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Daddilout

by The Rooftop Dinosaurs

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1.
Bored 02:29
Summer vacation, the days are supposed to melt away But as soon as the bell rings I'm gonna sing into my pillowcase In my tiny, stuffy room. The air gets stale as the days go by, And there's nothing left to do but curl up and cry. The tears feel wet as I say goodbye to the adequate life that I left behind For boredom in my bedroom. Same thing either way, Wake up, it's another day. I've even gotten tired of running this race. I've exhausted every source of possible entertainment, And now I'm just waiting for someone to make a payment To the fund of suicidal guns. Summer vacation, the days are supposed to melt away But as soon as the bell rings I'm gonna sing into my pillowcase In my tiny, stuffy room. The air gets stale as the days go by, And there's nothing left to do but curl up and cry. The tears feel wet as I say goodbye to the adequate life that I left behind For boredom in my bedroom. It's pretty nice outside, Go out, then go back inside. The outside world works against me. Watching these four walls, I feel like I'm in detainment. I am biodegrading, I no longer need containment Of my mind, because I have given up. Summer vacation, the days are supposed to melt away But as soon as the bell rings I'm gonna sing into my pillowcase In my tiny, stuffy room. The air gets stale as the days go by, And there's nothing left to do but lay down and die. The tears feel wet as I say goodbye to the adequate life that I left behind For boredom in my bedroom.
2.
Curtains 03:08
Okay, so... There's only one thing that's for certain, My destiny is an open window hiding behind my curtains. Warning me with cold air, yet I blame it on my AC I'm safe inside my comfort zone, protected by a hanging sheet. Every day my chances narrow, it's an arrow Being shot by a broken bow, the arrow drops and I stop. Screaming at the arrow when I should repair the bow, I'm gonna stop what I'm trying and head back to what I know. The hardest part of leaving my life behind is switching definite for possible. I'm not sure exactly what I'll find. I'm told to count my blessings, don't even try, but my fervor is unstoppable. I'll live like a bum knowing my life's mine. These curtains block me from what I need, Though I could open them easily. These curtains block me from what I need, Though I could open them easily. I've never woken up in the afternoon, It's an unbreaking routine that I constantly go through. I know I'm good at one thing, don't know my number two. All of these thoughts in my mind are pretty much new. Comparing my life to that of a crack addict Who sat on a crack in the back of a black passage, Who lacked a pact to go back and formed him bad habits, Had apathy so therefore he lost his job, home, and talent. The hardest part of leaving my life behind is switching definite for possible. I'm not sure exactly what I'll find. I'm told to count my blessings, don't even try, but my fervor is unstoppable. I'll live like a bum knowing my life's mine. These curtains block me from what I need, Though I could open them easily. These curtains block me from what I need, Though I could open them easily. There's no reason to give up hope, But I'm scared of getting too close. There's only one thing that's for certain, My destiny is an open window hiding behind my curtains. Warning me with cold air, yet I blame it on my AC I'm safe inside my comfort zone, protected by a hanging sheet. Every day my chances narrow, it's an arrow Being shot by a broken bow, the arrow drops and I stop. Screaming at the arrow when I should repair the bow, I'm gonna stop what I'm trying and head back tO THE CHORUS. These curtains block me from what I need, Though I could open them easily. These curtains block me from what I need, Though I could open them easily. Woo
3.
Dehydration 02:34
Doctor, physician, we need a pediatrician! My son is dehydrated and he needs proper nutrition. Anything that will ease his pain, What ever happened to morphine and novocaine? I think he's running out of time, I think he could be alright, but he doesn't look that great. You're notably distracted and I won't wait For you to rescue him before too late! (That's all I have) Doctor, doctor! I don't want my son to die. Know it's gonna be a bumpy ride, But I want my son to stay alive. You're a monster, Your job is to save a life... He perished with me at his bedside. Goodbye and I'm dying. You're sitting here crying. Ascending, life's ending. The angels weren't sending Their blessings upon me Life's a cruel dark world that's very unforgiving. Doctor, doctor! I don't want my son to die. Know it's gonna be a bumpy ride, But I want my son to stay alive. You're a monster, Your job is to save a life... He perished with me at his bedside. It's all your fault he's dead, you could have spared his life. (And now he's gone, he's gone, because you let him die) Dry, dying breaths under ER lights. (He gasped, he gasped and then you stopped his life) Your choices led to mine, vengeance or forgiveness It's hard to decide. Doctor, doctor! I don't want my son to die. Know it's gonna be a bumpy ride, But I want my son to stay alive. You're a monster, Your job is to save a life... He perished with me at his bedside. Doctor, physician, we need a pediatrician. Doctor, physician, we need a pediatrician. Doctor, physician, we need a pediatrician. Doctor, physician, we need a pediatrician.
