-Filippi (lead guitar)
Zach Fischer (guitar)
Lorenzo Wolff (slide guitar, keys, shrieks, many weird instruments)

Call In The Mess was produced and engineered by Lorenzo Wolff at Restoration Sound Studio in Brooklyn, NY and mixed by Chris Teti at Silver Bullet Studios in Connecticut. Mastered by Andrew Goetz.

Cover art and design by Kay Dargen

Special Thanks:
Jake Sulzer & CIR, Jer Berkin & Lost + Found Touring, Alex Martin & YGAFIP

Counter Intuitive Records 2021

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Brooklyn punk trio Nervous Dater are releasing their second full-length record, Call In The Mess, on February 26 via Counter Intuitive Records.

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