Stress Position Demo

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released February 26, 2016

Andy Brown - Guitar, Bass
Jose De Lara - Bass, Vocals
Toby Edelhart - Drums

Recorded at Room 4 by Dan O'Hara
Assisted by Andrew Grosse
Mix and Mastered by Jose De Lara

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Track Name: The Complex
hard times, let me think about
how to end this
there's not a lot of help coming my way
darkness spreads
this time, wont hesitate
ive had training
made a lot of money sending all of us straight to hell

straight to hell
straight to hell
straight to hell

got a way to get this started
not a way to start this over

Iive got a lot to show, got a way to end this, found a way to lose my only soul
Track Name: Cynical Hell
because there's nothing left to do
this could happen to you
and we've all been lied to
in a cynical world, we're living in hell

and nothing they say is true
and they haven't got a clue
i've thought this whole thing through
these are cynical days,
we live in cynical ways
Track Name: Stepped
you see the way i am, it's quite enough for you. i feel the same way too, you've walked into it.
i see the way you are, you breed disgust for me. and i don't feel a thing. you've walked into it.
life is a trap for you, contempt is all you need, and i will meet the need. you've walked into it.

i've heard the masses. i knew the way they felt. beneath their faces, i saw the wires.

you see the way i am, it's quite enough for you. i feel the same way too, you've walked into it.
i see the way you are, you breed disgust for me. and i don't feel a thing. you've walked into it.


I've heard them on the free stage, on the air waves. not the subject of the words of love, but of hatred.

doesn't hate feel good?
Track Name: Bottom Floor
got no chance to succeed, i'm just trying to survive.
i'm the one who can't be seen, existence is denied.
got no place to lay my head, exposed to the outside
i'm not guilty of a crime, but i'm still doing time

worthless, heartless, hopeless

mired in waste, seen with hate, i've lived countless lives
bottom rung a life unsung, too many here have died
I have tried hard. hard to find my safety compromised
visible to none who see, i don't qualify.

worthless, hopeless, heartless

here in this dark room,
where dark voices speak in this tomb,
it's so cold in this lonely womb,
and death's embraces over us they loom

fate lied so clearly
fate lied so clearly
if nothing else, it doesn't hear me
and when subsistence gets the best of me
and when addiction takes the rest of me
Track Name: Same War
one dead human is of no concern
one last life is what you seek to burn
you starve. you starve. starve. you starve.

i'm not human, i need water.
i'm not human, i need food.
i'm not human, i need shelter.
i'm not human, i need you.

one dead child no consequence for you
shattered worlds are what you guarantee
you starve. you starve. starve. you starve.

same war, it's the same war.
Track Name: Reality Rights
come litter for free, come litter for free, and enjoy identity, dissonance waded.

push religion, break society, snub reality

come litter for free, come litter for free, and enjoy prosperity, monuments created. and it's just for you!

you can't believe reality.
Track Name: Brutal Master
brutal master
seethes with hate
controls with violence

royal master
act with haste
bottom licker

bottom feeder
masquerades
kill the peon
violates

brutal master
feel the hate
controlling with violence

royal master
he acts with haste
he's a bottom licker.

i will not submit to you.
never again.
Track Name: Marched Off
west on a train, with a one way ticket. we’re lying on the floor with chains on our wrists. And where the buffalo roam is another mass grave.

west on a train with a one way ticket. marched off the land we called our own. and they want to keep it all for themselves. and they want to take it all for themselves.

and we lost our only trace.

west on a plane, with a one way ticket. coming in droves, seeking rent. and they want to march us off once again. and they want to march us off all over again.

west on a plane with a one way ticket. marched off the land that we called our own. And they want to keep it all for themselves. and they want to take it all for themselves.

I lost my only place.