A Safe Kind of Hell

by Landon Echeverio

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released December 20, 2013

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Landon Echeverio Portland, Oregon

Landon Echeverio is a 22 year old multi-instrumentalist and producer. He describes his works as, "completely open and free from confinement," citing his process as a source of true enjoyment due to the fact that he has no preconceptions about what his finished products should yield. ... more

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Track Name: Tinsel
I hate the idea of tinsel
Who the fuck wants to fake icicles?
It's cold enough 'round these parts

I sketched some blueprints of castles
But who the fuck wants to build them
Ruins are after all quite the tourist attraction

And I hate people
I hate talking to anyone other than you

Cause you're not listening
Your just taking the piss



God went away so we could be children of men
Ring around the rosie a pocket full of nothing

But we empty them anyways
We empty them any way
Empty them for all to see

If we're working with nothing
It's somehow now comforting to beg for our own charity

So beg beg beg beg beg to become whole
Beg beg beg beg beg to be humble
Beg beg beg beg beg beg beg to be civil

Nah, we're just fucking rats but you haven't killed us off just yet

we're crawling around
learning to love this ground
something about just how filthy we get somehow potions the notion to never regret

where we came from

Home
its just four walls
and some ceiling
but it feels warm
doesn't it?

Death
it's just shut eye
it's only sleeping
but it feels cold
doesn't it?

Beg beg beg beg beg beg beg to be alone

I just got a new candy van
I'm gonna let the kids taste my stuff
They will come running foaming at the mouth
For another taste of the crutch

Now I'm crushing on the wide eyes of doubt
The eyes in the back of your head turn around
to catch eyes at the foot of your grave looking down
I left flowers to wilt and rot
Seemed appropriate
I just got a new candy van

Beg beg beg beg beg beg beg to be alone
Track Name: Love Me Analog
Our hearts beat mono in a stereo world
All the digital kids up and left
This wax is too touchy feely for the touchy feely fiends

But they left the needle on
So come help me spin
If you leave me unattended
I will turn circles until I become a square

Don't you miss my germs soiling your sheets?
I only jumped ship in hopes the seed would grow
But your dirt is too dry to quench my now whetted appetite

But you left my legs in tact
So come cripple me, I'll come hobbling
If you leave me unattended
I will come crutching to an uninviting door

But they left the needle on
So come help me spin
If you leave me unattended
I will turn circles until I become a square