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Leeway for the wordplay EP

by Bad Bid

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1.
Memo 04:56
All turning points can serve as a diversion from the dead-end potential You’ll see, I’m gonna hit the dead-end with a damn smirk, YOU’LL SEE By then I’ll be in no point to ask you for any help so pray, they’ll pray for me This particular turning point has kept me spinning for years drilling myself inch by inch into the, so-called, immutability The closer the horizon gets the closer the sun sets, till your eyes go beneath the ground and you can forget your sound. Leave me no choice but to move so I must find something to prove. Give me utopia as a rule and non-believers as a tool to make excuses for my being useless, it’s not me who’s slacking, it’s the world that’s lacking movement around me
2.
To pass on sad facts, to deny the complexity within your ability to take hold of your day with paper to pay, cuz every little footstep you make ain’t free. That’s co-existing, the paper is listing guilt in an ascending order, spending under the leviathan parasol, too bad the thing is only covering half the world. It’s a pretty good time to start holding your breath till you burst saving the ones who stand under the sun. Guilt(full) to the bone, sugar-coating doing something wrong, a scene recycling compliments on talking yet not walking, like this song. Well, it’s bigger than a word, bigger than a speech, bigger than a whole life politically correct Sad, they don’t feel the same and I’m bound to respect our differences. Such a way to go, equating all into a song. Sunrays claiming diffusion from the land Sunrays traced back to the holes of the parasol Sunrays burning the contrast permanent Sunburnt souvenirs of what equates us all
3.
A|GOOD|EMO|BOAT|NEVER|SINKS Part of me is setting sail to stop staring at this to do list Part of me is a panic bomb but dismantling could ruin the rest My half-accomplished goals still need time under the non-evaluating sun Part of me is counting days till the abiding drift is interesting again Part of me is parting ways with distraction and looks for the fastest lane So tired of searching for the junctions that will keep the goal unclear I’ve wanted more, been here before, believing in an exit rather than a door, a never even score Another city that was asking for it, saying goodbye with a straight face Buoyancy claiming my place, and this pond is getting claustrophobic day by day but I’m not saying I’m a big fish I just love the taste of my leash and I chew with my mouth and eyes open, I KNOW WHO’S SMILING WHEN I’M CHOKING A soaking leash might break, the loose end might serve as an excuse to enthuse, to move forward till the saddest part explodes! You change your gait to levitate, the bottom’s pushing you away, right? Gone, the surface is moving away, my own trace is leading back home, was floating a hoax? the surface above me provokes, was there a reason for this course? if not, is floating underwater a door? Was there a reason to seek more? _for leaving through an open door? Is there a midpoint between the seafloor AND THE SURFACE!
4.
Juxta/pose 03:41
He reached out, to crop everything out of reach he wouldn’t know what he ruled out Amputating notions just a bit over his head But then again he’d never miss thoughts he had counted out. he rounded himself up, to roll his moments out, detritus left a trail less, in every rough terrain, he’d leave some pieces back small price to pay momentum wouldn’t drop but his perception radius reduced so much, ended up perforating all Yet he’d juxtapose, all disruptions with his self-imposed, perfect symmetry he would expose all he ever was to a new found cause to juxtapose wont blame those schematized same stories may force same endings Yet he’d juxtapose, all disruptions with his self-imposed, perfect symmetry he would expose all he ever was to a new found cause to juxtapose
5.
Skip the queue for a common misconception Designated fantasies have finally ceased to help -Alright, alright, you can try and rethink to get by But forcing present to past’s only the pretext for your shaping forms to norms and remembering something else but as narrations unfold plot holes check in to prove they’re all but gone Did you find enjoyment in a past you could foresee In this new found power the price of which would be long pauses caused by adequate dismays failing to communicate in present day no one would justify The weight you create doesn’t seem to abate Best to keep it to yourself The weight it’s your state yours to desecrate Best to keep it to yourself You should have known projecting doesn’t go with facing Problems framed on walls seeking attention with a straight face What’s no more’s building a wall only you write on problems that refer to no one, hence there’s no one there Did your problems languish, cycling in your head Now with no receiver a hush descends Within the weight, it’s relevance’s innate Within the weight, your need is your main trait The weight you create doesn’t seem to abate Best to keep it to yourself The weight it’s your state yours to desecrate Best to keep it to yourself You should have known projecting doesn’t go with facing beating around bushes past ambitions are set to surface (in a corpse way) What’s no more’s building a wall only you write on problems that refer to no one, hence there’s no one there

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Bad Bid are:

Gennadios Arvanitis on violin/backing shouts_
Christos G. Kritikos on guitar/vocals_
Nick Neofytos on bass/vocals_
Costas Papathanasopoulos on the drums_
Alex Sak on the trumpet/backing shouts_
Marios Vittis on the trumpet/backing shouts_
George Zafeiropoulos on the sax/backing shouts
& George Ellinas who played the bass on these recordings and generally up to Dec 2014

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released January 9, 2016

"Leeway for the wordplay EP" (2016)
Music by Bad Bid, Lyrics by Christos G. Kritikos
Recorded by Alex Bolpasis @ Artracks Studios
Mastered by Giorgos Priniotakis
Produced by Bad Bid & Alex Bolpasis

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Bad Bid are:

Gennadios Arvanitis on violin/backing shouts_
Christos G. Kritikos on guitar/vocals_
Nick Neofytos on bass/vocals_
Costas Papathanasopoulos on the drums_
Alex Sak on the trumpet/backing shouts_
Marios Vittis on the trumpet/backing shouts_
George Zafeiropoulos on the sax/backing shouts
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