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Boys​,​You Gotta Slow Down EP

by MALOI

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Boys, You've Gotta Slow Down EP ( UNMASTERED)

First record from the band MALOI based in Kiev, Ukraine.

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released April 23, 2012

Recorded @Zvukozeh, December 2011.
Mixed by Gustav Brunn2012.
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Mastering is in-process@ SonicIguana Studio

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Some rights reserved. Please refer to individual track pages for license info.

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MALOI Киев, Ukraine

A Kyiv-based sorta punk rock band.
For lovers only.

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Track Name: Boys, You Gotta Slow Down
Just like my father once told me,
though he rarely was heard,
he said : "Son, you gotta walk slower
to reach this something you aiming for".
Yet ,maybe, we're all too stubborn,
can't simply chew and swallow the truth,
aiming the closest point and blindly following.

It's just a simple, wicked game,
and yet were gambling,
to reach that hall of our own fame...
and its fake from the core of it.

Seems that we've never needed a home
just a place to stay-in,
We can deal on our own,
don't need no friends to lay on,
On the bottom of empty glass,
i hear my Old Man, and he's whispering to us:
Boys, you gotta slow down...

(and last night i've tried to slow it down...)

And i had sort of confession last night,
and now the better i sleep- the more nightmares expected,
And i've tried to behave like nothing ever happened,
but i confessed to myself - i'm only chasing the emptiness

Looks like we always needed home-
but had just a place to stay-in,
we can deal on our own
but seek for the shoulder to lay on,
And on the bottom of empty glass,
i hear my Old Man, and he's whispering to us:
Boys, you gotta slow down,
oh boys you ought to slow down.
Track Name: The MYC
The Man you've chose,
This guy,
sure you can't lose with this kind on your side,
And i see you shine
each time,
When you hold his hand
like you've never held mine.
And i feel stupid, and i'm not proud,
about the things that were either said or done...
But the more i think, about my misery
the more i understand - you've never needed me.
And the man you chose,
This guy,
i never ever heard him speaking 'bout what's on his mind,
And he seems so easy,
And he agrees,
on fucking each and every stupid thing you bring
And yeah, i know it's stupid, and i'm not proud,
and being so stubborn is a sin , no doubts.
But if i was a book that you've read,
on the last page you'd find words:
You've Never Been Worth It!
And this man is steady,
And his hair looks great,
And unlike me he really knows his way,
And he sees his future and it's bright and sunny
And i bet you're safe,with the man you've chose,
with this simple guy, with whom you'll never lose,
Never...
Track Name: Wasted Chances
I was so kindly asked to leave so many places,
so many times it even hearts to count.
Sometimes your memory refuses to hold some damn familiar faces
and even year ago you thought you'll never will forget them

I know some memories are better be well hidden,
under the surface in the place no one could find them,
Box full of clues and evidence,
of wasted youth and bad romance
I know i better keep those hands on a distance.

How many cold nights did you spent thinking that your days are numbered?
Well, i got so many - you could build up a separate life of them...
Sometimes your memory refuses to store the facts that you've found out.
Forgot who broke your heart last time?
Oh it's such a shame!

I know some memories are better be well hidden,
under the surface, in the place where no one could frighten them,
Box full of clues and evidence of wasting every precious chance
to make some tense a bit less tenser,
to look a little bit less fearsome....

Box full of clues and evidence,
Of wasting every precious chance,
to make some tenses little less tenser,
to look a little bit less fearsome....
Box full of clues and evidence,
box full of clues and evidence,
box full of clues and evidence
Of My teen years been killed by wasted chances
Track Name: Those Modern Kids
The night falls down
on your room,
Are you all alone there? my sweetest ex-friend
I just can't stop my imagination
from drawing pictures of you,
and the music i was so into,
just doesn't sounds the same anymore

Oh, those modern kids these days,
what can i say?
You are only 18,
but you've been thru all the madness and insanity,
and are you ok with what you've got now?
I know you're not, until you got
all the sweetness and the Sour of this life...

Broken glass,
and butterflies,
thats what you gonna eat tonight..
and you won't stop, no you won't change your mind,
'til you got all the sweetness and the Sour of this life

Your tears are salty?
Well just like any others tears,
how would you distinguish yourself from other people now?
You keep telling lies,
in people's eyes,
avoiding own sight in the mirror,
i know you could, now i know you could
swallow all the sweetness...

Oh, those modern kids these days,
what can i say? You are only 18,
but you've been thru all the madness and insanity,
and are you ok with what you've got now?
I know you're not, until you got
all the sweetness and the Sour of this life...
Track Name: To My Mate
Wish yourself luck,
zip up and walk away,
out of this cluttered room that's filled with your ex-girlfriends fragrance,
Breathe in,
Breathe in!

Don't you look back!
You'll crack, so don't look back,
your tired footprints will wash out by a sudden rain...
Walk in,
Walk in...

Make every floor become your home,
let any booze become a remedy,
Give tiny chance to your old friend to cure your wounds....
and sing the simplest melody...

You can use my floor
and it will be your home,
Treat you with any drink- let it become a remedy,
Unleash the ropes,
unleash yourself from illusive hopes,
Give me your poem and i'll sing it
To the simplest melody...
Track Name: "Talk Like A Pirate" Day
You can't rely on me...
I'm not your friend,
I'm low on confidence, and in the end you'll say that i'm "hard to understand"..
'cause i'm not your friend.
And everyday is "Talk Like Pirate Day" to me,
'cause i was never taught how to talk sweet and all that shit,
just how much easier it could be,
if you were not one in one like me,
but you just like me...
and now i'm drowning in this sea

So let's start a fight,
an argument,
arrange a bloody crime scene,
'cause i still can't believe that we are alive
I cannot call you,
i can't text to you,
don't wanna talk to you,
And i cannot sleep without your cunning eyes

everyday is "Talk Like Pirate Day" to me
everyday is "Talk Like Pirate Day" to me
everyday is "Talk Like Pirate Day" to me
everyday is Talk Like Pirate ...

So let's start a fight,an argument, arrange a bloody crime scene,
'cause i still can't believe that we are alive
I cannot call you, i can't text to you, don't wanna talk to you,
And i cannot sleep without your cunning eyes