45th St. Queens (2014)

by Private Victories

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Three achy, claustrophobic, desperate sounding demo tracks recorded in Astoria, Queens in the fall of 2014.

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released December 15, 2016

Grant Carey - Guitar, Vocals, Ukelele

BIRDNOSE audio - mixing & remastering

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Track Name: Burning
well, the temperature last night
dipped down to 38 degrees
I put pajamas on
and watched TV
and I thought I had a fever
staring at the screen
I felt my ears get hot
and my eyes get weak

oh but I was just burning
burning, burning, burning for you

I climbed into bed
I hadn't came for a week
I pulled the covers up
and I reached down deep
and I tried to imagine my mate
but she was covered in weeds
and I broke open spread eagle in the leaves

but I was just burning
burning, burning, burning for you

nights like these I wanna leave New York City
pack my clothes, grab the van
and drive somewhere pretty
maybe some small ski town
with a real nice pub
and a place we'd rent and get fucked up
Track Name: Imaginary Circumstances
there on the double-decker bus
from the corner of the very back row
you thought you heard dogs barking
but it was just a stupid cellphone ringtone

we emerge from the Lincoln Tunnel
and there - out the corner of my eye
I thought I saw snow
but it was just aging traffic paint

stepping out of the shower
there in the foggy mirror glow
I thought I was beautiful
Track Name: Giving Up Control
listening to the wind run down your street
3am porno streak
you took off all your clothes
and you loathed yourself
people told you you weren't well

turning on the fan just to hear machines
well I'm sick of this translucent screen
I'm giving up control
I think I know myself
I'm not living in different cells

staring at the cars parked in the street
that yellow light casts something mean
if I was lying in the road
half naked with wet hair
I don't wanna know
if you'd bring me inside
I wanna know if you'd make love to me, darling
dead or alive

when was the last time you grabbed me by my neck and put your mouth on mine?