4.
Blindsided 03:28
Routine dreams and casual commotions, White skies and minimal explosives. Warm nights filled to the brim with lies, Everything is alright. Everything is alright. A parachute with an extra cord, A gray mountain being rudely ignored. I can't close my mouth, but they like what I say Tell me ma'am, what's on the menu today? Then everything starts to derail. A shattered glass and a drop of blood. The white sheets sheltering worthless crud. It feels as if I've been struck by a train, But I'll just shut up and enjoy the rain. A parachute with two broken cords, A soft song being ripped and torn. Polluted eyes and a broken score. There's not a thing that I taste anymore. I'll keep my eyes widened When I step outside. Yet deeper I go, the less I can fight it. I'm twisted and blindsided. I'll keep my eyes widened When I step outside. Yet deeper I go, the less I can fight it. I'm twisted and blindsided. I try to grasp familiarity Handling life irresponsibly and terribly. I seem to be getting worse off every day: When I close my mouth, they hate what I don't say. I'll pretend that I'm competent, As the fork in the road crosses continents. I'll look back with no sentiment, Yet look forward as I'm breaking down. I'll keep my eyes widened When I step outside. Yet deeper I go, the less I can fight it. I'm twisted and blindsided. I'll keep my eyes widened When I step outside. Yet deeper I go, the less I can fight it. I'm twisted and blindsided. I can't get over it if it's not over yet. I can't get over it if it's not over yet. I can't get over it if it's not over yet. I can't get over it if it's not over yet. I'll keep my eyes widened When I step outside. (I can't get over it if it's not over yet.) Yet deeper I go, the less I can fight it. I'm twisted and blindsided again. (I can't get over it if it's not over yet.) I'll keep my eyes widened When I step outside. (I can't get over it if it's not over yet.) Yet deeper I go, the less I can fight it. I'm twisted and blindsided again. (I can't get over it if it's not over yet.) Woah oh oh oh (et cetera)
5.
Boxes 03:02
I was born into a box, That's how long they've been around. A box formed around conformities, Not built on solid ground. It's dark on its own, But outside there is a light Shining deep into the box. I see a beautiful sight. I'm in a box, I need some space to breathe. I'm in a box, someone rescue me. I'm in a box, and it's so very dark. I'm in a box, and I've almost lost my heart. I was born into a box when my feet hit the ground. I was told to act a certain way, Smile, never frown. I told my mom and dad that It wasn't quite right, But they shut my mouth, And I held it tight. I'm in a box, I need some space to breathe. I'm in a box, someone rescue me. I'm in a box, and it's so very dark. I'm in a box, and I've almost lost my heart. When you're too big for your box, they build you a new one. You're free for a minute then you stick in the glue. Now they say you're fully grown: a proper adult. Work your nine to five job and don't be at fault. Suppress creative thoughts, keep your eyes straight ahead. Thinking for yourself is a sin you can't commit. I'm in a box, I need some space to breathe. I'm in a box, someone rescue me. I'm in a box, and it's so very dark. I'm in a box, and I've almost lost my heart. I had higher hopes for my future, for my life. Sacrificing happiness for one more peaceful night. My feet may be stuck, but my hands still can reach For my far away future, though now it may seem bleak. Ooooooo

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This is The Rooftop Dinosaurs' demo EP, consisting of 5 songs all written by Leo Hamric, Henry Byrne, and Addilyn Fox. These songs were recorded on an iPad mini, so we apologize for the poor quality.

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released December 24, 2016

Henry Byrne: Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Ukulele
Leo Hamric: Vocals, Ukulele, Bass
Addilyn Fox: Drums, Percussion

Album art by Sarah Hiers

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The Rooftop Dinosaurs Columbus, Ohio

Disclaimer: not actual dinosaurs.

This band is a joke, but at least it's a good joke.

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