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1.
Reintegrated 03:51
I don’t have the perfect skin to make us get known, and i don’t have the trust fund addiction blow I don’t got the cash that would make us sound great, and I can’t get my shift covered on sunday I’m checking my views about ten times a day, and I don’t have an edge that could make that less mundane And I don’t got an amp can we borrow from a band, and i’ve never really known how to work a mic stand And I don’t got the style to be an influencer, all I got is the passion that is driving these words And I can’t write a song that could be called catchy, but if I didn’t do this then I would be less happy But I don't give a shit, not gonna quit, that would make me less happy Cause I’m, I’m feeling it, im feeling it, gonna make myself happy Got my band right beside me Got my friends to come drive me Got some pizza inside me Go pop punk with my rhyming I know that shit just ain’t like me But I’m really just trying To not care what you think of me
2.
I want to be a desert Leaf Left crinkling and decomposing Quail would try to eat what's left of me, but there's nothing, fucking nothin’ In time my matter would be, Like the rocks underneath This city, this city And a kid playing in the dirt, pouring some in his shirt, would stop and think, this stuffs amazing AHHHH AHHHHH AHHHHH AHHHHH I could be a rock in your lawn, that you would never notice gone, cause kids like to pick them up and throw them And I could be the concrete That you tread carefully Avoiding any cracks in me I could be your swimming pool That when you’re kids are at school You sit in, downing white zin And I could be that first throw Of dirt sent 6ft below But don’t worry, I’ll keep their corpse company AHHHH AHHHHHH AHHHHHH AHHHHH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK Decomposing, into what, Its not knowing, that keeps my interest peaked My life keeps flowing, into what, It keeps going, I’m ready to make this leap My hearts a muscle, but soon it's just rubble, Is it weird that thought helps me sleep But I’m just bemoaning, a symptom of growing The pessimist in me
3.
Rejected 03:40
1. I lost your number when I got a new phone I lost time when I moved to a new home I lost yourself in drugs and parties Cocaine staches with fifth of Bacardi You lost care when I didn’t like your partner So I cut you off like hair at the barbers Last I heard you cut them off too But it was too late for me to come through I’m so sorry that they ever touched you I’m so sorry that I lost touch too I’m so sorry how easy it was to watch Your puke lined mouth tellin’ me to fuck off You were laying there crying for your partner to come home So I life you in the bath and I left you all alone And I Just pretended there was nothing I could do Even though I knew he was hitting you It’s all fucked man we were too young Its pretty fucked how we thought it was fun I lost your number when I got a new phone I lost time when I got a new home You lost yourself in drugs and party Cocaine staches with fifth of Bacardi You lost care when I didn’t like your partner So I cut you off like hair at the barbers Last I heard you cut them off too But it was too late for me to come through 2. Cement Floors make me think of you, or anytime the light is orange or blue It’s been years since we’ve talked, or I borrowed your cropped tops I still speak your name in therapy, told me don’t get attached while you fucked me You’d say you were going to break up with your S/O, but you never did, was I your side-hoe? Maybe it was all in my head, and your feelings were misread I believe you never lied, but your intentions were a little quiet But yet, I let ye get what you wanted. A subset, of outlets you exhausted Others got upset, felt like rejects, you said we were solid You told me I was different, part of me still thinks it's true Maybe it was wrong to abandon you But you’ll always be a part of me As long as I’m addicted to nicotine Right now my hair is blue Like a version of you I once knew I see your face in songs sometimes Hear your voice whisperin’ specific lines 3. Of verses to write this one really was the hardest Even though on a map you are the farthest I can feel your presence still embedded in my bones Emptied out the marrow made that shit your home Cuz your life was hard doesn’t mean you can be a dick And you should’ve been more grateful for us dealing with it You should try perspectives that are other than your own An stop using psych terms with meanings you don’t know I should’ve stood my ground when you told me I was wrong But when you're 16 it’s hard to be that strong When you were mean to me I would take it as my fault I was the child and you were the adult, and It’s all fucked though we were too young Its pretty fucked how we thought it was fun It’s all fucked though there’s no guideline But it's pretty fucked that you thought it was fine But then I tried to mimic you to feel like I was smart Hoping you would see my worth, appreciate my art then you started to hate the version of you that I copied And I felt like I’d given up a part of my autonomy To become the kind of person that you would respect But everything I stood for you would always reject Of verses to write this one was the hardest But honestly I'm happier now that it’s done
4.
Accepted 05:04
