Contains Mild Peril

by Nameless

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The original EP with a spanking ruddy-cheeked new mix. This expanded edition includes brand new remixes and sounds more annoyed than ever.

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released July 12, 2013

First printing 13th December 2003.
Second printing 12 July 2013.

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Track Name: Greatest Hits
Some days it's worth it and some days it isn't.
It's getting better, but you hate it.
It's the most important thing in your life.

Some days it's stomach acid.
It cuts and rips and doesn't count.
So give up to it and chase and chase.
Keep going down.
Maybe the girl with the globe
was right all along.
I don't like to think about that
because it implies too much.

If I give you a mask you'll tell me the truth.
You've got to believe in something
and I believe in that.

So go to the same old club
keep covering the same old ground,
rather than do anything new.
I don't think you're really happy,
not that you seem to care.
Maybe you just haven't noticed.

If I give you a mask you'll tell me the truth.
You've got to believe in something
and I believe in that.

And I hate everyone you've ever touched.
Track Name: Think!
We'll walk through the town
and we'll laugh at the jumping pigs
who don't like the things
that we've been taught to like.
So let's assure ourselves,
that in fact we're just ace.
Rub glitter in each others hair
and shave obscenities into next-doors pets.

Come over here and cut this off.
I want to dye it blue instead,
like the guy on the cover.
Let's pull up roses,
deride who we're told to.
Give me a free cd and I'll believe anything.

I can't think for myself.

Pull out the cork.
I need to get drunk.
It's all I need.
I need to be messed up,
justify my uniqueness;
my correct opinion.
I get an epiphany through my weekly subscription.

I can't think for myself.

And when you can't fill the page count
with manufactured exclusives,
run off a few stickers,
to compliment those nice balloons.

I can't think.
I can't think for myself.
Track Name: Mamihlapinatapai
I want my children tagged.
I want everyone named and shamed.
I want to work in a call centre again.
You said that you'd support me in everything that I chose to do.
Well, so long as it was what you told me to.

Why can't this be a perfect world?

So do something before one of us dies.

And the fires are no use
when they obstruct the sun.
Who's leading the prayers?
Who's waiting outside?
Who's holding the shotgun?
He reflects in my glasses,
can cut me open with a smile.
He wonders "is any of this worthwhile?"

Why can't this be a perfect world?

So do something before one of us dies.
Track Name: Needleteeth
There's nothing here.
It's all twisted.
It's all cold,
and when you try your tiny lies,
you murder it
even more than you did before.

So don't promise me anything.
Leave me the fuck alone.
No don't promise me anything, anything at all.

The further away you are, the safer I feel.
The further away you are, the more real I feel.

Bars never let me in after that incident.
And you can only say "sorry" so many times,
before you start to mean it.

And the things with the sharp fur, needleteeth,
they follow you,
worshipping your open trail.

The further away you are, the safer I feel.
The further away you are, the more real I feel.