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World Tour: Part 2

by assorted artists

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1.
War Cry 02:13
Venatur Venatur Venatur Venatur I am a Tiger Mine is a legacy of fire and blood Fire like the flames of the River Phlegethon Fire of our hearts, burning like incineration Blood of those we swore we would never Look Back at And yet we feel our heads turning I am a Tiger My team is my shield I will fear no umpire, And when I swing my bat, I swing for glory And when I run, I run with ghosts at my back And I will bring them to bear I am a Tiger One Stripe of the Many And no one will wrest that title from me, Not in life or otherwise And when that time comes, And the cruel gods surround me Do not mourn me Because Tigers do not die So though Look Back I may I forever will move forward Now in Violence name I shout TIGRIS VENATUR!
2.
SCHNEIDER BENDIE: They say you’re in a better place now Like there’s a better place than New York City At least I hope you’re getting rest now ‘Cuz over here I don’t sleep at all Now that you’re gone there’s less room in the apartment ‘Cuz none of us will clear your stuff Maybe I stole your diary Don’t think I’ll read it though Just having it is enough Oh captain ANDREW SOLIS: I know you’re in a better place now No one can hurt you out of New York City You deserve to get some rest now Though I’ll admit, it’s hard to sleep alone Now that you’re gone there’s less room in the apartment ‘Cuz none of us will clear your stuff Maybe I took your sweatshirt Don’t think I’ll wear it though Just having it is enough Oh captain PATTY FOX: Dom I’m worried for this team Things aren’t as good as they seem We’ve got stars but we’ve lost steam since we lost you Bendie pitched, I tried to bat! But even then we still fell flat What will it take to see this through? Now that you're gone there’s less room in the apartment ‘Cuz none of us will clear your stuff Maybe I grabbed your pot Don’t think I’ll try it though Just having it is enough Oh captain EVERYONE: Now that you’re gone there’s less room in the apartment The walls are feeling extra thin They say that the captain goes down with his ship This time the ship’s going down with him Oh captain
3.
the kansas city breath mints team is hard to describe the game they play is quite bizarre and no one knows their vibes some say Marco Stink likes seeds or Lenny Spruce is a tree maybe Rod wears cat ears and Oscar has a degree (in teeth) Helga's truck is in a ditch and Hewitt likes to eat the rich but there's one thing that always stays the same they failed the bar that's just who they are they failed the bar with the lowest score by far none of them can practice law they'll never see a day in court 'cause the Breath Mints team collectively failed the bar (seriously, what are they doing?) Twooney pitches from the moon or somewhere deep in space Grey went off to miming school and learned to steal third base Leach lives in a parking lot of an abandoned corner store drinks expired Red Bull from the floor they stole the test from a college class sat criss-cross on the meadow grass Betmint checked the scores then he stood up to announce they failed the bar thought they'd do just fine but they failed the bar multiple times none of them can practice law they'll never see a day in court 'cause the Breath Mints team collectively failed the bar "wait, hold on, this makes no sense, the entire team?" "yes, the entire team failed the bar exam." "even Jessica Telephone?" "that's complicated, but yes! even Jessica Telephone. look, in order to play on the team, you have to fail the bar exam. and if you don't understand that at this point I don't know what else to tell you." they failed the bar that's just who they are they failed the bar with the lowest score by far none of them can practice law they'll never see a day in court 'cause the Breath Mints team collectively failed the bar
4.
Don't Quit 03:39
Wyatt Quitter (Mason) (x12) Wyatt Quitter (Mason) (x10) Wyatt Quitter (x15)
5.
Echoing 03:08
What is this I feel? I'm here in the outfield Do they think I've been destroyed? Am I just paranoid? Fading away... Am I fading away? Or do they hear me (Chorus) Echoing echoing echoing Is anyone receiving receiving receiving me? Please don't quit on me quit on me quit on me 'Cause if there's anything anything anything A quitter wouldn't do It's quit on you I won't lose my voice It's never been my choice I'll keep running toward home base Until I finish the race But it's drifting away... Am I just drifting away? Can you hear me (Chorus, except...) A quitter wouldn't do It's quit... Am I alone here? There static's unclear Is that One? Or Max? Or NaN? I'll get us all out if I can Quitter don't quit... Quitter don't quit! Can you Here me echoing echoing echoing? Is anyone receiving receiving receiving me? (x2) Here me echoing echoing echoing? Is anyone receiving receiving receiving me? Please don't quit on me quit on me quit on me I'll keep reaching out reaching out reaching out I won't give into doubt into doubt into doubt I will lift high, lift good, lift up Until you hear me shout This noise won't beat me I won't quit on me
6.
OUR KICKS! 03:28
Step up to the plate Kick the dirt from your cleats, gonna go great Gonna hit it to the crowd, gonna roar so loud when the blaseball gods incinerate Penguin in a mech throws a mild one Pop fly to the left and you start to run Start to think, maybe it'll be an easy double, But your bare feet touch ground, and you're in trouble Time slows to a craaawl Coach always said, keep your eye on the ball But ya coach never had to fuck with the Shoe Thieves Throw 'em in the pile, whose kicks are these? WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) You got the charges but you’ll never make it stick Got your kicks snatched by the sly men You glance around the dugout and the diamond Your whole entire team's barefoot, time's runnin' out And it's paramount you find them Suddenly your pitcher's in a peanut shell Now you know this game isn't going well When a giant squid god descends from high in the sky to open up another hell Right around this time you're feelin' sick But ya better bet - these thieves are thick Poppin' up from the mound, tossin' up and down Eight giant mothafuckin' cephalo-kicks! WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) You got the charges but you’ll never make it stick The birds settle and the dust clears Crowd heads home for another year You look to the board and the score isn't nearly as bad as a younger You might've feared Twenty-eight runs that your team made One for each shoe lost, seems a fair trade See the Thieves pack up as the ball park lights start to spark and flicker and fade "Thieves Lose" from the loudspeaker More a blowout, than a real squeaker You ask, and they shrug, hold a big bag up, "We were only ever really in it for the sneakers" WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) You got the charges but you’ll never make it stick
7.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpapqEeb36k
8.
Burnt Silk 03:50
Awake Not quite over it yet Feel my crushing debt How am I alive Home Where is my home And where is my phone I need to tell them I’m alright And why Do my hands smell of smoke And my bat make of fire What is this desire And oh I’m just a kid In over his head Far away from my bed What Is this new blood inside Who am I sitting beside Is this some sort of joke I hope Hope that I find Some way to subside All the debt inside And oh I’m just a kid In over his head Far away from my bed And why Why did I not die Who brought me back to this side To bring crimson tides
9.
[Rogue Umpire tried to incinerate Hellmouth Sunbeams hitter Nagomi Nava, but Nagomi Nava ate the flame! They became magmatic!] In the quiet darkness of this place, a call to those who left; reverberating through uncaring space, a prayer to the dead "Please tell me how I can trust again, with no one left? Please tell me how I can bat again, how can I not break?" And now I find myself before the blaze which took their breaths And now I know I must see this end With me, out goes the flame Now the fear has frozen me in place is this the end? Now, a whisper: I soon will, again, see my friends I feel control break and slip away, another wakes I feel the wrath and rage of one I knew as a friend I know I can't resist but still cry out against the shade I know I don't have the power of will to stay here and not fade So this is how it ends There won't be songs sung about today No trophies, no medals amid the grey just me alone with the weight To dry, blood needs air So I'll learn to breathe again but never be the same [they became magmatic!]
10.
Cold Flame 07:44
Sometimes, I feel like a spectator in my own life Just waiting for a familiar voice to call strike I watch myself step up to the plate and swing away You said through it all that you would always love me You'd do anything for any version of me But even then I could feel myself falling away And you must have been so lonely on those cold nights Lying next to me awake in that cold light Wondering about the one you loved before And I need you to believe I really did try But every day's a hollow echo of another life That still has a hold on me even as you hold my hand in yours And I like to think we're still staring at the same sun But you and I both know we're thinking of a different one Some nights I wake and swear I feel the lingering warmth of you As though you'd only just stepped out into another room I hear my own voice echo in the hall Some days the sunlight never quite cuts through the crawling clouds And I can't help but to feel like I'm haunting my own house Someone else's memories framed on the wall But oh, drifting on the wind I hear our favorite song And I smile though I might be remembering it wrong How you would always catch me humming under my breath And I know all too well what it feels like to be pulled apart Tugged in two directions, trying to follow your heart Can you still feel me even now, one thousand thirteen miles out to the northwest? Because I like to think we're still staring at the same sun Even though I know you're thinking of a different one It was everyone's eyes on the way it was going And the look in your eyes like you didn't know me I was meant to hold your heart Felt it break in my hands No lightning strike can put this back just right I want to hold you close but I.. can't Some games I'm frozen by the weight of my own doubt I watch the pitch sail past as I strike out Was it even worth trying, in the end? Still when I see my own reflection in the broken glass of a boarded up cafe just off the beaten path I think I catch a glimpse of what you saw in them So if you are listening somewhere distant through the wires and waves If thoughts could travel on the wind that carried you away And fill the space we left between our unsaid words If I could speak through all the desert dust that's on my tongue If I could reignite the embers glowing in my lungs Compared to days I couldn't touch, it would never be as much as you deserved Even though I know we're thinking of a different one, I still like to think we're staring at the same sun And even if I cannot be the one you're thinking of I hope you know that you were always enough

