Live Forever Die Forever

by Eat Sleep Sex Die

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Live Forever Die Forever is an album with an arc. The opening songs provide the dopest of beats which incorporate elements of electronic music while also hinting at reggae and afro-pop influences. As the album progresses, the songs become less about the party-life and more about existence in a fragmented, digital society with an emphasis on acoustic instruments.

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released 01 August 2015

Written, Recorded and Mastered by Eric Mattys

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This bandcamp page is for friends and fans of E Mattys who performs music under the moniker of Eat Sleep Sex Die.Why Eat Sleep Sex Die? Too often we dress up our lives in ornate and extraneous details. But at our core we all have the same needs, desires and endings. In order to elucidate how we’re different, we have to recognize how we’re the same. ... more

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Track Name: Colorado Vacation
What's it gonna be? Whatchya gonna do? Whatchya gonna say when you have a day all off to yourself? Kick up your feet pull a book off the shelf or go to Colorado and forget one's self. Like poof! When you travel it's magic. When you're damn near broke it's damn near tragic cause there's time to kill, but nothing to do. Monotony's grippin' you like epoxy glue. Tight but in a bad way. Fight it like the CIA. Disappear 'til DIA. Hit it like a getaway. Get it like on layaway. Last second fade away.

It's a dru dru dru dru dru dru dru_ vacation!
Dru dru dru dru dru dru dru dru dru_ vacation! Baby!

Opiate of the masses wearin' dark glasses keep your eyes fixed on a pair of fat asses. Take off the glasses come to realize you're huggin' two hams not the honeys theorized. But the local grocer's great for a vacation. You can go nuts for doughnuts without hesitation. Bus it downtown if you're not scared of people. Dance yourself clean dance 'til you're feeble. Do it again like a brand new sequel. Cause in Colorado we keep it legal. Cause in Colorado we keep it legal! Cause in Colorado we keep it legal. Cause in Colorado we keep it legal!

Maybe it's a one time deal. Maybe it's a long deal. This elevated feel.
So good to slow it down. Maybe I'll never come down. Maybe I'll never come down.
Track Name: Metadecay
You talk like a pistiol
With no where aim
Bedroom windows
Cracked to keep you sane
Looked beyond good and evil
To see what they say
There is no heaven
No hell to pay
I am just a fragment
In a big machine
Take heed of nothing
'Cause that's all it means

What the hell is this song even about? We got a crazy pistol talker, a Nietzche reference, and cog in a machine. There's nothing here for you, dear listener, to attach yourself. And it's really all about you right? So let me show you the cause for this frenetic, dissonant tune. I'm dating a beautiful woman with a shaved head. According to all my mom's hippy friends, I'm in love with her. They can see it in my aura. I wonder if the aura readers pick up on her bipolar disorder. I get a call from her roommate. She's a stripper studying neurophysiology at the rich people's college. She explains that my girlfriend locked herself in the bathroom and was wailing about wanting to kill herself, but being too afraid. I get on speakerphone, and after the phone slides under the door, I beg her not to hurt herself. It can't be all bad because we can still make each other laugh. She says the fun we have is evil. I say let's look beyond good and evil and start quoting Nietzsche because she's not responding anymore and I don't want to leave her to her own thoughts as I get in my car to drive to her place. She cries that she's ugly and fat and there's no point. That I look too similar to the hideous men of her past. That sex and music are the only things she's any good at and those are the only reasons I like her. I tell her that it's not true. She says, "See, you don't even think I'm good at sex." I wish she was joking. I tell her I value her because she finds compassion in the face of the world's wrongs. I don't think she hears me because she's screaming that she wants to die between sobs. I say let's not die right now. Let's write those hideous men a letter explaining how what they did to you was wrong and hurtful but that they could never take your strength. I get to her place and there's an empty box of wine on the floor and a mural of a baby in oil pastel on the wall. She says she's been talking to her. To who. The baby she aborted last year.

It's dramatic, I know, but it's how it happened. She didn't kill herself. She's married now, somewhere in the Midwest.

I won't be breaking the fourth wall like this on any of the other songs. I'll let you find your own meaning. If you can't and you need some guidance, come to a show or Twitter , Twitter me timbers or scissor me tinders finger your limbers. @eatzzzsexdie #metadecay
Track Name: Grippin'
Space is granted those who've landed sightlessly declared and branded. What about the ones left stranded? Made mistakes but never planned it. If you saw you'd help both handed, but out of sight we're much less candid. Divided by a fear unfounded selfless thoughts seem so ungrounded. Country split by self surrounded. Images reflect 'til drowndin'. Red state blue state who do you hate vote to keep the food on who's plate. Money talks you through a smooth date where debate is lost and too late. Voices purchased 'til they're worthless. What's the purpose in this circus?

