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All In Your Head

by Happy Tooth & Dug

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TieraDPhoto Its honest, lyrically and instrumentally bad ass as well. This band never seizes to make a push play record. Always a threat and Good for you are stuck in my head but the rest are just as good. I could listen to this everyday, oh wait I have <3 Favorite track: Good For You.
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1.
La Fin 04:51
(Dug) The general cloud of several sounds you almost hear but can't put down the hamster wheel I ran aground No I can't stand to stand around so I lay here My echo chamber's got a pop filter and blankets up I'm in here saying stuff I really can't escape it much I'm cold calling bloggers I'm socially awkward Rewrite the email seven times Please profile my song words Rescheduling our date again Please do not make me say, "Ahem." I realize warning you I'm trash is not a license to be trash But then, one day I'm gonna die and I hear then the horn wins But up until that point it's all that holds me back from forfeit It's time to take a moment to remember that I'm running late from what I advertise to be my freedom in the form of an escape Because it is, into the craft As in a ship or like a raft and if it breaks I bet I'll gasp like I'm surprised or something (Ryan Liptak) (Chorus) Patience makes my head hurt. Tell me what's your time worth. Life spent lead in circles. I think it's time to end. (Happy Tooth) Wish there was a way out. Tell me how to teleport. When I wrote the pain down the whole thing felt so self-absorbed. Don't know what this hell is for. I woke up again this morning. Woke up and felt like mourning more things I keep ignoring. No one's gotten out alive. We fixate on how we'll die. Happens over and over and over a thousand times. I work a job to make money to spend it on art. To make art about hating my job and having no money left for bills or art. Toxic prophet. Startin moshpits with lost kids. Cause when we feel alone we all need someone to talk with. I think that I've been here. Our fates look identical. All our walls are meant to fall. And I wish it was preventable. But if I stay distracted I can frame the fragments of all the folks I interacted and laughed with. I don't know what to do today. I just wanna recuperate. If I choose to stay losing faith, remind me what I used to say. The future's made from new mistakes. the music's played to escape us. (Chorus) (Dug/Happy Tooth) Always in at least eight places at once We keep falling asleep and the days turn to months Greet catastrophe casually Can't say that I'm glad to see you but you might as well stay a while Well I'd hate to smile and not really mean it. Been forcing it recently, cycle's repeated Been feeling defeated. This realization only really feeds it Just cause you got demons don't mean you're genius It's not a big deal, it's several small deals combined Everything feels contrived. Even if inside, wounds heal in time. We feel alive only when we're close to death or over-stressed. So upset but won't confess to being a broken mess just yet. I still see at shows sometimes old friends from high school I shout you out because I'm sorry this is the only time that I'll ever write you I feel past my prime Like I am a Raichu But I've yet to get there, when I get there I'll invite you There's songs I wanna die to. Got a playlist for my funeral. We're trying to write the right thing. Same shit, different musical. There's nothing I can do at all. This dream's reoccurring. In other words, I've come to terms, and don't need your reassuring.
2.
(THE SIGNS HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THERE. DISASTER IS IMMINENT.) (Happy Tooth) I've got friends who don't believe in the future or their choices. I know people that claim clairvoyance from rare poisons. Shared voices. I've seen visions from another time. There's a universe where everybody wants to die and nothing's fine. When I was a kid I didn't understand anxiety. I thought everyone felt the same and so I fought it quietly. Before I go to the store, I think of nine car pile ups. And when I open up the door it's kinda hard to find the guts. I'm just catastrophizing, which is practiced lying. I tell myself I'm actively dying. When I'm actually smiling. Another Saturday, a masquerade of plastic frames. I only came to visit cause tomorrow you might pass away. I wouldn't wanna see a party I'm not part of. Your head craves the hard stuff regardless of what the heart wants. And we're all made of stardust. Eventually those stars collapse. In my head we play the set, but nobody starts to clap. Everything could go wrong again. The songs'll blend til we're no longer friends and it's not pretend. I'm promisin, that nothin's even happened yet. But until I laugh at it and catch my breath I'll still practice death for lack of an active threat. (Chorus) It's all in your head. There's always a threat. (Dug) It's already over again Over and over again. The worst thing that ever happened Just like last time And I'm still dead from that one It's insurmountable. Even without all the downward pull From all the doubt but it's powerful Still in a drought when it showers too But anyway, how are you? I'm just a coward who is stuck in the past the way I imagined it Shame it ain't happened yet But that doesn't mean that I can forget or stand for it. But I can project the way that I do when it's bad and I make it disastrous, yeah that's the step, no asterisks, retract your bets then it's back to bed; like, wait, what's stopping me? Besides the self-fulfilling prophecies It's how I live my life so sloppily. It's gotta be, the wrong in me & everyone can tell I saw it coming but I did nothing. I saw it coming but I did nothing, I said (Chorus)
3.
Good For You 02:04
(Happy Tooth) (Chorus) Loose like a crooked tooth that you shouldn't move. Two pills you should consume. Cause it's good for you. Soon I just took a few. I was lookin blue. Due like the bill is too, cause it's good for you. (Dug) Roll the dice and take your own advice Stay outta debt. Forget about professionals The skeptical's defense from all the needed care So be aware, or better yet, take as credible the mess of views you found up on the net Yes The coping strategy for those that's lacking the insurance Or cannot conserve to purchase care As in nobody does, apparently we're fine with that. So why not try a healing crystal in lieu of a spinal tap? We know how that ends but still we take the tape rewind it back & yeah, the rest is usually investment opportunities like human needs The roots, the seeds, the leaves and hey, before you leave take everything that isn't bolted down, and bolt it down It's good for you (Chorus)
4.
(Happy Tooth) Another night awake I guess I'll never sleep at all. Say it's meant to be and what you do can be unspeakable. And I don't need control. That's just not who I am. No man is an island, but I'm stranded by the night stand. Started this whole thing as a way to escape myself. Nowadays it's been a cage to debate my hell. If something bad happens I'll say it's supposed to be, Even if I brought it on myself supposedly. I never gave up, but I gave in though. Nonetheless, it almost sorted out this fuckin mess in some respects. My shortcomings are forthcoming. I'm only sure of something, I wasn't born for nothing. We weren't born for nothing. But if it ends tonight. That's how it's gotta go. Even if I'm by myself I know I'm not alone. Fate's just a way to justify a bunch of lies. So I'll tell myself everything's fine a hundred times, and I'm fine. (Ryan Liptak) Afterglow, but it hardly shows. Is this the spark to set the blaze? I suppose, to never know, couldn't be the worst of ways. (Dug) "You made it this far," I mutter under guitar & get down with the get down & get over myself Or we could flip out, a 180, some day we maybe will But til then doing the Mope and feeling helpless don't help Dance in the waterfall, like dribbling a soccer ball As in, I can't do either well, but, hell, it's never stopped me before The pieces seem to fit. You'd see if you believed in it But then what would I sing about & think about for hours some more? Shrug it off, the shoulder weight You feel you have to hold of late If that was the solution you would've seen some kind of movement by now Go head and clip my wings That only makes it interesting & as for all the misery it's just one more thing I'm figuring out & in the grand scheme it's all a damn scheme Until I get the people dancing, I don't know what I came here to do I do it anyway, like every day, and anyway I tell myself most every day I don't have to explain it to you (Ryan Liptak) Afterglow, but it hardly shows. Is this the spark to set the blaze? I suppose, to never know, couldn't be the worst of ways. The longest night can't last for days. (Dug) Leave behind a monument to all of it. Acknowledgement that it is what it is, and therefore, will be what it will be.
5.
I'm just a tiny dying star in this universe. Trying to find light inside the dark with my useless words. Shoot the birds, and kill off all the wildlife. Move the dirt for what it's worth, and tell us we're gonna die tonight. Lightning strikes, more often then you think it does. If we got struck tonight, would anybody drink to us? Or will we shrink to dust? Leaving only ink to touch. Always lost in thought... Or we don't think enough. There's too much ugly in my bloodstream. It's either something lovely or unclean. Now I can't tell if I want Heaven or Hell. They poisoned our water and now they're selling the well. Oh well..... I'm a silent, dead key on a piano that's broken. Anti-heroic unspoken poet no one will notice. Hope's a thing with feathers. And all of mine are plucked. Float or sink forever it's better with eyes shut. We can't see how minuscule we are. A voice is pointless when it ridicules the stars. Meaningless or meaningful, There almost is no need to pull or push if everyone's drowning, alarms are sounding, and our hearts are pounding. What if nothing is ever what it seems? What if everyone is dead and we're all living in a dream? This place is a science fiction novel written in second person, by a guy who wasn't there that talked to a guy who observed it. It takes too much concentration to have a conversation. So shut the fuck up, or get stuck up in the constellations. Conservation, has never been my strong point. Out of gas, and out of road, and into the wrong void. What is the meaning of life? Give me a reason to write. A detrimental kiss from an existential devious knife. If nothing matters and actions happen randomly, let's agree we can't agree and go and start another family. The meaning of life for me is being an artist. Sleeping in garbage with unbelievable hardship. But everything's fine this is exactly what I wanted. If it wasn't well fuck it, I guess I've already done it. Fate is a monster, I'm always late to the concert. Saying all the wrong words and failing like clockwork. I hate impostors, but fear that I am one. I'd like to conquer but it's clear I'm here and I can't run. I wasted life trying to understand why I'm living it. Another makeshift knife plunged into my skinny ribs. Fate is a monster, I'm always late to the concert. Saying all the wrong words and failing like clockwork. I hate impostors, but fear that I am one. I'd like to conquer but it's clear I'm here and I can't run. I wasted life trying to understand why I'm living it. Another makeshift knife stuck in my significance.

