TBRR

by 2bit

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The other half of RRBT. A last ditch effort to feel human. A cry for help, in an intangible way. A look at life.

The album art is temporary, just like most discomforts. The album is real, like most dread.

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released April 20, 2017

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2bit Virginia

2bit hasn't had time to reinvent himself for college. He's been trying to talk with a British accent and a slight element of swagger to impress the ladies, but, let's face it; it hasn't been working.
So he goes back to his dismal dorm and makes new and unique music forms to release his frustration with all things frustrating.
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Track Name: This Galaxy Is Lifeless.
Cups in a phallic symbol, solos in a row so you can handle
that you got fuck up, while the keg went AWOL
Spit fire and Bacardi, it’s hardly hardening your heart and
It’s partly scarring your smart, who’s smart? You aren’t.
pedantic in writing, you're frantic in lying
a ransom on fighting, it’s canning your mind then
kept searching for signs, but saw the lack, or the minus
their star was a minor, and nebula a time past
This galaxy is lifeless, the string theory is writhing
the lines are back biting, the hand that feeds the rising
Rising in pride and mindless hygiene
It takes pinecone gin and pipe dreams to remind me
Did your stand and stepped down, lips and hands get around
while you claim you want to get out, but same plan, next town
Plenty faced, in many ways, headed way to heady waves
you can shoot boosters every day, but it’s still just empty space



I wrote this album with a lot of nicotine
Dipping and smoking but I quit last week
An alcoholic guard dog wouldn’t let me sing
So I cracked back that leash and decided to speak
I’m done being meek, unraveled with ease
I travel with peeps that would rather me breath
Anecdotes and panicked prose. Its manic mopes if I leave
Pan the gold Its pitiful if I’d rather go to sleep
So I stay up and read. Writing is something I definitely need
So I wrote every line
So I wrote every rhyme
So I wrote every line
So I wrote every rhyme
Some birds got me
Some birds got me
Some birds got me
Some birds got me
Track Name: Mr. Moonshine
We all go through phases, some of them are makeshift
others are abrasive, most are just faceless
Vagrants with facelifts to look better through years
face it, we’ll say shit to trendsetters through here
but we’ll follow like we’re part, as hollow as they are
it’s a model for the stars, so they call on our hearts
keep check on the screen see what’s best for our lean meat
last year, it’s a polos, now it’s V-necks and a beanie
and as much as I mock, I don’t wear ripped shirts with dirt
it hurts to admit, but I’m just another hip nerd
the hit word is hipster, just give me the bag
come back an hour later, in skinnies and plaid
and the influence is, be a musical kid
a decent student, don’t make it big or you’ll lose it
I sit writing with a view, that’s rising from the tomb
see, the problem is, I fit right in with you

Mr. Moonshine, shoot high to the sky (Bring ‘em down.)
Mr. Cool Guy, shoot high to the sky (Bring ‘em down.)
Wicked smooth ride, shoot high to the sky (Bring ‘em down.)
I miss the old I, who am I but a fool in disguise (Bring me down.)
We all look the same
It’s driving me insane
Who will break the chain?
Not me!

We all look the same
It’s driving me insane
Who will break the chain?
Not me!

Just another carbon copy, a sloppy second to humanity
Stopped from fluent ramblings, toppling on shoes handed to me
hobbling to brand the new me as the hot new thing you would see
An annuity to move with me, this proves insanity
The moonshine they give us makes us their own
we’re just slaves to a clone, we became what we stoned
not that I’m any better, I look best no matter the weather
Follow dressing to every letter, every year it gets heavier
After the show you can talk to me personally
Walk up to the person seen and ask if they prefer to be
Alone or a lie, cause it’s cold in the limelight
I focus on lies, but I hold onto pride
The art of not caring is part of this age
Its hard not pairing and part of my feral rage
but with how long it’s been reigning this won’t even change a thing
And you know what? It’s ironic I’m evening complaining….

Mr. Moonshine, shoot high to the sky (Bring ‘em down.)
Mr. Cool Guy, shoot high to the sky (Bring ‘em down.)
Wicked smooth ride, shoot high to the sky (Bring ‘em down.)
I miss the old I, who am I but a fool in disguise (Bring me down.)
We all look the same
It’s driving me insane
Who will break the chain?
Not me!

We all look the same
It’s driving me insane
Who will break the chain?
Not me!
Track Name: So Half Blind We Wrote These Songs On Sheets Of Salty Wood
I thought you like a brother, gave my thoughts and all
Now I’m ditched at the end of a single phonecall?
Trust down the drain, I just feel the pain
You wanted more from me than I could ever ascertain
Ask again, I’ll still answer you slowly
I feel past this whole thing, old news, no bro thing
and even through the shit, I defended your name
and even though you quit, I reprimanded the claims
If our friend ship is valued, then why did you wait?
Why did I stay? The same reason I came.
I thought you as kin, almost more than a firned
at least my damn buddy, and at most my main man
You bled the back that held you, even when I fell too
I made sure to help you and now you show the tell-trues?
I never bent at all, and I even meant it all
And you?
You were never a friend at all.

