Self​-​Destructs

by the Ghostwrite

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Self-Destructs was recorded by the Ghostwrite at Magpie Cage in Baltimore, MD on April 25th, 2009. A fistful of alcoholic beverages were consumed during the recording process. This did not help make this recording journey better or more enjoyable. I merely had (have) what some might call a "problem," and I was definitely a tad drunk while Brooks (Harlen) recorded and mixed this album. Good thing someone was being responsible.


The album art was created by Erin Gouldin.

Recording of this album took about six hours (including mixing). \Most of the songs were live takes with vocal doubles.

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released 06 May 2009
All music and lyrics written and performed by the Ghostwrite (Robby Lester).

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tags: acoustic acoustic punk Pittsburgh

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Track Name: I'll Start Believing When Everyone Stops Throwing Stones
Cut all communication
Let it be known
One
Nine
Eight
Four
One in ten
Used to be AP
We're at forty-percent
Forty-percent

Fuck this

Just because we sing it doesn't make it truth
Just because they argue doesn't make that truth
Find your own way
Whether it's through misery
or tragedy
or knowledge
or some phantom-calling

Too many choose war
Can anyone be blamed for siding with the others?
Or failing to believe in god
a spiteful god?
Oh god, a spiteful god

Please don't ask me to huddle in that circle
preaching of a globalized marketplace
prosperity
harmony
Can't we all agree that preaching isn't truth?

But it's made so through force of military
religion and currency
Track Name: Fire Escape
Have you heard the news today?
Activism, the new terrorism
It has mostly everybody running scared
Goddamn, it must be easier to point the blame
at all this change

Instead of owning up to all the mistakes our
precious, delicate, idle hands have amassed

Have you heard the news today?
Activism, the old communism
It has mostly everybody running scared
Goddamn, it must be easier to point the blame
at all this change

So fuck it, bomb them all
Fuck it, bomb them all
Every chorus loves to chant
Yes, every chorus loves to chant
So fuck it, bomb us all
Track Name: PDHA Equals PTSD
We aren't allowed to attack the troops with voices of resistance?
They're just following orders,
part of command
Support the slaughter
as we divide and conquer foreign civilian land

It is really so blasphemous to return all the tags
and disarm all the guns?

It's really not that cynical
Compassion and pity for any
child, woman or being who falls to causality

But when military suicides outweigh artillery fire
it becomes that much more unbearable to hear
the chorus scream,
divided we fall, united we stand
Divided we fall, united we stand?
Fuck that
Sure it's not knighted we stand?
Instead of united we stand?

Oh look, the chorus gets to parade
as we etch another slash into our glorious past

March, two, three, four
We'll teach the children to hum along to war-time melodies
As the caskets are lined and draped
we'll teach them not to fear
Freedom will persevere

But what we really mean to say is
our freedom will prevail at the cost of you, son
Our freedom will prevail at the cost of you, doll
Our freedom will prevail at the cost of them, son
Our freedom will prevail at the cost of them, doll
Track Name: Defense Contracts
Why don't our history books teach us
about the reality of progress
or the destruction of a bottom line?
Why aren't we taught anything outside of
their capitalistic free world?
Why is it so naive to hope for generations without presidents?
Why is it so naive?

Who needs this government
if everybody knows the value of working for one's self?
Who needs this government
if everybody's willing to lend a hand without interest?

Instead we break the backs
we break the homes
we break the hearts of others
To support our habits
support our vices
support our fucking corruption

I guess we're too busy racing towards
the inevitable armageddon
At least that's what we tell ourselves
as we wipe out another town
another city
another nation
Armageddon
Track Name: Oh, Western Conquest
Napoleon's complex is drunk again
screaming about how the peasants depleted the land
The idea that his essence warrants privileged deed
is disgraceful to the ideas we claim to love and believe

To all our enemies who aren't really thieves or fucking the devil
we send apologies
Some of us love and believe

Napoleon's complex is drunk again

But he is as small as us, as small as them
Track Name: Tooth and Nail
I wonder which town will be the first to go?
I wonder if all the tourists will be told the truth
about all the effort and lack thereof
to keep this afloat?
Yeah, I wonder

Will this become another tale for all the CEOs,
kings and queens to reap and sow?

