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The debut release from Depression Era.

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released October 25, 2016

Depression Era Vol. 1
Andrew Hercules & Arthur Yeung

Written, Recorded and Produced by Depression Era
Mastering: Martin Bowes (The Cage Studios) www.thecagestudios.co.uk
Photos & Design: Vadim Kristopher theshynessofstrangers.com
Makeup: Robin Kristopher

DepressionEra.ca
depressioneraband@gmail.com
@DepressionEraTO

Electric Bat Records
2016

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Track Name: Signals
There’s something in the air here
Floating transparent in this cloud of ether
There’s too much interference
Chain is broken

It comes is waves like some nauseous feeling
A phenomenon straight out of science fiction
Pricking our ears, but not piercing skin

Now were calling out any name that comes to mind
Hands outstretched with palms up facing the sky
Raise your antenna up to the heaveans and listen
There’s no more resistance
No more resistance

Adjusting the transceiver
The signal’s not getting any clearer
We’re willing and receiving, but the meter’s still

Now were calling out any name that comes to mind
Hands outstretched with palms up facing the sky
Raise your antenna up to the heavens and listen
There’s no more resistance
No more resistance
No more resistance
No more
Track Name: Good Night Sweet Charlatan
Underneath your bed
There's a charlatan
Who's only aim is to keep you safe
From undo harm
The wolves at bay
Cause no alarm

Why would I lie so close
Only to whisper nothings
Sweet white noise

Fucked by love
Is this something typical
Fucked by love
Sinking deeper, deeper still
Fucked by love
Let me make you beautiful

On your closet shelf
There's a hidden hell
You keep tucked away
Under lock and key
In a black box
So they wont see

Why would I lie so close
Only to whisper nothings
Sweet white noise

Fucked by love
Is this something typical
Fucked by love
Sinking deeper, deeper still
Fucked by love
Let me make you beautiful
Fucked by love
Let me make you beautiful
Track Name: In a Glass Elevator
Fragile reflected in panes, such high class encased in glass
Ground floor and the street down below, buttons light up
At your mere touch
The consummate professional

Up, you say it's business but it's pleasure doll
Up, I know it's nothing personal
Up, you only give them what they've got to have
Up, I know it's nothing personal

We're all so excited to see how this turns out, when you go down
You're everything we only want
When you show and don't tell, It's only natural, to look and then touch
When you show and don't tell, it's only natural, you're on your way to the top

Up, you say it's business but it's pleasure doll
Up, I know it's nothing personal
Up, you only give them what they've got to have
Up, I know it's nothing personal
You're on your way to the top
Up, up, up...
Track Name: Like Hell
Lead turns back into gold
Innocence get devoured
They let loose the hounds
It's the eleventh hour

When we make

Empires rise up and fall
The watchmen sound all alarms
Taboos are damning our souls
But we feel safe without a word

When we make love like hell

The lambs lie down in our wake
There's only just this one thing
Needing more strength in our knees
The serpent ring is complete

When we make love like hell
When we make love like hell
Can't wait another night
Feels like we're burning alive into the afterlife
Go deeper and deeper
Yes all the toil and blood we have coming to us
We had better earn it
Feels like we're burning alive into the afterlife
Go deeper and deeper
Yes all the toil and blood we have coming to us
We had better earn it
Well it's the end of the world
Track Name: Nothing at All
Let what's current caress you
The chill air undress and arouse you
We started this as naked children
Now we're returning again
The fine hairs on your neck
Standing on their ends
Your lips tremble
Your cheeks fill with blood

All you ever had to say was nothing
You took this young lovers heart
And pulled it up from the dust
All you ever had to say was nothing
Words just get in the way
There's more we've got to discuss
Now you don't close your eyes
Just look deep into mine
Stomach starts to rise
And you've no sense of time

All you ever had to say was nothing
All you ever had to say was nothing
All you ever had to say was nothing at all

Now we're both letting go
Then losing all touch
At the edge of the cliff
We start the descent
There's no shadow of a doubt
I'd trade the calm for the rough
In a heartbeat
Swept into the air
Without any regret

All you ever had to say was nothing
You took this young lovers heart
And pulled it up from the dust
All you ever had to say was nothing
Words just get in the way
We've got more to discuss
Now you don't close your eyes
Just look deep into mine
Stomach start to rise
And you've no sense of time

All you ever had to say was nothing
All you ever had to say was nothing
All you ever had to say was nothing
All you ever had to say was nothing at all
Track Name: Feel This
Tell me if you feel this?
Just tap your endings
How is your spark?
Is it impaired and dull
Do you need a jump?
Are you not conducting?
Well everything's plugged in
The stage has been set and all that is left is your grand entrance

Tell me if you feel this?
Is your system nervous?
You know our intentions the rabble is restless as are the curtains
Then come the needles and the pins, set in your fingertips
If the picture's not clear we'll gladly be there to adjust your reception.

The roar of the applause
You're adored by the audience
Arrival becomes you
And when the glamour fades
We'll revile your glory days
Arrival becomes you