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Circa '92

by Machines Of Our Own

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Lyrically, Circa '92 focuses on a difficult upbringing, without the presence of a father figure. It is written with two different perspectives, alternating between details of a personal account, and from a broad perspective that can (hopefully) apply to others' experiences. Everyone needs to know that they aren't alone in their struggles, and should never feel otherwise... at its core that is what this song is about. The bulk of the song was recorded live in a single take, hopefully reflective of the bombastic nature of the lyrical content, and the agressive attitude present throughout. We truly hope you enjoy it.

lyrics

It was a night just like any other
Fake problems and anarchy, my dear it was no reason to shudder
I was trapped inside, no answers for my calls
How can I be real if I'm no one at all?

Who was I in the beginning? Where were you?
I felt utterly alone from the age of 2
No role model, no conscience
I stumbled and fell, my mother did as well
And the eyes upon me never bothered to pull off more than the shell

He took in breath of failure, and it seeped into his skin
The wrongs bled their way out and his rights were never mentioned
He broke his bones in spite of all the split ends, so let him cue you in

You were never around, you made a point to fuck and fight your way into letting me down
You locked me out, you define the origin of a broken house
I don't have to come from a broken home
I don't have to come from a fucking broken home

He took in breath of failure, and it seeped into his skin
The wrongs bled their way out and his rights were never mentioned
He broke his bones in spite of all the split ends, so let him cue you in

That was her life, and she needed you
She hasn't been the same since you broke her in two
She's had enough, and I just want her to be freed

Don't you see he's got so much to give?
I didn't build myself for you
I have a voice and a life to prove
I compartmentalized too much all for you

Replace everything I felt promised to me
Guess we all can't be what we're destined to be
Please just let me get this out
Just let me get this out

I've never been good enough for you
I've never been exactly what you wanted
I can never be the son you desired

So much to give and you threw that away
Not quite enough, not enough to shake
Even in that one act play, in everything, it was never good enough for you

When you wake up again and you see yourself
Remember the bed you're in and how it felt

Just how it felt

credits

released January 25, 2013
Song written and performed by Machines of Our Own.
Produced by Jacob Price and Machines of Our Own
Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered at IMC Recording Studios by Jacob Price
Assistant engineered by Aaron Walter
Special thanks to:
Sarah Passon, Travis Blavis, Tim Cissell, and everyone else that had any involvement whatsoever.

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Machines Of Our Own Rockwall, Texas

We are a band that's trying to do something different, making both music that we enjoy as musicians but also holds purpose for others that hear it. We hope you find something of substance in music, and that it moves you.

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