Not your scene. Not your crowd. Dare to say it all out loud. I bet you can't I bet you won't. You feel it once but then you don't. Bustin' and bruisin' and fightin' and losin' and lightin' and usin' a titan of cruisin' the sight is abusin' cause it's a broken fusion of pro confusion. Rebel wrapped in self delusion brought about by brain contusions. Grip grip grip grip grip grip grip grip grippin' on illusions. Grip grip grip grip grip grip grip grip grippin' on illusions.

Educated only to player hate it, the truth gets faded to follow paths well worn 'til jilted and jaded. It's tilted and shaded like this game they created. So let's desecrate it like the graves of the hated. But who is that wearin' that ruler's hat with foolish stats. It's a thoughtless behemoth in numbers between us and screens that screen us. News cycle decrees us the king of ideas regurgitating what doesn't free us entertained 'til weakness. It's you and it's I, a voice that says mine, ignoring the facts upon which we dine. It favors the place in which you recline. Claiming in haste who should decline. So who should decline? So who should decline? So who should?

Not your scene. Not your crowd. Dare to say it all out loud. I bet you can I bet you won't. You feel it once but then you don't. Bustin' and bruisin' and fightin' and losin' and lightin' and usin' a titan of cruisin' the sight is abusin' cause it's a broken fusion of pro confusion. Rebel wrapped in self delusion brought about by brain contusions. Grip grip grip grip grippin' in in in on on illusions. Grip grip grip grip gripin' in in in on on illusions.

Money money makes us dance. If we got it, it's our chance to prove our value in a trance, slaves to paper's high finance, but values more than market need and feeding share holder's gross greed. It's recognizing people's needs and helping without proceeds or profits or lining our pockets. I swear it's not nonsense. Our value's our conscience. Our value's our conscience. Our value's our conscience.

So what's our scene? Where's our crowd? Dare to say it all out loud. I bet we can. I bet we will. Get it once 'til it's a skill. Bustin' and bruisin' and fightin' and choosin' to stop this illusion of divisive confusion and senseless occlusion. Cause it's a new collusion of no exclusion rebel wrapped in self tranfusion brought about by brain intrusions. Grip grip grip grip grippin' in in in on on illusions. Grip grip grip grip gripin' in in in on on a fusion. Grip grip grip grip gripin' in in in on on a fusion.
Track Name: Perchance
I got to know
I got to know
Are you ready to free your mind?
How do we show
How do we show
That we're ready to redefine
See yes we can
See yes we can
That's the start to how we prepare
The answer's yes
The answer's yes
To anything your brain declares

To make something more than we
Fake something more than we
Take
It's time we reset this divine
Introspection of sine

I tried and failed
I tried and failed
And then I tried again
You light a match
And it goes out
Doesn't mean you leave it all there
We're all out-matched
In a title bout
Against a plight of mostly dead ends
There's no dead end
For the words we've sent
In the back of someone's head

To make something more than we
Take something more than we
Fake
It's time we reset this divine
Introspection of sine

If we die and sleep no more
Perchance our dreams are ever stored
Inside of minds left to explore
Our ghostly shape forever more

If we die and sleep no more
Perchance our dreams are ever stored
Inside of minds left to explore
Our ghostly shape forever more
Inside of minds left to explore
Our ghostly shape forever more
Track Name: What Is It
One time get it. Two times get it. But if someone asks you best forget it.
It's just no good to try to explain the rise the fall the sweat the pain. The ties that call your dreams too strange. Don't give a damn if it's out of range. It's a worn out plan to fly above this stage to release this rage to defeat this cage. The stolen hopes that writhe with rising age. The hopeful mopes that tithe to finding fame. To lighting names. To writing games to making more than a living wage. To walk through the valley as an aimless sage. It gives no tally of efforts made. You think you got it if you got paid? You think you got it if you got laid? Those shimmery highs will someday fade. Diamonds forever not the person decayed. If you think you got it then you got played. It's an endless pursuit, not a cheap charade. If you think you got it then you got played. It's an endless pursuit not a cheap charade.

It's a truth that shows. It's a truth you chose. You might be the only one who can expose. It's a truth that shows. It's a truth you chose. You might be the only one who can expose.

