Either Or

by San Marina

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released December 21, 2012

All songs written and recorded by Church
All lyrics written by Ryan Brownrigg (except Lounge and Brittle and Bare by Marta Cikojevic)
Mastered at Lacquer Channel Mastering by Andrew Cowan - lacquerchannel.com
Album photography by Alice Xue - alicexue.com

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Track Name: Lounge
His breath smelt like cigarillos,
And her breath smelt like wine
To everybody watching,
They were having a real good time

It was his last breath,
Little did he know,
She kept a 45 in her pocket,
And oh boy was it going to blow

He leaned over and whispered in her ear,
"Talk me some dirty slang"
So she leaned over with her finger on the trigger,
And yelled, "bang, bang, bang"
Track Name: Liquid Eggs, a Headache, and Dirty Hands
Carved his name on your head,
But you better fuck your man,
Or you'll be canned

Liquid eggs,
A headache,
And Dirty hands

Drilled his face in your eyes,
But you better fuck your man,
Or you'll be canned

Liquid eggs,
A headache,
And dirty hands
Track Name: How did I get this Bored?
Girl in my dreams,
You always keep me company
You're always in my head,
But i really need you to leave

How'd I get this bored?
Why did I plant this tree?
Thought it could be blessed,
But it's a fucking mess

It's caught in my hair,
The worst kind of treason
But I don't really care,
I wait for a change in season

But oh my god I can't think on the fly,
And oh my god, the problem is clear in the sky

I learned to shut my mouth,
Clogged it up with paper towel
I cut up my knees,
Trying to get you out of here

How'd I get this bored?
Why did I plant this tree?
Thought it could be blessed,
But it's a fucking mess

It's caught in my hair,
The worst kind of treason
But I don't really care,
I wait for a change in season

But oh my god I can't think on the fly,
And oh my god, the problem is clear in the sky
Track Name: Brittle and Bare
Brittle and bare,
The bed he lied on there
Every night until dawn,
For purposes so wrong
Take this pill and the glass,
Don't refuse the past,
It comes and gets you fast

Oh as I bleed,
Behind the door you watch,
And let me go

Take the pistol and the seeds,
Hide them good from me
For I will be back,
With a wrath too deep to see
Fire lights the road,
And low and behold,
They sent the wolves on me

Oh as I bleed,
Behind the door you watch,
And let me go

As I walk into the room,
The crowd starts to bend,
I can see for hours,
But they can't see what's in front of them

Oh as I bleed,
Behind the door you watch,
And let me go
Track Name: I'm in the Way
Constant flame,
Burning in a grave
Always balancing either and or
It's the same old place,
Just fumbling with fear,
And tree's that know what is wrong
Grass that grabs my air,
Air that fills up my lungs
With everything bending,
I run

I'm in the way of gravity and nature's grace,
I'm in the way,
I'm in the way

Pull me out of this womb,
Open the windows of this room
I'd scratch my name on the wall,
And watch nature stand tall
Combing my hair with a crucifix,
I feel like Arya,
Drinking piss

I'm in the way of gravity and nature's grace,
I'm in the way,
I'm in the way
Track Name: Pissed Jeans
Grew up in pissed jeans,
Now I'm just trying to stay clean
Pulled on to a side street,
Covered in concrete

And everything,
Fell around me
Balanced joy with grief,
And pulled out my teeth

Grew up with slit wrists,
Now I'm just boiling tea leaves
Forget everything I did,
Forget everything I'll do

A smell of garbage,
A blood stain,
Is all that will remain
Track Name: Either Or
I can see an old man,
In a valley,
Eating something,
That he made
His face is tired,
Cause he don't want to show you what he's done to me,
Or what he'll do to you

His skin is covered,
In dirt from labour
It's built up over,
All his time
And I don't want to look into his eyes,
Cause I'm afraid to follow in his demise

So when I get hungry,
Find a way to stop me,
From getting angry,
At Limos
And then I'd see,
It isn't sympathy I've been chasing,
But vacancy in a state of relief
And then I'd swallow,
My pride like yellow jackets,
And follow Edesia
It would take a while to pull,
But I would find that I am quite full

Been building a room,
Filling it with prophecies
And it almost seems done
I've got quite a collection of detailed notes and coloured slides to scope,
But there's a tunnel,
Leading somewhere,
Pulling on my hair,
Telling me to stay
And the worst part about it is,
I'm not sure if I believe in it
Track Name: Rip Off of a Better Song
Don't want to sound empty,
But everything I feel isn't there-
It's gone,
Somewhere I'm unsure of,
But I don't care-
There's nothing,
To be happy for,
I'm just a glare from the endless light that's cast upon the ground

Don't want to look dead,
But where else can I lay besides this grave?
I guess,
I could take a walk or catch a train,
To where,
My feet won't burn and solace is even in pain
But does such a place even exist?

Don't want to sound angry,
But everything I do ends up free
Looks like,
I'm not good enough to be released,
Or even,
Given the chance to relocated this stream of thought,
That rests inside of my brain

Don't want to grow old,
Cause what's the point in staying around,
And seeing,
Everyone I know enter the ground?
Please bury me first cause I don't want to hear the sound,
Of crying,
Coming from all of my hopeless friends

Don't want to be me,
A boring, lonely excuse of a man who can't,
Make up a decision or make a plan
Why don't,
I drop out of school,
And join a clan of people,
All balanced on a beam?