Atom Driver - Slackjaw

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Recorded at Cannon Found Soundation (Union City, NJ)
by Jesse Cannon.
Mixed by Steve Evetts.
Mastered by Jesse Cannon.

Cover design by Stuart Wexler
Meat+Potatoes Brand Graphics
meat-and-potatoes.net
www.facebook.com/meatandpotatobrandgraphics/

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released January 12, 2017

Atom Driver:

Mark Segal - Guitar, Vocals
Justin Ingstrup - Bass
Mike Polilli - Drums

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Bandcamp: atomdriver.bandcamp.com

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Track Name: Hate Me Now
A battle call
To any and all
Filling ears with total fiction

Take me to town
Try to take me down
Take your swing
Just beware the thing you bring to bear

Seeped into your blood
You paint me red
A scarlet mark for all your failure

Drowning in mud
Brown and dead
A cipher of all one’s pleasure

A battle call
To empty heads
Sell a bridge to total nonsense

You think I’d break
Your big mistake
Take your swing
Just beware the thing you bring to bear

Seeped into your blood
You paint me red
A scarlet mark for all your failure

Drowning in mud
Brown and dead
A cipher of all one’s pleasure

Hey! You may hate me now, but wait until I nail you to the ground Don’t go! I have a special gift. I’ll grind you up til there’s nothing left at all.
Track Name: Slackjaw
All hail the backwards turner
Slackjaw defend your right to never know Shake fists at what is coming White knuckled grip on what was tossed tossed long ago

Take back back the thing
That never really was
Reshape all the ways
And put em in their place
Set it back everything or not at all

All hail the witless winner
Slackjaw won't let the truth abide
damn the wheels in motion
Slackjaw is god and guns and what what he feels inside
Track Name: Knives In
Knives in
Knives are out
Shine on
What you're not
It's what
You're about
Bad taste
But in the truth you taste the
Pain!

When your mask come apart 'cause I know what you are
You think you're the king think again 'cause I know what you are

Because
You fool 'em all
Doesn't
Mean a thing
Your not
Using me
Bad taste
But in the truth you taste the
Pain!

When your mask come apart 'cause I know what you are
You think you're the king think again 'cause I know what you are

There it is
All you are
Take a hint
And walk
I've said
Enough
Hey!

When your mask come apart 'cause I know what you are
You think you're the king think again 'cause I know what you are
Track Name: Cowboy
Brazen
Pilfered
Demanded
Take take take all and more

Soulless
Take take take all and more

All get in or out of the way

I state clearly
You can't kill me
Don't you see it's all for me

Rape the world and tell us about how she was loving it Seem surprised when you find that yours is not the truth

God damn you are such a fucking cunt!

Orphaned
Reason
Abandoned
Take take take all and more
Track Name: Best Defense
Culled from the right
Chews on the light
Not unlike the way that Saturn ate his young

Set on a path
From bogus math
And Wished upon

All these years you waited here in hopes your prince would come Stand and blare go on a tare and beat your hateful drum And all... all that's left... left to stop... stop you is the sun

Hate for the grist
White knuckled fists
Marches on the dream of what could surely come

Remake the brand
Your promised land
And gaze upon

All these years you waited here in hopes your prince would come Stand and blare go on a tare and beat your hateful drum And all... all that's left... left to stop... stop you is the sun

When nothing's right and nothing's left

Sun up.... The best defense