Teens Of Style

by Car Seat Headrest

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    releases 30 October 2015

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1.
Sunburned Shirts
2.
The Drum
3.
4.
02:50
5.
Times to Die
6.
psst, teenagers, take off your clo
7.
Strangers
8.
Maud Gone
9.
Los Borrachos (I Don't Have Any Hope Left, But the Weather is Nice)
10.
Bad Role Models, Old Idols Exhumed (psst, teenagers, put your clothes back o)
11.
Oh! Starving

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An album by Will Toledo

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releases 30 October 2015

All songs published by Mattitude

Andrew Katz - drums
Jacob Bloom - bass
Amanda Schiano di Cola - trumpet on tracks 5 and 10
Eleni Govetas - saxophone on track 8.
All else - Will Toledo

Recorded between February 28th and June 7th

Produced and mixed by Will Toledo; additional mixing on track 3 by Abe Seiferth

Mastered by JJ Golden at Golden Mastering

Max Wedner - illustration
Mike Zimmerman - design & color

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These are the songs of Will Toledo. Media outlets please DO NOT LINK THE NUMBERED ALBUMS BECAUSE THEY'RE NOT VERY GOOD

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Track Name: Something Soon
Biting my clothes to keep from screaming
taking pills to keep from dreaming
I want to break something important
I want to kick my dad in the shins

I was referring to the present in past tense
it was the only way that I could survive it
I want to close my head in the car door
I want to sing this song like I'm dying

heavy boots on my throat I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
I can't talk to my folks I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
all of my fingers are froze I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
only one change of clothes I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
my head is my head is my head is

stay inside all this winter
filling out forms from a busted printer
I want to talk like Raymond Carver
(an advertisement cries out)
I want to turn down the goddamn TV
("He should have gone to Jared's)

binging on the latest sitcom
feeling guilty every second it's on
I want put my foot through a window
(I document my mind loss)
I want to romanticize my headfuck (white angst)
(through instruments of wordplay)

heavy boots on my throat I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
I can't talk to my folks I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
all of my fingers are froze I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
only one change of clothes I need
I need something soon
I need something soon
my head is my head is my head is

let's burn this house down