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Posthubris

by Ghosts in Pocket

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alexsahq Massively unknown for how amazing this album is. It has grown deep into me and have been coming back to it regularly in the last 2 years. Deep instrumentals and deep lyrics, it has them all. I really wish they came back with something new Favorite track: Tin Drum.
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M.K. Khan Atmospheric, haunting, and powerful — this is GIP’s most mature and refined album yet. Essential listening. Favorite track: Dead Bees.
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1.
Whale Fall 03:13
i don't have many sins to confess i wish i did, i'm far too clean i guess i sometimes can be mean my greatest fault lies in my ability to pare down sins to seeds i had a washington apple in a "made in" glass it ravined through my liver like asphalt mass but i couldn't believe how empty i felt while i watched you on the sofa whispering to yourself singin' "what's the most impressive way to die? find the right cause for which to be burned alive."
2.
Dead Bees 05:42
dead bees are falling on me wearing virgin stingers that they've never seen i feel them in my teeth black and yellow, buzzing in my cheek red roses living on leaves waiting for their lovers to awake from sleep their colors faded weak draining pale and falling well below their peak do they know it's gonna be alright? (i don't know) when you're done lifting drinks with your mind why don't you lift my spirit sometime
3.
Quisling 03:36
someone pull this grenade pin in me i need to feel the pressure skin deep oh, i shouldn't be fumbling with my priorities usually i'm lazy with my thoughts but lately i've been underneath the clock oh, i shouldn't be struggling to keep my enemies how is the only thing i've maintained death row sympathy? summer's running high i'm a lunatic of fear summer's running high i'm a maniac sincere oh, i shouldn't be struggling to keep my enemies
4.
The Day 06:23
the darkness came out of my reach but you were saved by the hole in me and i stood fine in everything i left a size of great relief oh, when doesn't it break?
5.
Gone For 03:24
i'm turning off my friends discussing native american iconography in the shining don't look now my skin is blinding i'm further from my goals living on rinse and repeat weeks standing on the corner of a routine holiday hoping not to drop the news at the party i'm looking on my friends i'm kinda coming to terms with the fact that i'm continually revolving the earth undesired trying to dress up the parts that expire i need a gunman to run in to prove i can save a life heroism is a crutch i could use to relieve my sprained, bruised sense of dignity you lose a little light from the projector to the screen you lose a little light when your eyes see me
6.
Tin Drum 04:38
falling in a grave i wanna grow again throw the sticks away and let my heart beat again on its own i am not afraid of standing on this fence what is there to say about the family event? what is there to say about it? don't be afraid, don't be afraid of it driving through the funeral parking lot looking for a shaded spot i have been dressed in the sunlight on my black tie i have been blessed with the sunlight on my black tie
7.
it's okay for you to laugh about nothing when you're on drugs but in the still of a fight why would you waste your breath i've got my keyring on my middle finger, pull the trigger, take off but the minute you forget it my mind is on a race track driving my thoughts off off off off a cliff there's a piece of the sun that's piercing your eardrum burning a birthmark from this day forward i've got to get inside, i've gotta hide the light when it's just past too late will you come and find me i'll be alright do you know how it feels to be a chosen target? i wrap my head around spiderwebs wondering where it started there's a tear in the fabric we can stitch it up later i've got another hundred things kept under my shoulder when you were biting yourself, i had enlightened myself i was inviting myself to think think do you know how it feels to be a chosen target? i wrap my head around spiderwebs wondering where it started no you can't, can't, can't, can't, can't go back to it all (now go get back to it)
8.
Critic 03:53
here i hoped i'd post and you'd be fine you took the opportunity to lie spreading sour butter on a crumb won't get you love how are you to know that you are blessed if the skin that was touched has already shed your blood, with oxygen, it turns red you're choking to keep it blue instead my you're looking tan it must be all the luminance and, oh, your muscles strong all your lumbricals are numb you must feel like such a hero weighing gravity and jesus christ, i am not supposed to be this i'm becoming critical

credits

released September 27, 2019

Written/Recorded by Ghosts in Pocket.
Produced by Keith Beshwate and Matt Rubic.
Mixed by Matt Rubic.
Mastered by Keith Beshwate.

Keith Beshwate - lyrics, vocals, guitar, synths, piano, bass, drums
Nick Hartman - bass, vocals
Zach Mullen - guitar, vocals
Chris Pulley - drums, percussion
Additional vocals on 'Dead Bees' by Matt Rubic
Additional guitar on 'Chosen Target' by Matt Rubic
Additional horns on 'Gone For' by Sean Portanova

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Ghosts in Pocket Los Angeles, California

Formed in January of 2011, Ghosts in Pocket goes as follows: Keith met Zach, Zach knew Chris and Nick, Keith met Chris and Nick, and the rest is history.

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