about

These songs are all based around Phil Effingham's guitar riffs that he had been collecting/writing for years.
We all added pieces to make them fully realized songs.
"The Last Song" originally appeared on Phil and Happy Tooth's album "The Skin Of My Teeth" without a live band and just a beat and guitar.
These songs explore mental health issues, our flawed healthcare system, the cyclical nature of life, and giving in to your existential crises.

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released September 30, 2019

Happy Tooth - Vocals/Lyrics
Dug - Vocals/Lyrics
Ryan Liptak - Guitar, Bass, Vocals/Lyrics
Phil Effingham - Guitar, Bass
Eric Dixon - Guitar
Corey Blaies - Drums
Recorded live at Vaughan Music Studios.
Mixed at Vaughan Music Studios by Ryan Liptak
Mastered at Vaughan Music Studios by Mark Abrams.
Album artwork by Ryan Liptak.

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Happy Tooth & Dug Columbus, Ohio

Two emcees deliver poetically driven verses over progressive arrangements that reflect sweeping lyrical concepts. The six- piece group is fronted by lyricists Happy Tooth and Dug and multi-instrumentalist Ryan Liptak. Their debut album is called W.H.Y.G.O.D.W.H.Y.
"Definitely something different in a sea of sames." -Ara Hawkins, Virago Magazine.

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