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OPTIMIST MUSIC VIDEO
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All songs by American Television
Recorded at Empty Bottle Records – Manassas, VA
Release Date: August 17, 2015

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released August 17, 2015

All songs by American Television
Recorded at Empty Bottle Records – Manassas, VA
Release Date: August 17, 2015

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Track Name: Optimist
I should kick myself for being such an optimist
Like a bug into a web, I fly right into it

It’s my character to be positive
And although it’s fucking obvious
I never learn

But the truth is written on the walls tonight
And I don’t know what it means
Forget the past an open mind
Optimist

The proof is pounding on the doors outside
But it’s falling on deaf ears
Forget the past an open mind
Optimist

If I pinch myself maybe i’ll snap out of it
Like the trust of a child, I forgive and forget

It’s my character to be positive
And although it’s fucking obvious
I never learn

It’s seldom people change
As time ticks by, so much of the same

It’s my character to be positive
Although the script is obvious
I’ll never learn
Track Name: Dead & Gone
To the people who drop the guillotine
The ones that take you to your knees
Where are they now?

Insults that cut you to the core
The ones that make you plead “no more!”
Where are they now?

Take a look around
Pry up the floorboards
Where your tears once fell
If these walls could talk

Just knock’em down
Leave them in the past
Nowhere to be found
They’re dead and gone

They’re dead and gone
Moved on to better days
They focused on, all the small things
Seen some wasted days, being a victim
Now they got a taste

And all the quiet ones, are spoken free
And all the wicked ones, are seated beneath me