Sleeper EP

by Naked Ant

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Approach with lots of caution. This one's kind of a mess.


released June 22, 2015

Ben and Mitch's parts recorded in Mitch's basement on June 20. Jason's parts recorded in Jason's basement shortly after.

All songs written by Ben except for "From Archery To Argonaut", which was written by Justin Normandy.



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Naked Ant Mount Laurel, New Jersey

Hello Whirled = Ben (vocals, guitar, bass)
22 = Jason (drums, piano, vocals)
KHZC = Mitch (bass, guitar, synths)

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Track Name: Sleeper
I know I'm pretty well
and it doesn't hurt to question your hell
I feel that you're unsure
and you don't know where to look
to reclaim all of that life I took

I hurt you pretty hard
found inactive in the yard
cruelly head on, bad in taste
hindsight cannot be erased
tell me, have I really gone too far?

that's quite the puppetry
arms far outstretched to me
arms far outstretched to me

are you feeling well?
do you have a story to tell?
of navy forests under black sky
sedentary crows that wish to fly
that went well, I guess I'm satisfied
Track Name: Golden Lovely
you're a ghost and I'm the seer
there is no way out of here
trapped inside to die again
can we save it for the end?

your sheets are golden and
you don't look quite dead
so I guess I'll take advantage
of what you've given me

still alive, survived the fall
I grasped you tightly through it all
and though we very may part from here
don't ever let you disappear

your hair is golden and
no longer almost dead
so I have no more to say
Track Name: 14
she's a temporary state
travel off the coast of hate
fell off bombs to concentrate
she's a temporary state
on a temporary high
drive on Honorary Drive
take all day to be alive

sidetrack on the western star
back into your neighbor's car
"dial-up wasn't all that great"
she's a temporary state
on a sad-sack country road
she takes notes to incinerate
broke his wrists blowing his load