What is it what is it? I've got to know, but if you were to tell me I might implode. How could you know if it never showed. This forever code, it's a heavy load. To see what could way off this road. Path less traveled pay off unknown. Some who take it end up court gaveled. Some who make it provide a scaffold. Are you ready to build or are you constantly doughed? Gonna find it yourself or follow played-out odes to the usual suspects wearing hol(e)y clothes that politically pose their own status quos and lack imagination to their tippy toes. It's no miscalculation it's a truth that shows. It's a truth you chose. You might be the only one who can exopose.

It's a truth that shows. It's a truth you chose. You might be the only one who can expose. It's a truth that shows. It's a truth you chose. You might be the only one who can expose.

Get it get it can't quit it quit it.
Track Name: Richness
Good morning or good evening
Whatever time it is
Recognize the rareness
Of your time on this isolated planet of stardust grimminess
Of the trillions and trillions of atoms that know nothingness
Are your atoms aware of a somethingness

Awake five am five pm. Get what's good it's all carpe diem.
Veni vidi vicci you took the coliseum. You got the keys to freedom.
Now you are your own GM. So enjoy the fruit of your labor. Employ the loot of good favor. Some how you were your own savior. Got out early on good behavior. Made the boss lay down his saber. Now you know you'll never waiver. Take this moment and simply savor the richness of this feel good flavor. Now you know you'll never waiver. Take this moment and simply savor the richness of this feel good flavor.

Catch the sun as it rises or falls remove for a minute your day to day shawls relied upon for a roof and four walls. If it all disappeared you wouldn't fall to your fears you'd call to your peers haul all of your gears. Glad that you have what you have 'tween your ears. More than what you buy or dollars made in years. Own it for a minute that you have no limit. It's a rad exhibit beyond commercial gimmicks. But what about time and its dirty restrictions? Ideas never die when brought with conviction. Let go of constrictions and show your predictions. Keep this addiction without dereliction. This perfect prescription could end your conniption. Let yourself thrive be your own benediction. Let yourself thrive. Be your own benediction.

Now you know you'll never waiver. Take this moment and simply savor the richness of this feel good flavor. The richness of this feel good flavor.
Track Name: Wishes
I wish I were infinite
I wish I was free
I wish for monopolies
On learnin' to see
I wish I wouldn't see at all
I wish I would be
So obsessed with wish fulfillment
It's filthy vanity

I'd tell you that I love you
If I knew how to be true
I see so many different sides
Uncertainty accrues

Do I even really know you
Or do you make believe
To be the one I thought I wanted
In futures unreceived

What good is a wish at all
A prediction so implied
No matter what I tell myself
I see the other side

For good to have its meaning
There's a bad to override

I wish I wish I wish
I wish to override

I wish I were infinite
I wish I were free
Track Name: Promise Me a Lie
Refused to leave the party
For you
Even thought I wanted
You to
Forget about the loss
Of time
It's not a big commitment
To crime
In all your lies
I tied my ties
In all your lies
I tied my ties

To all the sinkin' ship
We're on
Hipsters elegance
Far gone
Will I ever know another
Like you
Ridin' the destruction
Of the promise of two

Is it any good to be so good
To hold your tongue
For one who never would

I want another chance
At this
Swallowin' of fiction
For bliss
If I could get this feelin'
To go
Promise me a lie
That I'll never never know
Track Name: Live Forever
Maybe I do think that I will
Live forever
Maybe that's the reason that I don't try
To bust of this thing that I do
Call my membrane
Border that let's me keep it inside
And in this place my own image can
Be redefined
To fit the mold of what I see as divine

It's a feedback loop
Of what I desire
That holds me back
From catchin' fire
From catchin' fire
From catchin' fire
That's all I need
To burn this feeling
That won't let me let me let me sleep

What good are good looks when everyone is
So good lookin'
These threads we hold are just a disguise
Digitally put together so precisely
I just want to what everyone hides

It's a feedback loop
Of what I desire
That holds me back
From catchin' fire
From catchin' fire
From catchin' fire
From catchin' fire
That's all I need
To catch this feelin'
To burn this feelin'
That won't let me sleep

And if
I do live forever
Then let me break free
Then let me break free
From all I know
From all I know
From all I know
Let me break free
From all I know
From all I know
Track Name: Line of Credibility
If you're awake anyway
I don't want our youth to rot
Doesn't matter by the way
If I'm happy or not
I'll keep my eyes on yours
If you'll help me ease my stay

I'll always face this line
Of credibility

I'm just another sales guy
Tryin' to make another sale
Point out things I think are lies
Like a dog chasin' his own tail
If everything is bought and sold
Does it matter what I say?

I'll always face this line
Of credibility