Me and My TV, by Eliquate

Me and My TV

by Eliquate

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Eddie Anton Eliquate truly knows how to make a person sit back and reflect on what is really important. Deeply constructed lyrics hit chords and notes that simmer on the surface of all of our minds. Keep this shiznit up. Favorite track: Gone.

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1.	F@#$ F@#$ F@#$ 03:48	lyrics	buy track
What's wrong with stability looking after what I have revealed to be the only thing that matters is how happy the pattern is attention thats been scattered but now we're focused out of it YOU! are the future, sorry we introduced you to a world that is left so rattled by institutionalized poverty in a need to make it work categorizing me as the one who shot first the cog in this wheel, trying to make it worth the cause that I steal and pause in this birth and worse is the knowing and still doing the wrong thing food put on the table by hoping that the alarm rings It's nice to be innocent, oh lord it's nice to be innocent Wake up we wake up, we wake up, we wake up to say It's nice to be innocent, oh lord it's nice to be innocent Wake up we wake up, we wake up, we wake up to say It was all in your best interest solutions aren't pretty if we only seek the simplest if people knew half of what went in this they wouldn't view the cure as worse than all the symptoms begin this idea, we where meant to make it simian exceptionalism for homo Sapiens break it down to nothing a pestilential statement we where not meant to live here, just vacation sorry is irrelevant when all is turned to dust barring our intelligence enough is not enough it's my job, create security shoot first and trust the world will find it's purity once it's rid of us
2.	Ray Bradbury 01:35	lyrics	buy track
The skeleton sits in a chair fully clothed As the tv switches through pre recorded shows The lights begin to turn on slowly as the sun sets The auto setting fade to night that has yet to be upset The toilet's auto setting flushes roughly every 3 days To keeps the pipes from rusting and maintaining a neat space Not one dish sits in the automatic sink This whole house planned out so no one had to think about the fact Living was inefficient, nary an instinct was needed, just proceeded to care for the thin link between man and machine was all just programing The vacancy was noticed by no one the whole damn thing Just kept right on as if humans never happened essence of efficiency fully automatic the dust bots make sure the floor stays reflective The doors auto lock made sure nothing was protected Just out side the motion tracking camera focused on a shadowy gaunt looking animal by nature of it still beating heart the stamina needed the advantage of not seeing the damage and not being attached to a standard of living eating out of trash cans ever since the beginning but but a world of efficiency makes tough for scavengers the streets had all been cleaned up no scraps so he had to search from home to home but alas found only houses void of inhabitance the gadgets that seemed to out live their masters as the house responded to the scratches with the same cold nothing that cleaned up the disasters with his last bit strength the dog began to cry house sat silent as the dog slowly dies on the back porch with no one to see that it needed food 10101 had a job to do...
3.	Not Be So Sure 03:04	lyrics	buy track
I see a fight inside of you hiding beneath the padded gloves Internal rival that has never had enough Compatible with the fight that left me tattered up Added what little shred of light made to scatter us I rather not use a coffin rather scatter ashes Rather remain lost in rather hoping it lasted Adam flocked to Eve for excuse to chew the apple Now Eve is calling Adam out for acting like an asshole But please thank you you're welcome are not going to help him We seize this feeling helpless and know it because we felt it So tape up you knuckles doc you have to cut me Opponent chuckles I ask if she is feeling lucky 13 rounds later we are in our corners Hurting something major and vowing to cut the cords If one more word is said that is not meant This door will shut in silence the silence will not bend Next time I will, not be so sure Meanwhile back in the locker room rocking dream smiles The team celebrates a victory it seems wiled Save for the captain sitting solo and wishing he tried Harder to enjoy the moment and didn't need trials Addicted to conflict but afraid of confrontation Affliction for a kind hint entangled aspirations What a fucking time it's been memories for ages Such a sap for timelessness lately find my patience Is gone and I don't see it coming back I'm wrong more often than I am correct This song is not in light of what I lack Strong has become my desire for respect Yes I except this know no regrets if I could go back I would go in a second accept a certain amount of missed exits Never could I guessed that this is best it gets
4.	Claudette 01:02	info	buy track
5.	Gone 03:01	lyrics	buy track
