Fall '15 Demos

by Good Heads, Better Shoulders

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Recorded in iPhone voice memos

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released October 21, 2015

Vox by: Charley Gibson
Uke and Backup Vox by: Troy "Chroy" Doliner

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Good Heads, Better Shoulders Boston, Massachusetts

Good Heads, Better Shoulders is a friendship collective. We are a songwriting guild. We're located in Boston. We try to share ourselves with you with our music. We play some kind of pop punk (tweemo).

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Track Name: "I Never Know the Names of Panic! Songs, But When They Come On I Know All The Words" by Fall Out Boy (Whoever Said You Had To Be In Highschool To Play Pop Punk?)
I know that you're in a rut
but I'm the one that's stuck
Cause getting over you
is the hardest thing I could do

And I promise I won't miss you
or any of my favorite things about you
Like the way you looked last weekend
or ten minutes till the end

And sometimes I can't recall my own name
and sometimes I wonder if you're to blame
For ruining all the thoughts I've thought in my head
and making me wish I were dead

If you were there
I'd watch you play with your hair
and pray that you might catch be
so you'd have to stare back at me

But none of this can happen
because I refuse to play pretend
And I know that you'll understand
It's cause we're not children

And sometimes I can't recall my own name
and sometimes I wonder if you're to blame
For ruining all the thoughts I've thought in my head
and making me wish I were dead
Track Name: Birds
And suddenly I can't help but hear
the birds and their songs and their cheer
It seems to me they act like a mirror
reflecting at me my deepest fears

of dying too soon, of seeing the moon
fall out of the sky in the blink of an eye
of falling asleep, of being too meek
for my friends back home, the ones I don't know (woah)

And suddenly I can't help but see
all of the people who think they're free
WITH THEIR EYES WIDE SHUT SINGING "ME, ME, ME
THAT'S WHO THE WORLD REVOLVES AROUND YOU WILL SEE"

But I can't condone their obsessions with phones,
their skeptical tones, we're just flesh on the bone
but I do admit, there's some truth in it
so I'll watch this planet with my clenched fists (woah)
Track Name: Atom Splitting; or the Atomic Bomb
Welcome home, it's a hospital today
Yeah we're dying, but it don't hurt, no it can't hurt everyday

Look at your world, you're the center of your universe, fold inward collapse, relax, it's only a matter of

Time it's gone like the bonds that you broke (so long ago)

Welcome home, you're young and sprung and full of energy
you should hold that tongue but you don't, no you won't

Look at your world, you're the center of your universe, fold inward collapse, relax, it's only a matter of

Time it's gone like the bonds that you broke (so long ago)
Track Name: Proud of 'Em
We tried to right our wrongs
We tried to be ourselves
it was far too late, but we couldn't tell

I'm staring at a wall, waiting for you to fall back on me
I'm staring at my hands, cause I'm proud of 'em for what they did to you
I'm staring at your feet, and I can't believe, that you're really gone
what's right's never felt so wrong

I tried to throw away
memories that bring me pain
like the times before you knew my name

I'm staring at a wall, WAITING FOR YOU TO FALL BACK ON ME
I'm staring at my hands, CAUSE I AM PROUD OF 'EM FOR WHAT THEY DID TO YOU
I'm staring at your feet, AND I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT YOU'RE REALLY GONE
Now everyday seems too long

I'd like to forgive
that you'd forget
the precious details of HOW WE MET

I'M STARING AT A WALL, WAITING FOR YOU TO FALL BACK ON ME
I'M STARING AT MY HANDS, CAUSE I AM PROUD OF 'EM FOR WHAT THEY DID TO YOU
I'M STARING AT YOUR FEET, AND I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT YOU'RE REALLY GONE
I guess this is where I belong
Track Name: Some Hands Are Better Than Others
And now I'm lying on the kitchen floor and I'm laughing I don't know what's in store
for tomorrow, or the day thereafter, all I've got is the sick sound of laughter

I've been picking up new problems and tryin to get to know them through dull pleasantries CAUSE AS OF THIS DATE THEY'RE MY ONLY COMPANY and I'm told to keep my chin up that staring at my feet keeps the world from me

And now I'm lying on the kitchen floor and I'm laughing I don't know what's in store
for tomorrow, or the day thereafter, all I've got is the sick sound of laughter

I've been picking up new problems and I don't expect to know them
cause you know THAT I KNEW BETTER THAN TO TREAT ALL THESE LEADEN PROBLEMS LIKE THEY'RE FEATHERS. My love for you was too deep-seated, your words have lost their meaning.

And now I'm lying on the kitchen floor and I'm laughing I don't know what's in store
for tomorrow, or the day thereafter, all I've got is the sick sound of laughter

My head's not on too straight, but I don't think I'll complain
Once you take it a step too far, you're locked out shut out and in the dark
My vision's blackening, at least I know why it's happening
I thought I'd be okay if I felt nothing for every future day
and now I'm lying on the kitchen floor watching myself pass under the door
and I'm laughing, CAUSE I DON'T KNOW ANY BETTER
SIGNED TROY SINCERELY YOURS, THE END OF THIS LETTER.