Stay Wild EP

by Stay Wild

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Stay Wild's Self-Titled EP

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released February 6, 2013

Recorded by Jason Birmingham
Mixed by Nick Riggs and Jason Birmingham
Mastered by Mike Manness

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Track Name: Prologue
Lock and load while your life is being bought and sold.
All you've sown is being reaped away by chains your hold.
With your life in debt...
Track Name: Town Destroyer
Let's kill George Washington and scatter his bones in the moonlight and dance in the flames as we burn our idols tonight.
Let's kill George Washington and take his ash and melt the chains and sing in rejoice as we finally end the pain.

A facade dressed up in a smile, so soft spoken and docile, clings to your conscience with the integrity of your beliefs defiled.
A statue with some style, so soft spoken and docile, will bring the pain of yesterday with that same crooked smile.

Let's kill George Washington, let's douse his remains in gasoline, and as your monuments crumble, you'll realize that they were never there, they never meant a thing.
Track Name: Never, Again
Driven by lust, this world was never safe from those who pursue to greet it's taste with the intent of selfish satisfaction.
These creatures were the bane of love and reality.
This world was never safe from itself.

Collapsing pressure, withheld refusal,
this bitter silence is the soundtrack for hungry wolves.

Never again.
Never, again.

Too many times, too little time to heal.
So many times, too numb to ever feel.
Too many cries, sick with no emotion.
Too many times to realize this shouldn't happen.

The scars won't fade, nor the nightmare made,
and the bitter taste thought to tame just doesn't seem to kill the crave.


I've been crying to the skies to kill the memory but it offers no answer and no one can hear me.
For all my days I've kept my body a temple, now with emotion so broken I can never reassemble
I've been crying to the skies to kill the memory, It offers no answer and no one can hear me.
For all my days I've kept my body a temple, now he's taken it from me, he's taken it from me.

The hole inside my heart can never be filled, for no one loves me and they never will.
With this emptiness I'll lead a selfish life, ruining lives of others and mending mine.
The hole inside my head can never be filled, for no one helps me and they never will.
With this emptiness I'll lead a selfish life, ruining lives of others and worsening mine.


May your soul burn in hell for what you have done, and with no remorse, I also feel none.
While you shut your eyes to sleep let it echo through your ears;
The penetrating cry from her unheard voice.
She had no choice.
Track Name: 21st Century Philosophy
We've come a long way and we got nothing to show but open cupped hands and seeds un-sown.
We've come a long way but we got so far to go when we plant no seeds yet still expect growth.

Effortless - with no passion or drive.
Effortless - we waste every try.
Ungratefulness - for no reward in hand but we should
Expect less - when we don't even attempt.

With open skies we'll wait, but never find our light, and here we'll stand denying everything that defined our life.
So much time pushing so much aside, half the heart of what we can give, when debating your meaning, you'll find none.

We've come a long way and we got nothing to show but fashion, food, boredom, destitution we were sold.
We've come a long way now we got nowhere to go when we show no progress, just ability to grow old.


Anticipation firm with no lessons learned, we'll wait quietly 'til there's no time left. Wait to reap what we earned, give defeat the glory as we lie in our beds.

And oh, the taste of ambition's never been so stale since the day I gave up, and as I kneel and hail days of satisfaction on the shelf, I'll await my rescue but I'll never plead help.