This was collapsing long before those factories foreclosed
Consumed with "in god we trust"
The meaning was voided the moment we declared war
justified by fabled lies
And now we wonder
Oh yes, we wonder

And as history repeats itself
I am hopeful that today's ashes will not bloom tomorrow's empires
As history repeats itself
I am hopeful that today's ashes will stay buried in the earth

So this will not become another tale for all the CEOs,
kings and queens to reap and sow
Track Name: Atrophy Sprawl
Our towns are decaying at such rapid pace
Turn a blind eye
Insert another gentrified city/suburb
with a shopping mall
a tourist strip
and Caesar's resort

So when the markets crash
there will be no one left to revolt
The fear of losing everything
keeps us chained to:

Plasma screens, oil heat
We comply to survive?
Processed feed, apathy
Are we even alive?

If we lost everything, holy fuck, an honest try
For when the markets crash
there will be no one left to comply
Track Name: Apple Bomb
Yeah, I almost moved to Texas
Yeah, I almost moved to Pittsburgh
Yeah, I almost moved to New York City
Yeah, I almost got out of bed today
The headlines told me to hibernate
with all their flashes of crashes of planes and trains and stock markets

Yeah, I almost moved to Texas
Yeah, I almost moved to Portland
Yeah, I almost moved to San Francisco
Yeah, I almost did everything I said
Much like our figureheads
with all their flashes of crashes of planes and bombs and stock markets

We're becoming as faithful
becoming as truthful
as all the whigs' headlines combined
Becoming as faithful
becoming as truthful
as all the whigs' headlines combined

Yeah, I almost moved to Texas
Yeah, I almost moved to Pittsburgh
Yeah, I almost moved to New York City
Yeah, I almost moved to Texas
Yeah, I almost moved to Portland
Yeah, I almost moved to San Francisco
Why do I hide behind these flashes of smoke and cracked mirrors?
Why do we hide behind these flashes of smoke and cracked mirrors?

We're become as faithful
becoming as truthful
as all the whigs' headlines combined
Track Name: Fifty-One
I don't belong here, she screams, one more time in his ear
I don't belong here, he cries, downing one more shot
Just a few more
We're good for the road
to Denver
or Frisco
or anywhere that wants to revive the beat
Who cares about their next paid date?

I don't belong here, he screams, one more time in her ear
I don't belong here, she cries, downing one more shot
Just a few more
we're good for the road

Where did all the hitch-hikers go?
Why is it more of a crime
than celebrating another
heat-seeking bulls-eye?

I don't belong here, they scream, one more time out loud
I don't belong here, they cry, downing a few more shots
Just one more
we're good for the road
to Denver
or Frisco
or anywhere that wants to revive the beat
Who cares about their next paid date?

Where did all the hitch-hikers go?
Why is it more of a crime
than celebrating another
heat-seeking bulls-eye?
Where did all the hitch-hikers go?
Why is it more of a crime
than celebrating another
UAV bulls-eye?
Track Name: Atlas Logs
Once I settle on a fixed address
please write and send pictures
Have you married?
Did you settle on that 9-to-5?
for that beach house
If so, I'd love to visit
and hear about life near the ocean
The one I'd never have

And yes, I'm still restless
I'm still drawn to the idea that
everyday can be love and adventure

Regardless of anything or anyone
who says otherwise
Regardless of you
Track Name: Glorious Militaristic Monuments
Is it easier to count the days by wasting away?
It's hopeless, they say
Why won't you join us in abyss?
Take everything you can
Live out that American dream
Prosperity is yours

And when questions are asked
plead no sight
Plead no foul
Plead no sight, no sound, no foul

If you feel the clamps tightening please don't hang a head
To journey out to pasture allows the whigs playing make-believe
another day to live out
Another day to live that glorious American dream