Avant Gold

by Ryat

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released March 8, 2011

Produced and Mixed by Greg AugenBlick, with additional Production by Ryat and Tim Conley. Master by Jessica Thompson

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Track Name: In Your Face
Its that simple
your one of those people
whats our love
if you cants trust
you lied in my face

I asked you kindly
Are you drinking
I can tell
you are not doing well

your just a big fake
your just a big fake

you once promised always
to protect me alway on the fourth of july
don't you know that with truth
lies never protect you
in the end its just me
and my world upside down
my world upside down
Track Name: The Gaze
Our coalition is ricocheting.
I've been thinking 'bout definition...
perception is off with the exploitation.
women, there's more to sell.

And my whistle blows to stop the gaze,
bury the hatchet,
dull the blades,
let the wild flowers rage.

You're imprinting a numb lust depiction.
The young woman are disoriented,
woman there's more to know.

And my whistle blows to stop the gaze,
bury the hatchet,
dull the blades,
let the wild flowers rage.
Track Name: The Fish that Lived out of Water
Why do they
set us up
oh so we
cannot breath
I know one
who had stepped
to a ledge and jumped instead
I know another
lived in a ocean
Took one breath everyday
so he learned to live on land
I know another
lived in a ocean
Its not so impossible
only if you tell yourself so
Track Name: Superficial Friction
Superficial Friction

You don't treat your superficial friction...
Too many problems...
Risk it
just break the spell!

Just to think your
Women and children....
And oh they own them
Turn that chip on.

its a hum drum, yeh
its a hum numb, yeh
its a numb drum, yeh
its a hum numb, yeh

And the fascination with the distance
Do what you will
Just please invade this hell

Just to think your..
Women and children
And oh they own them..
Turn that chip on.

its a hum drum, yeh
its a hum numb, yeh
its a numb drum, yeh
its a hum numb, yeh