This Is Manslaughter

by Coat Of Arms

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released March 17, 2011

Written, Produced and Recorderd by Coat Of Arms

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Track Name: 212
This is manslaughter, to the second degree
Nullified by your right to decide your own destiny
It's your call, don't let the processing eat
The novelty you inherit is going to keep you judgement free

Don't move, Don't move
Let them find another place to hide
We'll show, that if you built it you can break it
Eventually it's down to you

Fuck face value, its what they try to pretend
Has anything to do with how your thought of,
and how you'll fit in
Judge me! I'm as ugly as can be
But I wear a smile and live whatever time is given to me

Don't move, Don't move
Let them find another place to hide
We'll show, that if you built it you can break it
Eventually it's down to you

This is a cycle that never repeats
If you find the will, you'll find the means
Take my word I'm a man of the mystery
To break it down, you got to start with the basics

So break it down...

Don't move, Don't move
Let them find another place to hide
We'll show, that if you built it you can break it
Eventually it's down to you
Track Name: Ballad of the Mariner
Come one, come all, gather round to see
The mariner who gave a fuck mistakenly
I had to bail, hit the six, head back to sea
But i was barred, scarred and left to bleed

What is this held above me? (I, I dont know)
What is this false surrounding? (I, I dont know)

I'm heading out to sea,
The Ocean's calling me
I cast the sail and let the wind carry me
So sing it back to me
Im heading out to sea
Everything is not the way its meant to be

All are departing and its so disheartening to see
That everyone is a masochist in making
Can we all hold our own? (I, I dont know)

I'm heading out to sea,
The oceans calling me
I cast the sail and let the wind carry me
So sing it back to me
I'm heading out to sea
Everything is not the way its meant to be

I can't give anymore
And i won't refrain
I'll start again

I'm heading out to sea,
Oceans are calling me
I cast the sail and let the wind carry me
So sing it back to me
I'm heading out to sea
Everything is not the way its meant to be

Fuck me I can't give anymore than I've already given
I can't give anymore
Track Name: The Division
Calling out the shadow, the silhouette
Can you save me from her face, and all her blackness?
The days are dull and meaningless
And I can see the sun cry a million tears for lust

You’re the saddest song of all
And I could write you a sing along
(I won’t follow you down)

Oh babe, babe... You complete me
When I’m alone, thinking bent
But if I’m honest, and being frank
You would never, never survive
Peace is the ocean, Your out of depth
Your out of water

You’re the saddest song of all
And I could write you a sing along
(I won’t follow you down)

I can see the signs, the divisions begun
Our position has become tenuous

Can you hear the sound? (I can see the signs)
Can you feel the rush? (The division has begun)
Our position has become tenuous
You’re the saddest song of all
And I could write you a sing along
(I won’t follow you down)
Track Name: Gross Innuendo
You can punch above your weight
For only so long...
Before you understand the scam
that was going on...

I;m done playing dumb for royalties
You're now the victim
And I am the blade...

I'm a gross, I'm a grossly
Misunderstood innuendo
So what can yo do for me?
I'm a gross, I'm a grossly
Misunderstood innuendo
So save me your sympathy

Where do you go from here?
What have you got left?
No hope, no railings to grasp

Words are arriving
But i can't make out a single thing
You can slur your mouth to hell and back at me
But i wouldn't change

Kneel down and bow to me
If you want a hand...
But I know, you're too high to go that low

I'm a gross, I'm a grossly
Misunderstood innuendo
So what can yo do for me?
I'm a gross, I'm a grossly
Misunderstood innuendo
So save me your sympathy

Where do you go from here?
What have you got left?
No hope, no railings to grasp

I'm a gross, I'm a grossly
Misunderstood innuendo
So what can yo do for me?
I'm a gross, I'm a grossly
Misunderstood innuendo
So save me your sympathy
Track Name: Timepieces
There's no regard, just animosity towards
Efforts I made, just seem worthless now
How long is long enough?

I've held my own, in a battlefield of doubt
But I feel unsure, should I still want out?
How long is long enough?

Well I bet the care wasn't worth the hurt
Guess I was dumb enough to think it would
I should have got up and left for good
Don't know why I even gave a fuck...

How long is long enough?
Here we go again
How long is long enough?
Track Name: Slowy Pick Up The Pace
If possession is two-thirds of the law,
Then I was never in control
I misplaced my trust in you,
In the hope of something more

Oh! I'm never coming home
Oh! What the fuck would I come back for?
I doubt many would blame me,
If I settled this myself
I'm cutting on the edge
Your the latest thing for sale

It never fails, I'm always to blame
I'm sick of making sense of everything,
That you throw my way
'Cuz what we have, never makes sense
You better sights your sights on someone else
If you ain't willing to change

Left to fend for our remains
Right in front you
Oh! I'm never coming home
Oh! There's no point in you crying...

It never fails, I'm always to blame
I'm sick of making sense of everything,
That you throw my way
'Cuz what we have, never makes sense
You better sights your sights on someone else
If you ain't willing to change


(I ain't gonna lie to you when I tell you,
that no good can come out of takings things slow)

Damn straight!

No good can come, come out of taking things slow
No good can come of this,
Come out of taking things slow
No good can come of this,
So lets take it slow...

It never fails, I'm always to blame
I'm sick of making sense of everything,
That you throw my way
'Cuz what we have, never makes sense
You better sights your sights on someone else
If you ain't willing to change