Chris Fox

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CHRISTOPHERALANFOX@GMAIL.COM
CHRISTOPHERALANFOX.BANDCAMP.COM
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RECORDED AND MIXED ON 6/28-29/15 BY CHRIS FOX
TRACKS 1, 2, 3, AND 5 WRITTEN BY CHRIS FOX
“FELT LIKE VACATION” ORIGINALLY BY BOMB THE MUSIC INDUSTRY!
ALL INSTRUMENTS PERFORMED BY CHRIS FOX
COVER PHOTO BY JESSE WILLIAMS

Cocksmoker Chunk Records 025

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released June 29, 2015

Track four originally by Bomb The Music Industry!

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Track Name: Thirteen
A year ago the pain came from my brain
It still hurts every once in awhile
Thirty years of punishment
Thirty years malnourishment
And now my body is fighting back

I hope my brain isn't just distracting me from itself

I'll awake from the pain in my back
It's the same ill-filling morning as before
Physical more than emotional it attacks the same
Fuck yeah it still hurts

I hope my brain isn't just distracting me from itself

I am at war with my brain
And I think that it's winning
Killing my body with ease
It dies with every drink

I'll get sick again
It all spins around
I'll fall asleep again
And dream everything is fine

Strive for improvement
Try not to let it win
Keep puking keep sleeping

I hope my brain isn't just distracting me from itself

I am at war with my brain
And I think that it's winning
Killing my body with ease
It dies with every drink
Track Name: I'm The DD Today
I've got some shit to do
But why do it today?
I've finally got a bed
And sleep and music and a beer

So I'll drink today away
I'll hardly leave the bed
I'll make some plans that don't pan out
Day drink today

You can come over if you want
But I won't put on a shirt
We'll put a couch in the front yard
And drink until we puke

So we'll drink today away
In the sun in the front yard
And we'll fall asleep before it's dark
Day drink today

I'm day drinking today
Whiskey beer day drink
Track Name: Married At Thirty
How could you forget something like this?
We Walked along that dark path
Until we found that open park bench
We sat and talked and smiled

It was my birthday
And you were the one who cared
We had a real meal and laughed
As we took in that

It was my birthday
And you were the one who cared
On that spring night downtown

I came up for a visit
And stayed with you
Those times were glorious
We drank wine
Listened to tunes
Conversed about the future

I remember that deal we made

We drunkenly made out
And fell asleep in eachother's arms
I woke to few words I left
And knew I would see you again

I was driving through your town
I stopped by you showed me around
We had such a great evening Mags
With drinks and food and I drove home

I remember that deal we made

The last time I saw you
We were back downtown
We laughed over beers
As I was still sulking in pain
You were the one I thought of all along
We walk through the park with our drunken smiles

It's twelve years later and I still drink of you
The calls have long stopped but the love it grew
Someday I will see you again
We'll laugh and drink and talk about how we have been

I wonder if it's you and do you think the same?
If we saw eachother would we laugh and smile everyday?
Those years are just fading into memories
Drunken pictures only kind of bring you back to me
Track Name: Felt Just Like Vacation (Bomb The Music Industry!)
Your floor felt like falling backwards in a steady slipstream. The lazy tide is bringing me to shore. Eighty degree water, I see right to the bottom. Take the pressure off for good. Don't give me anymore. Give me the worst sleep spots, corners to get stuck in, pump me full of friends and alcohol and I'll be thinking of you long after the night's through. Long after I'm peeled off of the wall and shipped to Brooklyn. And it might be 'cause I'm not alone but this vacation feels more like home than habitually checking my phone for texts I won't respond to from people I don't talk to. In truth, December destroyed me. January crushed me. By February, I was not myself. March rolled in like beatings and rolled out like a bear hug. In April I stared out the window for a fucking month. I don't want October. I don't want November. I don't want to feel those crippling blows that I can't explain to myself, my friends or you so I soften them with hours of Nintendo. And it might be 'cause I'm not alone but this vacation feels more like home than refreshing e-mails I won't respond to from people I don't talk to. Please give me Caye Caulker, my feet in the water, someone who doesn't yawn when I go on and I'll be thinking of her long after the summer. Long after the crowd is bored and talking shit and moved away and everybody's gone so the winter never kills me. Winter won't kill me.
Track Name: Sleep
Today I suppress the same thoughts
As two hundred or so others
In perfect synchronization
Will this be the end of it all

We walk on, we sit down
Some take drugs, others sleep
We all had that thought
I know we had the same thought

We had the same thought

I often have this recurring dream
I am running as planes fall from the sky
Planes of all kinds, big or small
Attempt to crash into me

I can hide but they can see
I guess it doesn't feel like kamikaze
I don't remember one ever actually killing me
But it's horrific

It's horrific

I'll awake in a cold sweat
I'll awake in a cold sweat

I'll get sick again
Everything spins around
And I will sleep again

Keep puking
Keep sleeping
Keep puking
Keep sleeping
Keep sleeping
Keep sleeping