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This video contains three songs performed live: "Where my Lord and Savior resides in fine print awaiting our contractual obligations to be fulfilled aka Details", "The most underrated song ever aka Maricopa County, AZ" and "Why do you hate me Pete? Because I hate myself!". All are featured on the album "Becoming Bastian Salazar".

Filmed by Steve Olpin at Velour Live Music Gallery on September 27th, 2013.

Music by Drew Danburry

Lyrics:

Now, more than ever else before, I have lost all hope for shore in this great sea. 
And by, whatever right that I can find, whether through God or my own life, I'll make believe.

That whatever I do has purpose, and my actions affect the world around. 
And it may be very small, but what I do is all for love.

And if, I can fool myself of the truth, convince myself I'll convince you without a doubt.
Although, it may hurt to two, I will keep hiding me from you and where I'm found.

But if you're dumb enough to think it, that I am really what you hear by ear. 
A voice recorded from the air. 
A name, an object, an affair. 
The broken shards and pieces tear me apart.

You've been throwing books without much logic,
You've handed Jeffrey Sachs a rope and whip.
Consulting with Joan Quigley about progress,
While mountains crash around sick slaughtered pigs.

There's only one good answer to, all the stupid questions you,
Rhetorically keep asking me, as if one sided silence understands.

You're loyal to God and to his country, but every war is Pyrrhic in success.
Your regal manners contrast with your morals, I noticed all your neighbors have scarred wrists.

Your mouth has dysentery, let me take those straws you're clutching,
Cause I want more than fifteen minutes, to build a box that I can stand on.

More lost than found with a porcelain crown, I pulled all of myself up on shaking knees.
With a wooden mouth and an iron tongue, barking profanities from a bloody shredded throat.

Catching stares on my left and my right, but unable to find ears for any words.
Placing trains on crowds, spitting facts out, for them to fall into the gutter where you belong.

I'm gonna be there when you drown. I'm gonna be there when you thrash about.

Next time I try, I won't be denied or robbed of any justice I feel I deserve.