SELF TITLED

by THE OWENS

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released February 24, 2016

All songs written, recorded and produced at home by THE OWENS.
Mastered by Timmy Stefaniak.

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THE OWENS Boston, Massachusetts

Larry, Randy, Brian, Dew

7/26 @ Obriens Pub
9/4 @ Portland, ME
9/10 @ Red Cross, WMA

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Track Name: Stay Drivin
On Saturday you should go out and play/kick the bad habits that's what I tried, to type, to you.
Stay driving so I can too, thats why I typed, to you.
I'm trying to get that weight and stay driving
its my last buck spent on the bus ride.
Track Name: Your Way (Through Mine)
I never really had a different
(I'm sorry if I changed your way
point of interest but yours.
And even if I had it in me
through mine)
I feel like I would
hold everything I think of in.
hollywood in the parking lot,
wish I am, wish I can, a hand of paper weight.... cut
I never really had it in me, I feel like I would sort it out.
And even if I had a different point of interest, we'd still.
Track Name: things.
On the passenger floor
no one asked me for my I.D.
I just walk ahead
some things never change...

So I carve into wood some compulsion
leave the dust for another day
and take the poison train
hoping that some things never change.

What a waste.
What a waste.

It's a waste and I know it.
It's a place that I'm going.
Track Name: 1980's Poison
There's nothing that I, want to shed. Except for the sense, of ridicule.
There's nothing that I wouldn't kick back at, that's raising me right like a dog in class. Break through, these frozen rules.

Paint my eyelids, weightless.
I can keep up....I mean nothing by that.

Please paint what,
won't chip.