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The Miniboss EP

by Go, Robo! Go!

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Oh, I'm starting to believe that there's something in my system Rearranging nuts and bolts and- Hey, pay attention! Like pacifism in new bloom Its the taste inside my mouth Resembling a bitter pill So I just try and spit it out But its directing all my drives Dictating my ambition Redesigning, motivating, rewriting my prescriptions I've got quotas to fill The market trading is still on time I got my adaptive thought process My countenance is blind I feel like an American poet But I don't know what to write So I'm sitting here real quiet Til they say that it's my time for me to Come up to the blackboard and try to recite All their silly little patterns and vagrant little rhymes Like it's the last thing they would do They found a way to keep us quiet Only problem is they're killing off a virus with a virus So just know when anxiety grips you, man Its for your health The only side effect might be losing your sense of self They say that beauty comes in numbers Guess my arithmetic is dull Full of soft lines and hard drives and underpaid tolls I feel like the media, unprocessed Less kick in my step De-evolutionize the data until there's simply nothing left Well, this is blissful disillusion Passing, failing, paranoid? Well, this is helping me to listen while my circuits get destroyed The corporate race to keep us focused Seratonin, cure us all It's microchip insemination Darling, the writing is on the wall.
2.
Defeatism 03:09
You've been playing the translator Dictation by a dictator So assured that I'm incapable So confident I'm falling under On credit from a second line My intentions, redefined Broadcast backwards and in half time Until I'm the one that'll pay the crime Play the victim Recite your symptoms With such conviction Preach defeatism, now Play the victim Enjoy the friction Urge conversation But preach defeatism, now I've been surfacing underneath the weight of your intentions I've been tricking underneath your pacifism So lets rearrange our ties Alleviate whats yours to arrange whats mine Tonight I'm taking back my own design
3.
Shounen A.I. 03:48
Up the stairs and it's brilliant Underneath reformed measure in you Open the door, hand my coat to a doorman Oh, now its into the parlor room Gentleman's conversation on what only the finest liquor could exhume Looks my way Asks my name Lips dressed in a smirk laced with the scent of bourbon like sweet perfume Taking breaths, faking cold shoulders Is it me or the did the room just get colder Whispers and before I can think we're cuing a backstage exit My heart is pounding As it watches my train of thought derailing A quick silence Inviting him, "tear me apart" Dusty armories watching as we make our way inside Disguised from curious eyes Like kisses from Judas Or Macbeth, unable to pray Behind closed doors and behind these walls I'm being thrown away Hands clawing into my side, pulling back my intents as fingertips itch Among whispers kept to a quiet, rising against The sinking sensation in my chest rising because I know It's coming and I'm waiting for it to tear me apart Oh, I swear that I never meant to do this Please forgive me It's just he told me he loved me Underneath the sheets He spoke like a gentleman With blonde hair like a cherub Pulling me close, leaving me Deflowered most unnaturally A bitter taste of my adultery
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Dearest darling, it's fahrenheit infatuation Kept to a whisper Two sticks to form an equation Well, find your derivative A lust for oxygen Tonight, I make my mark My accent to the sky A cancer designed Secret affair in light I see my name In the crimson sky Lets face an obvious reaction: A boy and a chemical attraction Appealed to this fahrenheit fashion Sin's sweetest vindication My lust is sweet, sus manifest Oh no, sans manifest Swallowed by flames
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Was it the wind, guiding your sails and directing your mast? Oh, calloused little boy, did you lose your treasure map? I should have seen it coming but pride disguises denial. Keep treading water if it makes you feel alive. It's just delusions of grandeur. Come on, baby, practice what you preach. It's another thing to swear by and just one more step out of reach. Save our vessel, save him from himself, save him from his reasons and from what he pleads. He's been calling me out but he's too far out for rescue. The prideful sailor and his disaster at sea. Is it what makes you feel alive? I should have seen it coming. Look where your rebel flag got you, but maybe I was never really aware of you at all. I shouldn't have put it past you, but when I was swimming past you, I was leaving you to take the fall. We're testing warning of a high tide and below the waters is a friend of mine. So go on, I should have never made it worth my time. I should have never put it past you to cross the line.

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Our first EP, recorded in 2007.

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released April 25, 2007

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GO, ROBO! GO! - "THE MINIBOSS EP"
Matt Nix - vocals
Joe Dolan - bass, organ
Blake Dailey - guitar
Leandra Reeves - drums
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Recorded at Morrow House Studios.
Engineered by Max Morrow.

Album art by Daniel Araujo.

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Go, Robo! Go! Powder Springs, Georgia

Nerd rock and roll from Atlanta. We're really sexy.

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