II: Captive Audience

by Survivor Girl

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released October 30, 2015

Personnel:
Scott Roger - guitar, vocals
Joe Flach - bass, vocals
Brandon Siegenthaler - drums, vocals

Drums recorded by Jeff Klemm at Free Truman Productions, Akron OH.
Guitars, bass, vocals and auxiliary percussion recorded by Scott Roger, Akron OH.

Mixed and mastered by Gabriel Swarts at Engine Room Recordings, Kent OH.

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50s-style rock & roll from a killer perspective.

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Track Name: Captive Audience
You can’t escape my influence
An audience to impress
Let me lay this all to rest
You’ll be my captive audience
You’ve got to hear me out
It was never my intent to kill
You’ve got to hear me out
How cruel, how cruel to bend you to my will
You’ve got to hear me out
Track Name: Main Squeeze
I’m just a sad boy in an orchard
Existence is torture
To know that you’re not with me
I’ve got to see you, got plans tonight?
Let’s run around in the pale moonlight
You’ll be, be my main squeeze
It seems the summer heat's fled these days
I shiver, a lovelorn haze
As rain drips down the leaves
You'd think my toil ends as the sun goes down
But that's when I head into town
To see, see my main squeeze
In dreams, I see us dancing slow
Your hand on my chest so you know
Each beat for you, it cannot rest
But my tears I’ll hide behind a mask
I’ve got to see you, got plans tonight?
Let’s run around in the pale moonlight
You’ll be, be my main squeeze
In dreams, I see us dancing slow
Your hand on my chest so you know
Each beat for you, I cannot rest
But my tears I’ll hide behind a mask
I’m just a sad boy in an orchard
Existence is torture
To know that you’re not with me
I want to reach out these gnarled hands
And supplicate to your demands
I'll be, be your main squeeze
In dreams, I see us dancing slow
Track Name: Relearn to Kiss
Ooo la la-aa, learn to kiss
Embarrassing to say the least
A secret of which I’m quite displeased
When puppy love takes hold, people end up deceased
So baby try to take it slow
Let your arms pull me in close
Whisper things to me, standing nose to nose
Show me where my hands should sit
Explain the way you purse your lips
And baby, please don’t tell your friends how I learned to kiss
Ooo la la-aa, learn to kiss
Oh my love, I fear the day that you’ll turn and run away
I can’t seem to figure how to make them stay
So many others left me here
The pain would be too much to bear, no paramours for this girl to scare
Show me where your hands now sit
No explanation while your throat is slit
And now you’ll never tell your friends how I learned to kiss
Ooo la la-aa, learn to kiss
Track Name: Let's Split Up
A lonely wind rustles the leaves
Its mournful voice speaking to me
“She comes, she comes ever closer
Accompanied by ones who love her”
The owls above communicate their plans
We watch as the ritual demands
But this girl's different, I can't sit by
As she and her companions die
Are we surprised to hear him say the words you dread?
“Let’s split up”
My run-down post ain’t much to see
But there's not much harbingers need
They say, they say I’m half a man
But that can change by a touch of your hand
The owls above communicate their plans
We watch as the ritual demands
But this girl's different, I can't sit by as she and her companions die
Are we surprised to hear him say the words you dread?
“Let’s split up”
You’re safe with me, but as for him, he’s dead
And that’s why we won’t split up
Track Name: Operator Operator
Calling my baby, no word from her lately
I’ll serenade your dial-tone since you won’t pick up the phone
I’m so alone
Climb to your window, I feel like a weirdo
I’m not some ghost-faced psycho, just gotta say so you know
Once hot, our love’s grown cold
Red hands on rotary, operator operator!
Your friends hanging from trees, operator operator!
I’m just killing time, waiting on a sign
Who knows what we’ll find at the end of the line?
Having a party, I’m gonna make you see
Up the stairs we shall go, I’m stuck to you like Velcro
We’re all alone
Screams from the TV are making it easy
We’ll slice and dice no one knows, this party’s like a warzone
Silence chills to the bone
Red hands on rotary, operator operator!
Your friends hanging from trees, operator operator!
I’m just killing time, waiting on a sign
Who knows what we’ll find at the end of the line?
High school party time, teenagers are dying
Gonna make her mine before I cut the line
Track Name: Any Excuse To Howl
Oh baby, I was a man
I was the man for you
But try as hard as I might, I just couldn’t do right
This poor polished pup would never do
So maybe, I can find my way back
