.​.​.​And It's Been Downhill Ever Since

by Your Local Cemetery

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All proceeds will go to the Trevor Project, an organization that helps to prevent suicide among LGBTQ youth.

This album is dedicated to our friend Brittany and all of our beautiful friends in the LGBTQ community. We love you all <3

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released June 9, 2017

Adrian DeLeon: Guitar, Vocals
Eric Rotteveel: Piano
Jacob Sutherland: Guitar, Vocals

Produced and Recorded by Jacob Sutherland

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Your Local Cemetery Dixon, California

Greasy rock from a dusty town. Dixon, CA.

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Track Name: If I Could Write a Better Love Song I Would But Right Now It's the Best I Got
Let's go for a ride where the street lights might empty out our eyes I will buy the chips that don't hurt your teeth

If I could write a better love song I would but right now it's the best I got

Hide away with me I'll build you a home I'll rub your feet and your aching knee until I bleed from my bones and one day when the snow carries you away I'll be there to place tulips just atop your grave

If I could write a better love song I would but right now it's the best I got
Track Name: $300 Check
My feet are getting heavy my hands won't stay steady I don't know If I'll ever breathe normal again

But I'm a mess you should've left me for dead I dropped out of college just to clear my head but now I'm in the trash looking for my 300 dollar check It wasn't my fault but now it's soaking wet

My feet are getting heavy my hands won't stay steady I don't know If I'll ever breathe normal again my eyes are getting heavy my vision's getting messy I don't know if I'll ever see normal again

Hide under the sheets away from all my friends everything got worse what more did I expect and now I'm in the trash looking for my 300 dollar check it wasn't my fault but now it's soaking wet
Track Name: Cracked Steering Wheel
How can I keep my sanity when the only reason I wake up is an hour and forty on a Wednesday morning that decides if I'm happy or hate myself again

Talk to me tell me what's going on inside your mind does it match mine do you hate me suffocate me because either way I'm going down and I'd rather be killed by your hand than my own because at least then I'd know that I didn't have to die alone

Now the one thing keeping me alive is a cracked steering wheel from a lonely drive where I nearly wrecked my car just outside town
They'd have found me upside down surround me with a garbage bag I'm sorry
Track Name: Highway 113
We don't need to drive around to count the stop lights in our town we just need to think about how much we want to get the fuck out

All you do is rip apart my seams make me get down on my knees all because I'd rather be anywhere than hanging out with your stupid friends

The only thing I really need is a healthy midnight scream speeding down highway 113 with a pocket full of anxiety

If I make it out of my mind alive I'm gonna leave this town to die
Track Name: Coffee or Food or Anything
I don't think that I could stand to meet you I don't think that I could stand to watch you walk away the minute you see my face

I don't think that you could stand to meet me I don't think you realize I'm not worth anything and the perfect me inside your mind won't match the me you find inside so please stop pretending I mean anything

So let's meet up for coffee or food or anything then you can see the person that you don't want me to be and I'm so sorry
Track Name: Grey
Grey neither white nor black I'm a constant in-between of something decent but I'm not that

Grey like the only hoodie I own and the only pants that fit an in-discernible piece of flesh I'll never stand out from the rest

I can't expect you to notice me in this world that's full of color but promise if you ever need me you won't run for cover

Give me your heart we can paint on the walls of your mind using every beautiful scrap that we can find