Locked in a car at age 3, it was Just me, outside my home. And I didn’t scream or cry or moan, I let go. Instead I fell back into the backseat and kicked my feet, in the air. I hoped my mom would notice that I wasn’t there. And she’d care, and she’d care, and she’d care. And that she could come and save me From a life all alone, Living in decrepit homes, and feeling needy when I’m stoned, because it took me back to my home, Where I spent the weekend alone, til my parents intervened and took me out to see a movie, we saw one every week, sitting in a booster seat, with my white cherry icee, and it was then I felt love, but I was so dumb, cause I thought movies where love comes from, and now I’m all alone, sipping beer with a remote, as I wish I could save myself like my mom saved me Locked in a car at age 3, I see me, staring back reflected in the glass and I look so god damn powerless, and I am. And I am stuck there motionless as clouds pass by my face, so I trace my home on the foggy window. A tableau, of all I know, and it is. And it is helping me to hold onto hope, or at least cope, with the thought that I could be forever lost, and maybe my mom just can’t come and save me Sorry, to my family cause my parents wanted me to feel loved, so I will keep looking for a way to feel in control, so I can make myself loved, so I can generate love, so I can find myself somewhere in a place where love can be found But at least now I know that I’m in control of myself From a life all alone, Living in decrepit homes, and feeling needy when I’m stoned, because it took me back to my home, Where I spent the weekend alone, til my parents intervened and took me out to see a movie, we saw one every week, sitting in a booster seat, with my white cherry icee, and it was then I felt love, but I was so dumb, cause I thought movies where love comes from, and now I’m all alone, sipping beer with a remote, as I wish I could save myself like my mom saved me. I know I can save myself cause it's my own responsibility, I can’t rely on others, treat my friends like they’re my mother. Being an adult;s about shutting up and fixing yourself
5.
My body exploded on a cold summer day in San Francisco It evaporated into the fog Light from the streetlamps refracted through me And in the morning I was gone But I came back, I died in a sea of red (Vermillion Summer) And you were there (Vermillion Summer) The pressure cracked open my head (Vermillion Summer) My life left my body like it was air (Vermillion) The smell of coffee hit me first in the morning Second was my friend Joãos hand I think he knocked something loose within me Like dominoes falling on command And throughout the rest of the day I kept hearing The sounds of pieces falling out of place So as way to muffle the noise, I layered up, so not to get in the way Before I knew it I was rising (Vermillion Summer) ‘Till my life met the air (Vermillion Summer) Water dripped from me like i was crying (Vermillion Summer) Water flowed from me like it was hair (Vermillion) There were clouds over the courthouse On the day of the ceremony, so no light shined through The window But in all honesty it would have been superfluous anyways, Cuz all you needed was these two in the same room And you would have enough light to Illuminate any campground, or country road, any music hall, or movie screen, Any wick or candle, Almost anything My skin slowly started to turn red As their light only grew more and more But I didn’t mind the pain because of the sight of these two so in love Was soothing, I just stared as they stood together Hands entangled, Estranged, enough, together Illuminating the same room Or beacons pulling one back to the other They shined brighter than an atom bomb And in it I was gone They blasted me into the sea (Vermillion Summer) I didn’t get to bring anything (Vermillion Summer) But it didn’t matter to me (Vermillion Summer) Cuz I left my body, left everything (Vermillion) We shared with each other what parts made us cry As we drank rosé We shared with each other who we are In the setting hours of the day We stuck our fingers into the sand And it held us tight We talked about when we would grow old Out of love or out of spite I was scared that our futures would splinter But I kept it quiet I let their happiness flood over me No need to say goodbye yet The sunset shined through me (Vermillion Summer) Like magnified light through an ant (Vermillion Summer) I photosynthesised and sprouted (Vermillion Summer) My own legs to stand (Vermillion) And I needed that Things will never change Life becomes estranged Things will never change Life becomes estranged Things will never change Life becomes estranged Find me in the rain Life becomes estranged We'll begin again Life becomes estranged Find me in the rain Life becomes a estranged Things will never change We'll begin again Life becomes

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This is our second in the series of Gen One, following up last November's Blue! While Blue was goofier and more Pop Punk fun, this album is a bit more serious and we were pulling more from our hardcore and post-punk influences. We hope y'all like it!

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released July 3, 2020

Mixed, mastered and recorded by Dean "Papa Dwayne" Simpson
Main Vocals - Ben "Diva Dwayne" Schifano
Backing Vocals - Ben "Diva Dwayne" Schifano, Dean "Papa Dwayne" Simpson, Max "Main Dwayne" Mulmed
Guitar, Bass, Drums, Synth - Max "Main Dwayne" Mulmed
Guitar (Some in Disintegrated) - Dean "Papa Dwayne" Simpson

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Dwayne And the Rock Hard Johnsons Tempe, Arizona

Ben "Diva Dwayne" Schifano - Vocals
Max "Main Dwayne" Mulmed - Drums
Dean "Papa Dwayne" Simpson - Guitar

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