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Delicious Dark Myths

by Andrew Accardi & Robbers

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1.
Prose I 02:30
2.
Make your mind up. Stop thinking so much. It doesn't matter who's lips your kissing. It's just another night to keep to ourselves. Let's go to your room. Take off your clothes. Lay in your bed. Don't say a fucking word. Trouble maker, Don't go telling Anybody what I'm about to do. I have no control Of where my hands might go. No, I won't hurt you. I just want to make you feel good. Tearing at your hair, you begin to cry. You start screaming for help, but no one can hear.
3.
Prose II 00:19
The fire of the revolving force to desire lust is ceaseless without innocence.
4.
Wood 03:55
The beast comes from the sea to feast on my chest. The beast comes from the sea to feast on my chest. With every bit of energy I've built up inside I will feed it's children the entire nation. The language of history suggests it's a crime To live as you're meant to live and be who you are, But the ancient kingdom where the soul lays at rest Will assemble an army to defend it's homeland. Wait, wait. You're way too crude. Wait, don't worry about me. You're way too crude. The "civilized" people with "civil" agendas Seem to overlook cultural union. The rainbow of colors blind provincialism With infinite perspective and infinite wisdom.
5.
Prose III 00:28
We are all passionate, but have a hard time being passionate with each other.
6.
Handsome 04:15
Oh, my world is swindling me. I'll live my whole life faking the american dream. I'll chew the meat right off of the bone And gain a few fucking pounds and waste my life a buffoon. Why, my lover are you hiding away From that murdering scum that shares my name? There's a beautiful world that I've built in my mind And for the life of me I can't decide who to invite. Acres of acrylic paint replenish spirit. The grass is greener, The chocolates sweeter, And the drinks are all paid for. Why, my lover are you hiding away From this wonderland I've built inside of my brain? Let me just clarify the way things are. There are forces in this universe Out of our control. We analyze the shape and size Of a boundless concept, then we print and package and sell it For a handsome profit. The truth is that the songs been sung And the book already writ, The numbers been proven And the film edited. The sake of soul has been embellished through a fabrication. It's such a sin, and I tell you now this ain't no way to exist. We doll ourselves up real nice And talk with big words. We agree to disagree On the inevitable. We defy each other mentally For no good reason. You drive me mad. You drive me fucking insane.
7.
Prose IV 01:30
8.
Property 03:18
Don't say you love me, babe, And don't say you don't. Live as that innocent element I've always known. I want to carry you inside of my belly And introduce you a world of infinity. Purest ingredient in this delicious myth Needs a spoon full of vanity to end what has no end. My unique relationship with God is absolute. Every waking gesture allocates the love within me. I see you. Some day we'll unite and our prayers will answer. Possess lightness and harness it in our hands. Let love live within, and be loves property.
9.
Prose V 00:18
To understand an infinite universe we need infinite patience.
10.
The ocean felt like caving inside the monolith. My fate has been painted. I'm inside the monolith. You better waive your courage. Baby, disregard me As a picture perfect painting; As Mona Lisa's son. I'm nailed within a faulty frame. I feel so righteous. Sweet angel, give me plenty. Your love: It better waive your confidence. My heart was filled with fear As the weeks were rolling by me With no word from Washington D.C. So I took the liberty Of heading in your direction With a letter wrapped In pink and gold and green. It didn't say much of anything Besides that I still love you and I need you Written in Portugese. If you want my honesty: My deepest darkest secrets ain't so secret Unless you are here with me. So, I'll wait and hope for the best. I'll hope for you, but I doubt that we'll make it.
11.
Prose VI 00:20
Let the important things be important.
12.
I am so cautious, I'm like a raging alcoholic. I am so cautious, I'm like a minor snorting coke lines. My head floats up circumventing thought and soul. Historically, we've let our culture go missing. I'm so outrageous, I'll disassociate my being. Insatiable girl, your fruitless temptations toward peace Forbid me to keep my love flourishing. Unfavoring: Our leaders rule themselves immune. I'm so inspired, I'm universally accepting That logic is wasted. My intuition isolates my passion.
13.
Prose VII 00:12
You truly believe you have nothing to do with the way things are?
14.
Grubby Smut 04:33
I don't see the point in taking your hand And posing myself as a deep romantic. I'd rather play around with cheeky women And drink until I can't see straight. I've decided to enslave myself To a warred and wasted life of artistry. I'll paint myself alone shackled, The way a grubby smut like I should be. My generation's lost it's sense of hunger. The virgin body bait's the hunter's libido. Your naivety is pawned and hustled With an incredibly subtle finesse. It takes a lot of strength to lie. It takes a lot of courage to not care. I know now not to embrace you Because I owe myself much more than that. Dissolution breaks the bonds With every single person you have met. Your indecision keeps you still. Your standard will corrode your love away. I'd rather travel the world alone; Catch a bus to Minneapolis, Live out on the streets uptown And leave behind the me I'm meant to be.

about

This album was recorded over a span of 2 months starting in mid- November 2011, and ending mid- January 2012.
All of these songs were recorded in Brad's Basement.

All of these songs were independently budgeted and recorded without any label or Kickstarter help. If you want to make an album: bust your ass, save up and do it. Don't ask the world to do your job for you.

Thank you to my family and my friends, and thanks to everyone who has ever supported or performed with ROBBERS. Without you, I wouldn't have a reason to live.

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released April 10, 2012

All songs written, arranged, produced, and performed by Andrew Accardi except Saxophone on "Grubby Smut", performed by Michael Gagliardi
All lyrics and proses by Andrew Accardi
Tracks 2, 4, 6, 8, 10, 12, 14 recorded, and engineered by Bradley Cordaro, Mixed by Bradley Cordaro and Andrew Accardi
Tracks 1, 3, 5, 7, 9, 11, 13 recorded, and mixed by Andrew Accardi
All songs mastered by John Naclerio at Nada Mastering
Album artwork by Andrew Accardi
_INITIATIVE 2012_

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