Armon Pakdel

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weird poppy electronic rock + bittersweet lyrics + tongue-in-cheek surrealism

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released April 1, 2013

Vocals, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, bass guitar, keyboards, synth, & sequencing performed by Armon Pakdel.
All songs written and recorded solely by Armon Pakdel, with the exception of a quote from As I Lay Dying at the end of "Scared of You", a sample of B.B. King's "Take A Swing With Me" in "Oblivion", and certain free-use samples in "The Killer"

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Track Name: Hatred
Well I believe there’s nothing wrong with hating someone who deserves to be hated
Let your malice be naked
Don’t conceal the hatred
The hatred
The hatred
The hatred

Well I will spite the former friends and flings and lovers who I told to be patient
Someone tell me where they went
I refuse to be vacant
The vacant
The vacant
The vacant

I need to leave
I cannot breath
But every time I try

I can’t believe
You’re so beneath me
Fabricating all your lies

You are the storyteller in the pathos you control
But there’s nothing you can say to me I haven’t heard before

Well I don’t like the puppeteers and puppet masters who refuse to let fate spin
Spiderwebs and let tangents
Assume the form of the hatred
The hatred
The hatred
The hatred

Well I refuse to look at myself looking inwards, metaphysical nameless
Trace the patterns of rejects
I reject the impatient
Impatient
Impatient
Impatient

I need to leave
I cannot breath
Cause every time I try

I can’t believe
You’re so beneath me
Fabricating all your lies

You are the storyteller in the pathos you control
But there’s nothing you can say to me I haven’t heard before