Male Bondage

by Dylan Ewen

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Credits:
Jim Munger: Bass on "Fkuu Me"
Chris Geller: Bass on other tracks
Dylan Ewen: Everything else

Mixed and mastered by Zach Weeks
www.zachweeks.net

Cover photo by Elle DioGuardi
www.le-d.tumblr.com

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released 23 January 2015

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Track Name: Handcuffs
I wanna put handcuffs on ya baby
I wanna put handcuffs on ya baby
Woah

I wanna tie you to the bedpost baby
I wanna tie you to the bedpost baby
Woah

There's so many freaky things I wanna do
I want you to beg for me inside of you
Woah
Track Name: House of Pity
What's the point in being twelve
Jacking off by myself
I hate myself and I wanna die
Show me the point in living life

Cause I just can't figure out
What there is to care about
When everything is such a drag

Kill me
I wanna die

Slit my wrists man I wish
Cut the shit and just give in
What's keeping me here I wish I knew
Tell me now before I lose

My mind and sanity
I feel so hurt and empty
But I guess it's really not that bad

Kill me
I wanna die
Track Name: Short On Time
I am short and strapped for time
You go your way and I'll go mine
I know it's hard to live a lie
But you seem to be getting by just fine

I gotta go so make it quick
Cause I'm already late and I don't give a shit
I always wondered if you knew what I meant
When I said you were dull and dumb as a brick

Hey miss misses on the avenue
Are you the love that I once knew
Who got up and left me for somebody new

Why do you waste my time
Why do you steal my shine
And steal my friends for yourself
Soon you'll run out of people and there'll be nobody left
Hey hey I can't wait for that day

You got some kind of nerve
Trying to showcase your worth
When you don't know that what you deserve
Is a trash can and a bucket of worms

I gotta go so tell me now
If you got something to say or talk about
I know it's hard when your opinions don't amount to much

Why do you waste my time
Why do you steal my shine
And steal my friends for yourself
Soon you'll run out of people and there'll be nobody left
Hey hey I can't wait for that day
Track Name: Horses R Better Than Boys
Horses are better than boys
They won't leave you high and dry

Horses are better than boys
They won't make you cry

Horses are better than boys
They are someone you can trust

Horses are better than boys
You'll always have way more fun
Track Name: I Forgot How To Have Fun
I feel just like giving up
The joy I once had is all gone
Days drag on like they're never gonna end
And I can't seem to connect with any of my friends
I wish someone would have told me
I would get this this lonely

I am constantly on the edge
Kill myself now or wait a little bit
I just wanna know the day it's gonna end
Give me a calendar so I can fit it in
I've waited around long enough
Now it's time to give up

I guess I'm just not having fun anymore
I told myself I'd never let it go this far
Last week I bought a pack of razorblades
Hoping I could cut down on a little of this pain
Now I'm intact but empty
I wish someone would help me

Don't you feel a little bad
Taking those blades out of my hand
I guess it was for the best
But I'm still bored and depressed

I'm miserable I've been this way my whole life
Why I was born I'll never know why
Some people know just how to have fun
Now I know I'm not one of them
I feel ripped off
But not that much
But not that much
Track Name: Fkuu Me
Fuck me I made a mistake
I feel like this happens almost everyday
Each week is just a string of disappointment
Obsession over regret and a lack of enjoyment

Why

Fuck you, you let me down again
This feels just like all my other boyfriends
Each time it's just a string of disappointment
Stupid shit you said and fucks I try to forget

Why

I just hate myself man
Wondering where my head went
If I jumped in front of the subway
Would you be my friend

Fuck this I feel so empty
Put a gun to my head pull the fucking trigger and kill me
Each moment is just a repeat of the last one
Anxiety attacks and fatalistic boredom

Why