Pace Yourself, .​.​. For This Is Tricky Business

by Cunt Cuntly

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All song written and recorded by DeSalvo.

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released January 19, 2017

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Cunt Cuntly Lowell, Massachusetts

Joe DeSalvo: Guitar, song writter (2011-)

David Harmon: Guitar (2011, 2014- 2015)

Nolan Grzegorzewski: Bass (2014-2016) Sax (2015-2017)

Alex Sullivan: Vocals (2015-2016)

Ben Clark: Vocals (2015-2017)
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Track Name: Wasteland
"You should change your band name"
Track Name: Holy Smokes
Fuck, fuck, fuck it all to death,
I thought I knew it all.
But now I'm contemplating how it is that
I could leave it all behind.
Once upon a time I cared for your life,
fuck, fuck, fuck it all to death, I thought I knew it all.

My heart now loves regret, light up a cigarette.
The fire still burns on my tongue but I could bet
that after some time T to V would be true.
Cause' without me, there is no you.

1, 2, 3, Baby I don't know a thing about
whats going on, whats going on right now.
I'm begging for salvation.
I am, praying for temptation.
I've got no money, I've got no car.
I don't even know how we got this far.
Tear your heart out and scream my name,
don't ever act like you can't be replaced.

Don't ever tell me that your feelings were true,
when I saw him in the shirt that I bought you.
I don't understand how you can't see that I didn't loose you,
no, you lost me.
Don't you ever say that I don't understand.
Face the music and be a man.
I've known this whole time whats going on.
No, don't call me when hes gone.

1, 2, 3, Baby I don't know a thing about
whats going on, whats going on right now.
I'm begging for salvation.
I am, praying for temptation.
I wake up scared, its far too strange.
As I only ever fear just staying the same.
But holy smokes do I bet it feels wrong,
to sit with him, and play my songs.

My heart now loves regret, light up a cigarette.
The fire still burns on my tongue but I could bet
that after some time T to V would be true.
Cause' without me, there is no you.
Track Name: Beverly Pills
Deathcores dead.

I hate everything not Deathcore.
Post in forums calling everyone gay.
I wish I had some friends to talk to,
when I sit in my room and masturbate.

I claim to hate a bunch of bands I secretly listen to.