Guts / Anchorless Split

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September 17th via Don't Leave California Records

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released September 17, 2013

Tracks 1 & 2 written by Guts
engineered, mixed & mastered by Kyle Black

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Guts Las Vegas, Nevada

Forming in early 2012, GUTS have been a fast-paced flurry of old school tongue-in-cheek pop punk with an underlying darker tone. After numerous member changes and even a short lived break-up, the band continues to show a definitive progression with each effort. With only the future ahead, more is definitely on the horizon from this wholehearted band.

P.S. They enjoy sushi. Maybe too much.
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Track Name: Russ Tyler Vs. The World
I always ruin situations with careless neglect. I've got my own regrets and defects, it's way too much for me to protect. But will you be sorry for all the things that you couldn't say? The look on my face says "I'm alone, cursed and broken down." Don't start pretending I was the one to shut you out.
Watch what you say, you never know how close I could be listening. Don't say what you don't mean 'cause I'm listening. Out of all the unrequited things I've ever said, you hold the collection close to your chest while it hangs high above my head. So test my patience or accept the fact that you fucked up and had me replaced. The look on your face says "You're alone, cursed and broken down." I'll start pretending my bitter words will save you now. You whispered, "This won't work, Sean." You moved away so let me move on. That night was when it all wrong... you created the monster I've become. I'm broken down. Watch what you say, you never know how close I could be listening. Don't say what you don't mean 'cause I'll be listening.
Track Name: Headlights
It's been a few years... we all try to stay in touch. Small talk and random gatherings never seem enough, but the circle's changed its shape. We're closer to dying everyday, sideways glances won't ever help in saving face.
The two handed clock is a fucking crook stealing everything we took for granted. Would it be better if we had planned it from the start to save ourselves some time, we could use to stay longer? Who decides when it's our time to leave? How much do you really know as you grow old?
Switching lanes without blinkers, seeing ghosts and steering off the road. My rear view still finds what was left behind, I felt safe in the last breath before I choked. We had no responsibilities back then, now we'll punch in for a shift again. Alarms go off at 4 am... we resume routines. We repeat a cycle that hasn't burned out just yet. Life moves on but we don't, still spinning records we swore we use to... but how much do we really know as we grow old? We'll always be too naive to read between the lines. We'll always be too naive to really live our lives. Who decides when it's our time to leave? I felt safe in the last breath before I choked.