By now you noticed certain themes repeating as much as we tried to escape this lack of meaning you tricked us, how dare you so dutifly careful so rooted in their truth nothing else to compare to why? why is knowing I'm alive become an obstacle realizing I don't know exactly who I'm talking futility, knowing too much for no reason. ability, using what I know to make achievements instilled in me for better or worse a sense of purpose offers no refuge just makes it more discursive god damn it. It's the reason I live and that's as literal as I feel I'm trying to get the beauty in the senseless on this I'm obsessed the line that rest in subtext is all I got left, so bye bye gone for good futility why try to know more than this, that this was a pretty good life It's gone and never coming back Well folks we did it. seems that we have made a problem that we cannot contain yet so smoke em if ya got em thanks for giving us a chance to live in your establishment incase you can't tell, I'm using sarcasm as a coping tool so soften exactly just how bad it terrifies me to know that on average most people die and they never see it coming the man in the back pajamas so smooth and cunning the dark after the storm from whence I came running maybe could avoid if something becomes nothing the seas don't cease boiling and just not stomach how out of my hands it's become and from it I can tumble backwards embracing the plummet accountable for actions because it's so sudden awoken from a dream about a terrible accident to find myself the passenger when the driver is absent thus Gone...
6.	The Thing About Dynamite 03:28	lyrics	buy track
The thing about dynamite is that it's just it's indiscriminate and simple, it simply combusts it's the intention of use that's the source of it's evil catalytic driving force that is better know as people an equal reaction is all that we have asked for a way to hit the streets when we are dropped upon the last floor that's more important than protection from ourselves because when push becomes oppression aggression becomes shells but hell, we're a nation built on the backs of unrest a possession of arms and a tendency to forget when cause for alarm breeds a cause for a threat this causes alarm and it lodges regret in our want to remember all the rendering gets a bit pixelated and the sender is vexed fix this so favorite stories can still inspire men to not be so careful and take aim when firing let's say that for the sake of being argumentative the same argument is getting so repetitive it's how we planed it and we never abandoned the plan it was all along to be cannibals god damn it The thing about chaos, is that it's fair indiscriminate and simple, it simply doesn't care about the path of it's destruction or the way it gets compared to worst parts of our nature because malice is not impaired by any form of order because the "plan" is to be sure that they all don't have enough while at the dame time I need more random has no intent, just like the Lord I'm talking new NEW testament not the God we knew before not the God that left to waist the awful Sodom and Gomorra but the god that left or lean broken dreams and rotting floors and if there is a pattern then I simply can't ignore that God is a real fucking asshole his plans have no remorse so let this be the happenstance we worship and adore because it gives us half a chance to have control of what's in store all hail the binary system, it's live or die the only thing that stays consistent is a fatalistic hind sight
7.	David Cronenberg 03:26	lyrics	buy track
I'm like David "why are you showing me this" Cronenberg maybe over exposure is something I have learned Works when you work it it's perfect to circumvent the truth Perks of a purpose is hurting the ones who turn to you for answers answer is manic just keep dancing the panic don't set in till you notice that all the glances Are standing there and abandoning nothing is how plan it This planet has fucking left you best you can do is vanish Candid I think they can you forgot your meds today Your talking is getting frantic and saying what you had meant to say In private I don't care about the fucking aftermath I only care to know what the fuck it is that your laughing at Your crazy! I am just passionate with a little twist Of acting like the asshole I learned to be as a little kid Maybe I am insane for thinking myself immortal Or maybe your all the same and insane is the new normal. Go on and get down with your bad self like the parts of you that make you feel embarrassed Go on and get down with your bad self or the parts you don't introduce to her parents Go on and get down with your bad self I don't taste the fruits of labor the flavor is self repeating Defining the word insane it's same and its self repeating The aim has been for comfort and blame my self repeating l The same over and over and over and self defeating My name is my identity cape mask and hair cut Games are made for playing life is for taking care of Tear up the plan A Serci the Ned Stark the night is full of terrors and ending up at the start Nothing is absolution freedom is rock bottom Cutting up all the blue prints demons and cop Gotham Got em a lost cause and sugar pill he can swallow Fucking a lost God hallow be me tomorrow I swear to me I am not nothing like I prepared to be Salty and cantankerous immature and embarrassing Carving my initials in pyramids and up steep hills Medication is low so I'm going to get a refill.
8.	Pops 00:50	info	buy track
9.	Not Subtle 03:39	lyrics	buy track