(Such distance from our friends
like a scratch across a lens,
made everything look wrong from anywhere we stood
and our paper blew away before we'd left the bay,
so half-blind we wrote these songs on sheets of salty wood)

You were my friend for five years, after school light beers
You made me fight fears that I couldn’t describe clear
You dropped out of school when your mind was wiped clear
an alcoholic pot head, while I was right here
We kept the nights clear, talked so our pipes could hear
About anything and everything, from laughs to to live’s tears
Now it seems like light years, since my ears might hear
The crack of pine needles and the snap of pine beer
You stole my money, and then you made it seem funny
That I couldn’t pay you back almost like I was running
That was something that bothered me for years to come
- I remember you screaming at one girl
You stole any woman that I tried to date,
broke any moment that I tried to be great, I’m tired of hate
That’s why I’m about to make the phone call in a while
cause even through the shit
I still want to call you my pal.

(Such distance from our friends
like a scratch across a lens,
made everything look wrong from anywhere we stood
and our paper blew away before we'd left the bay,
so half-blind we wrote these songs on sheets of salty wood)
Track Name: Winter Songs
You’re the hatred that coursed through my veins
Of course I’m pained and very angered
I thought long and hard about heading back home
I guess it’s bad form, but I didn’t, if I was wrong.
Your degradation was my was my motivation
no patience, just haste, and embracing my salvation
scum between toes, between foes, between throes
you should bleed slow as I lead poems against evil
stretched phones to discuss your fate
And the musk of pain was over all
I had my plan and my father’s approval
as God moved on, I became a man.
Your face was on my plate, my brain replaced by hate
As I played with your fate, laced to bait and replace
I lived and breathed to give a little bit of shit to sieve shit
till my father’s call said to forgive him

You don't understand, you should never know
How easy you are to need
You don't understand, you should never know
How easy you are to need

You know better babe, you know better babe,
Than to look at it, look at it like that.
You know better babe, you know better babe,
Than to talk to it, talk to it like that.

My mind is constantly pacing,
embracing, tasting, facing, escaping,
Then it slows, and begins pulsating
gravitate, meditate, what you slipped in
Without my consent, your thoughts creep in
How do I begin again, living life again?
When what she is labeled is a brand of sin
Lift your chin, embrace what you’ve got
Fall down into a chain of want
Not everything you know is what you were taught
So why are we blinded when the line says start
Expire the plant, you cannot have it
My monsters have come, and will wreak havoc
It’s been a long road, to consider it home
I will die before your thoughts turn us to stone
But until that day she flies away
Into the gray
And that’s where I’ll stay.


You don't understand, you should never know
How easy you are to need
You don't understand, you should never know
How easy you are to need

You know better babe, you know better babe,
Than to look at it, look at it like that.
You know better babe, you know better babe,
Than to talk to it, talk to it like that.

Don't give it a hand, offer it a soul
Honey, make this easy.
Track Name: All I Wanted Was You (Round and Round)
I’m so confused, dazed and abused, laced with a ruse
still wander my room for hours at a time just waiting for an excuse

to call, to fall into your voice, this abyss, this
escape from it's impossible, so i just list away in this place

and as the party moves on, i still remain in place softly, caught weak
talking but not all me, rock deep, but definitely not me

you scare me, you're scary, scaring caring from parents, barely
I’m barely there, I’m buried there, I tarry there for very fair

mistress with lips red, kiss this, taste Blistex
think fast, think back, think when and she's left, and she's dead

dead to you, and ready to move, hands on the roof and heady and smooth
but lil more than a tap, comes out when she's headed to move, and enters the move

enters your mood, and fends for food, scavenging like a raven rude
but you love it, you'd love it, love it and say its good

can't break her, take her, say her name in peace again, its easy then
but beating ends, when breathing ends, and easy ends aren't seeing when you're screaming in

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round and round, round and round
round and round, we go around

round and round, round and round
round and round, we still go around

can't pick a place to stay, such a useless state of play
i stay ingrained, stay in flames, and hope that i may grace the paint

take me, paint me, slay me, praise me, hate me, face me, or just change me
faze me, fake me, chase me, cage me, break me, or still hate me but still

let the re-runs twist, in a television wish, hell of a vision that’s dissed in this
distant risk is just in this, an image of her listening in

glistening ends, look like death, look like death, likes look death
looks like giving in isn't best, as you're only given the best of the best

giving up means no thoughts, no end, and still no beginning
just dwell in my room some more but i know that i still won't get it, yet I

dwell on her, felt no hurt, just a fusion of confusion
perusing the useless, viewing a two bit view of youth less uses of uselessness

so leave me by the way side or lead me by the way right
freeze me like the famed night but speak these lines that gave fright