credits

released April 9, 2021

- War Cry -
by Levi Squier (VNN), @SquierVO

- Now That You're Gone -
written by Louisa Blatt (@louisablatt), with vocals from Louisa Blatt, John Bettonville (@robohunkx), and Julianna Belles (@juliannabelles)

- the entire kansas city breath mints team failed the bar exam. -
Astrid (@AReblase) - writing, production
elliott w. (@postmodern_sin) - vocals, writing
s. lynnette - vocals, clarinet
Sci-Fi Boyfriend (sciencefictionboyfriend.bandcamp.com) - guitar, bass

- Don't Quit -
by LCS, lordcakespy.bandcamp.com

- Echoing -
Lex (@lexkrow) on acoustic guitar, lyrics, and lead and harmony vocals
Sci-Fi Boyfriend (sciencefictionboyfriend.bandcamp.com) on electric guitars, drum programming and harmony vocals

- OUR KICKS! -
2 Headed Hero (@2HeadedHero on Twitter), ROLLINKUNZ! (@ROLLINKUNZ), Bawss Sawss (@bawsssawss), RIOTBARD Productions

- Lo-Pie Beats To Listen To While Baking a Pie/Eating a Pie/Ascending (Episode 3) -
by Kra3tro music @Kra3tor1
kra3tor.bandcamp.com

- Burnt Silk -
by Rosie Drown

- Precognition/Magmatic -
by slavfox (@slavfoxman)

- Cold Flame -
voice and harp by amadis, guitar by moodyabyss

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