Nothing's On The Line

by Olde Dogs

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released November 5, 2019

Olde Dogs:

Mike D'Amore: Vocals, Guitar
Rob Morales: Bass, Backing Vocals
Seth Nelsen: Drums, Backing Vocals

Produced by Greg Thomas and Olde Dogs

Engineered and mixed by Greg Thomas and Chris Teti at Silver Bullet Studios

Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Mastering

Artwork: Lauren Kolesinskas
@lkolesin on Instagram
laurenkolesinskas.com

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Olde Dogs combines punk with elements of alternative music to create their sound. Suitable for fans of Descendents, NOFX, Strung Out, Hum, Guttermouth, Pennywise, Jawbreaker, Rancid

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Track Name: Last Man Not On Twitter
I know where the people go who think they got a lot of shit to say
Some provide a benefit while others kinda just get in the way
I don't have enough time
It might be good for some but not for me
I'll take a pass this once
I never had one
Cause I'm the last one to say that I'm not on Twitter
I know I'd have fun but if I had one I'd overuse
Yeah I wanna see the world but not through the filter of a phone
The feeling of experience is better than vicarious from home
But I'm not blaming you
If you get that benefit it's only a matter of your choice
How you wanna spend your time and how you want to exercise your voice
It might be good for some but not for me
I never had one
Cause I'm the last one to say that I'm not on Twitter
I know I'd have fun
But if I had one I'd overuse
That's why I choose to not be on Twitter
Track Name: It's Worse
No rest, no sleep
What you tryin to do to me?
At best, it's a test
It's worse
I'm fine, no lie
Well it won't be once I pass the time
My eyes stay wide
If they don't then I'll never survive
It's about time to be thinking about something else
Like anything else
Stay near, no fear
If you can smile then we're in the clear
At best, it's a test
What's worse
Dwelling on one thing
Or taking it in with everything?
At best, it's a test
Think first
It's about time to be thinking about something else
Like hammering nails, taking the stairs, sending some mail
Or anything else
Track Name: The Art Of Letting Go
Every word out my mouth isn't gonna be gold
Every lyric I spit isn't a story worth being told
If you're less than perfection you can join the club
There's no price of admission you just need to admit you suck
There's an art of letting go and moving on
There's a fart for every rose. Pick one
There's an art of letting go and you get to choose
What things you'll be taking with you and what you want to lose
If you're less than perfection join the fucking club
There's no price of admission you just need to admit that you suck
There's an art of letting go and moving on
There's a fart for every rose and you get to pick one
Track Name: Not Enough
I wanna take away your freedom
I wanna take away your fun
I wanna take away the good ideas that you've got, that I don't
Just need a little more. It's not enough
Just need a little more of your stuff
Just need a little more to fill our cup
But there's a hole in the bottom
I wanna take away your choices
Until you're left with the only other options and they're all mine
Track Name: So Chemical
I'll never make it
It's just a phrase and I'm going to erase it
I got it going on in all of the right parts
And that's a start
And the thrill of the difficult
Is pointing towards what's got me feeling so chemical
Can't let go of this feeling
I know I'll shake this
But these are days when it's kind of hard to take it
I'm feeling stuck in it
But that's a start
And the thrill of the difficult
Is pointing towards what's got me feeling so chemical
Can't let go
It's a feeling so incredible
What can I say
Running out of my own way
What can I do
Pick and choose or forever lose
Track Name: There's A Feeling In The U.S.A.
Fight them first then make the call
Anyone who isn't sitting with us must be wrong
We are gonna doubt you, facts with or without you
Just as long as January comes we meet again
How many years since you had your own opinion?
You don't want the truth. You want to stay
And if you're not a total fuck up we won't oust you
It's the feeling in the USA
I don't commit to anything
You can't tell me what I believe
Because I'm only gonna say what can be taken the right way
We won't change
You keep us tame enough just not to do it
And it's barely working for today
You don't wanna hear me when I say it
There's a feeling in the USA
Oh yeah. Can you feel it?
Track Name: Lame Staleys
There was this great man, had a voice of gold
He made his money from the talent in his soul
Then came the 50 who tried to imitate
They came up well short. Now it's getting lame
It ain't pretty
You're Staley or shitty
Impale me. Don't make me listen to it
Embarrassing. Sing like yourself
There was this great man, voice you could admire
His style was so hot now it's catching fire
The only thing is this fire's burning down
My brain and ears. They hurt. It's time to lay it down
It ain't pretty
You're Staley or shitty or shittier
Track Name: Brace Yourself
We're not running out of time
Revolution of the mind never stops and it can't be governed away
Close your eyes you'll never see
It's not a matter of belief
What's at stake is what can be governed away
We're outside and we want you to know we're feeling it
Inside it's a primetime show
We're watching you
Maybe we've all got a little more to grow
You feel it too?
Deep down there's a few things we all know
2 is more than 1 and 1
Come together get it done
What we want is to not be governed away
Feeling scared? Why should you
Brace yourself. Make your move
Why give up? Seek the truth
Wake yourself. Make your move
Track Name: Shape The Day
You can shape the day how you want it
Walk through the turnstile or jump it
You see there's nothing left to lose
Face in your phone
Nobody's home
Cause you're a drone
You're all alone
When they drop a trial freestyle
You gotta find a way
You can't foresee the day when it all will go away
Just cause you're doing a lot doesn't mean a lot's getting done
You slave away while they have their fun
You share that I'm disgusting
You type you think I'm fucked up
It's digital. Pick your head up
The real world's better
You're the only one who can choose
Track Name: Fingertip Lift
Turn on your light
So I can see you coming near me
Turn on your light
Dare you give me death this early
It's barely a lift of your fingertip
Turn on your light
Why don't you give your intention?
Turn on your light
Your incentive should not need mention
Track Name: I'm Alright
Head in the clouds or into what's around
Does it matter what? It's always not good enough
Live in the ground or with a big bank account
Does it matter what? It's always not good enough
If you see me falling down I'm alright
For it's just another bump in the ride
Making new sounds or faking it from what's already around
Does it matter what? It's always not good enough
Making the rounds or laying in wait cause there's nothing around
So I won't just throw it all away
And die an unhappy wreck
Cause I don't know the path I'm gonna take
But I wanna see
Track Name: Instead
How can grieving souls cope?
Oh no
Heal all the unknown
Why? I can't find all of my mind in its right place
Cause I've been looking for it
It's coming to me
Despair and dignity
Why try to be happy? Just fucking do it instead