Thought it was a simple case of answer yes or no I didn't think that it would take me to the where flesh would decompose A meekish tone was what I had expected when I grabbed the phone But pleasantly surprised to hear a females then say "hello" This girl had done her homework though sheepish I still felt exposed Never understanding just exactly where this talk would go I told about my muses and my need for making music Soon the conversation shifted out from underneath amusement I had opened up my tummy dumped the contents on the floor There was a calming sense of urgency I simply can't ignore And I have never felt so natural. It's nothing like the others Round the bases home we started talking on my mother Maybe it's the fact that my sex life is a fossil, maybe I just miss the smell of shampoo in the nostril 7 turned 8, 9, 10 turned to all night I couldn't think of nothing else but having target in my sight I am puffing up my feather by sending over rough cuts Thinking of forevers as my brain can't keep my mouth shut First contact in the am song title Prayer emoji Heart high fiveing tonsils sweaty hands are thinking oh jeez Engaging the conversation always leaving with a question, then acting I ain't checking my phone every 5 seconds. I do this to myself I like to call it pre nostalgic Introduced through sound waves spoke on life and favorite albums Placed upon a pedestal of impossible standards Cool Ethan I'm not chest of drums and tiny hammers I'm building my own horse to fill with all these eager Spartans Helen sows the beast a brain a lung a shoves a feeble heart in I've departed from my reason and I just want you to like me Can't see it how it is can only see it how it might Play it cool not my playlist, I hint and ask for your Suddenly I am excited on something I thought was shit before Shift it for I am not gifted I just spit the lore Of stories told a thousand times defense is speaking cryptic more Some dudes simply say they think of love being an ocean Mines a tangled vine of nuance and over used emotions I must know more about you... It's becoming obsessive Check box yes or no a class note was friend requested Poly sci posts voyerist of all the pictures Try to get to know you through this person you've enlisted Listen, I'm not as creepy or persistent As this song may make it seem I'm simply saying there a difference Between my hopes and dream you can feel free to just dismiss If nothing else I feel alive and faithful of my mission Social media is one fucked up and twisted mistress As I stumble through your profile box is checked relationship, shit, Fuck.
10.	Man-Wolf 04:04	lyrics	buy track
He awoke to find his hands all covered in blood terrified it might have belonged to somebody he loved he tried to make sense of what happened abrupt was the feeling this was not the first time this happened thus Reactions decreased it was becoming more frequent shut his eyes trying to recall the whole sequence of events minded the same as last weekend pause, breath, relax, blood needs reason Freaking out a little turned the tv on to see if perhaps his actions were tonight's feature Sure enough, there is was 3 teens deceased in Animalistic fashion all ripped up to pieces Jesus, how could I have done this I can't believe what I have become when I thought that I was sleeping Some kind of beast, monster or great demon Coupled with that fear was a strange feeling of freedom I don't mind that I know I'm not going anywhere, not going anywhere. I'm here on the scene of unbelievable carnage Three teens seemingly eaten, left in the garbage This hard ship reminds us that... The tv went on to regard this as one in a series of murders that all started Two weeks prior on an unsuspecting evening Witnesses identified the culprit as being roughly six three, with sharp teeth, eyes beaming Becoming something special when he thought he had been sleeping Finally saw himself as different from the pack And animal in his nature with everything they had lack And though this would make him a target to be hunted At least he was something that the people really wanted Fodder for folk lore, a legend to be confronted only by the bravest of men and although some did See him as an evil he knew the village would envy This new feeling of substance where others were left empty He thought man kind will revel and tell the tail of my passing A lasting glory you can't ask for laughing Basked in how notorious he had been acting Applying a profound deeper meaning to his happening Just then remembered as he climbed into bed A humble feeling as the television said The beast was caught and presumed dead HOORAYYYYYY!!!! How can this be, I'm the one in need of the capture I'm the terrible one causing all this disaster History will recall of those so scared of me Just then reality flipped polarity Looking at his hands, which were totally clean It seems he wasn't as bad as he wanted to believe Assumptions are assumptions and we get what we need Growing on the notion that he became the beast.
11.	Mom 01:46	info	buy track

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Written and Produced by Elliot Wright. Elliot really hopes you all like it. He is excited to share it with you. This is his 5th album and 1st time writing about it 3rd person.

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released April 26, 2017

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Eliquate Santa Cruz, California

“If all we have are dreams, then dream big,” spits Elliot Wright, frontman and philosopher for the five-piece, California Beat Rock troubadours, Eliquate, on their latest EP, Who The F*ck is Eliquate? Packing an arsenal of rhymes that range from satirical social commentary and inner-soul searching to all-out, shake-your-ass-‘til-the floor-is-wet jams... ... more