Nothing Yet

by The Active Ingredients

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This took a good long while to organize and record, and finally to release, but we are proud of it, and we hope you enjoy and can connect to the songs. These songs are about people, because they are the most interesting things in the world.

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released July 24, 2012

Guitars: Marc Greenawalt/Andres Gonzalez
Bass: Andres Gonzalez
Drums: Caleb Thomas
Vocals: Andres Gonzalez

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The Active Ingredients Hamden, Connecticut

two-piece emo/punk from Hamden, CT.
"Aim towards the face"

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Track Name: Good Morning (To the Girl Who Greeted Me So)
Every time you’re angry with me
I look down at my feet
To understand what you mean.

And every time I look back
You just fell through the cracks
You fell on my back

It’s been a worn out old year
Smells of soda and beer
Our left behind fears
You sat next to me on the floor
You look so cute when you’re bored
You have me going back for more

My mom says I look too thin
It’s cause you fill me within,
It’s cause I found what I’ve been
Looking for.

Remember when we first met,
Just a little, I bet,
We’ve both been busy, I’ll bet.

So will you make this year great?
Connect the dots of our fate,
I’m sorry this is so late.
It wasn’t supposed to turn out this way,
The winter wasted away
Winter wasted me away!

I just hope that you’ll call me back
Because I just have this knack
For getting off track
And when you smile at me in the hall
It’s not so bad after all
It’s not so bad after all!
Track Name: The Days
Darling my darling, you're closer than I
could ever have hoped to expect.
stand among shambles of skeleton homes
but don't let them know what you mean.

don't let them hear what you say
they'll stone you reject you and steal you away
so don't let them hear what you say.

Someday your efforts will not be in vain
I'll sing 'till I wear out my lungs.
Loud little people have taken the ladder
but they'll never reach the high rungs.

Don't let them know you don't pray.
they'll burn you reject you and steal you away,
so don't let them know you don't pray.

Darling my darling, they'll pray you away, with mangled old bibles and guns.
everyone's crazy from some kind of drug, or taking one to compensate.

DARLING MY DARLING THEY'LL PRAY YOU AWAY WITH MANGLED OLD BIBLES AND GUNS.
DARLING MY DARLING, THEY'LL PRAY YOU AWAY.

These good old days they're all the same.
just hatred and violence for color and name.
but now there's no cash so more windows we'll smash
until we all get what we're owed.

these winter days they're all the same.
my lungs just won't function blood froze in my veins
but i won't look back on the world
because i don't do what i'm told!

These broken days they're all the same.
just derisive laughter to mask all the pain.
the next storm will blow us away
as sure as it did yesterday.