Don't Hold Me To It

by Carry Yourself

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Special thanks To Mike Poisson from House of Fish Productions for his patience and advice while recording vocals on the EP and handling the mastering.
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released October 28, 2011

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Track Name: The Intention is There
The Intentions is There
This feels like a last resort, sorting through all those notes that I once wrote. Hoping to pinpoint the moment I made apathy the key. Trying to bounce back from these past few years. Filled with intentions that might fall flat, but let me hope, I need that. I'll let you in on something if you promise not to hold me to it. I want to be proud, I want to hold my head up high.
Track Name: Face to Face
Face to Face
Is it late night or early morning, lately I can't even tell the difference. The birds that wake you sing me to sleep. And so I lay here filled with intentions, making notes for shit I won't make happen. I wish that I meant well, but I don't anymore, I am trashed lost and sore. And as we sat here face to face, passive, trying to find my place. Thought you saw, honesty in my eyes, thought I'd reach for the sky. And as we sat here face to face, the world spinned, I was still. Thought you saw, honesty in my eyes, thought I'd reach for the sky. The boundaries I've imposed myself are closing down on me. And I'm pacing, looking for space, but the search is in vein it seems. I'd get seasick if there was too much motion, no premises support my conclusion, but I buy it anyways. And so I lay here with a grin on my face, figurative brick shoes on my feet, and they keep me from moving. And as we sat here face to face, passive, trying to find my place. Thought you saw honesty in my eyes, my leg shaked, and I lied.
Track Name: Silence is Golden
Silence is Golden
I hate the way the words 'I'm tired', roll off the tip of my tongue. The way they make their way from the back of my brain to form an audible complaint. The I try to shake it off but it tends to remain. And then I say it, why do I say it, not all of my thoughts were meant to be voiced. It doesn't seem to sink in that at times I can keep things to myself. It's not like I'm in too deep, the water is barely at my feet. And while there is merit in sharing thoughts there is a limit to it. Everyday aches, get over it, there has been worst I know it. But then I say it, why do I say it, not all of my thoughts were meant to be voiced. When will I learn that silence is golden?
Track Name: By Few Means
By Few Means
And as I held on I was only as strong as my weakest arm, since I never bothered putting both hands to work together. And to be blunt, I'm being a procrastinating fuck, half assed passive intentions. I guess that it's easier to be content with average, when you only give a fraction of what you have, so I'll just stand here arms crossed. I'd rather scrape by then strive and falter, I guess it's comforting to know that if I fuck up, I can play it off like I could have done it better. One of my great fears that has been prevalent for years, is having shortcomings while knowing I have been trying. I guess it's time to let go and let it be so, and crawl back into bed and... I guess that it's easier to be content with average, when you only give a fraction of what you have.
Track Name: Slowly, Lately
Slowly Lately
They told me that time would fly by much quicker progressively so as I would grow older, as I would grow older. And so I am subject too a somewhat itching urge, to dismiss everything that does not meet standards. And so what if I'm bitter. But after all this time, you should know that impatience it crawls inside my head, makes it's way to my veins. What chance oh what chance does this world have of spinning the right way for me? Just to let you know, that time has been moving so slowly lately. I just don't know what you mean when you say it flies by without you noticing. But after all this time, you should know that impatience it crawls inside my head, makes it's way to my veins. What chance oh what chance does this world have of spinning the right way for me?
Track Name: Outro
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