Guided by full moon’s light
Any excuse to howl
Give me any excuse
So lately, I’m on the prowl
My feral charms will not be denied
My territory’s marked, I’m all bite no bark
These rugged good looks will bring a tear to your eye
Don’t hate me, it’s just one of them little love-bites
Breathing slow as your skin grows cold
I feel the heat
Shimmers in the moon’s glow
My memory’s fuzzy and so is my hide
Rev up my engine, I’m ready to ride
Cruise the strip, flashing lights
Check the rearview, I nearly died
Any excuse to howl
Give me any excuse
Track Name: Husk of a Man
Well a long time ago, I loved another’s bride
We sought to rule as one
But caught, we couldn’t leave
Vision denied
They took from me my humanity
Her life cut short as my organs dried
Cursed to live eternally
Cast out to walk the sand
Years and years no sleep
Dried up, a husk of a man
Years and years repeat
Still I wait, wait for you
I’ll wait forever
There’s room in this sarcophagus for two
I’ve got a hunger but no means to satisfy
Just emptiness, no heart or soul
Until the stars align
I’ve got no faith to spare til you are made whole
Shifting dunes shall reveal a cutthroat sunrise
The dawn of our deathless reign
Cast out to walk the sand
Years and years no sleep
Dried up, a husk of a man
Years and years repeat
Still I wait, wait for you
I’ll wait forever
There’s room in this sarcophagus for two
There’s room for you
Track Name: All Signs Ignored
Left the lagoon
Searching for swells
I stole your board
Next time your girl
Low tide!
At low tide I lurk
I’ve the got the moves
To stay on top
I’ll show the world
My monster surf style
Low tide!
At low tide I lurk
All signs ignored, all signs ignored
One more curl for your girl
Track Name: Feel Alive
An idle look from you, I’d forsake the grave
A simple touch, I fear I’d go insane
This sentiment just won’t die
You make me feel alive
Eyes, blue like the sky after rain
My pulse wakes for you, I now feel the pain
Could I reach out and brush your cheek, so warm
Transfer some rigor to my mort
It’s hard to tell you how I feel
It’s been so long these lips have been sealed
An idle look from you, I’d forsake the grave
A simple touch, I fear I’d go insane
This sentiment just won’t die,
You make me feel alive
What I would give to feel your lips touch mine
Resuscitate me, I need your breath inside
If only I could shake off this dust
I’d wrap you in my arms and entomb your trust
My ribcage has been cracked
If I gave you my heart would you give it back
Or would you keep it til the end of time?
My love has been secret, hidden these long years
It's drowning me in this crystal lake of tears
You scream in fear, dismay
My dear, I can’t let you slip away
An idle look from you, I’d forsake the grave
A simple touch, I fear I’d go insane
This sentiment just won’t die,
You make me feel alive
Track Name: Make Out Point
Bodies on their backs, ragged breath in the darkness
Curious fingertips navigate the hem of your dress
Drive on past Make-Out Point
What you wanna do out there?
You’ll cry at Make Out Point
If you were smarter, you'd be scared
Drive on past Make Out Point
All young lovers should beware
You’ll die at Make Out Point
Did not heed the warning, parked on this road to nowhere
Love stuffed in the backseat, smash the window, take you by the hair
Bodies on their backs, steaming blood soaks into my mask
Curious fingertip paints a heart upon your dash
Drive on past Make-Out Point
What you wanna do out there?
You’ll cry at Make Out Point
If you were smarter, you'd be scared
Drive on past Make Out Point
All young lovers should beware
You’ll die at Make Out Point
Track Name: This Party's Dead
I couldn’t imagine lasting this long
A graveyard for students inside college halls
These drunken shindigs, the alcohol flows
I’m offing dumb co-eds but nobody knows
I’m sick of their faces, it’s time for a change
All these urban legends have made me deranged
It’s punishment for recklessness
Your mangled bodies I doubt will be missed
You took my love’s life, oh you did, yes you did
The gleam of my knife, it’s morbid, so morbid
I’ll run slowly it down your spine
To hell we go this dark night
You false academics, skipping every class
You perch every night on the lip of a glass
The breaths you take are not your own
Your heartbeat’s a timer I’ll cleave from the bone
This cold steel, an axe that I’ve long yearned to grind
A mouthful of bleach couldn’t cleanse your insides
Each drop of blood my recompense
We’re all murderers here, let’s drop the pretense
You took my love’s life, oh you did, yes you did
The gleam of my knife, it’s morbid, so morbid
I’ll run slowly it down your spine
To hell we go this dark night
This party’s dead, yeah yeah
This party’s dead, ooo so sad