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The Body Copy

by The Origin

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1.
I Pour Myself Out 03:33
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I fill myself up I pour myself out I need you like a flood When I’m feeling like a drought La Niña hit hard this year I build myself up I tear myself down With the demolition divers swimmin’ all around The dreadnought has run aground Paint me upside down in your fresco Lock me in like a new set of cheat codes You’re Frida Kahlo I’m Shigeru Miyamoto Everybody wants to know When I pour myself out I fill myself up I pour myself out I need you like a flood When I’m feeling like a drought La Niña hit hard this year Paint me upside down in your fresco Lock me in like a new set of cheat codes You’re Frida Kahlo I’m Shigeru Miyamoto Everybody wants to know When I pour myself out Hearing commotion from out in the yard Making the motions but it’s all false starts Shake me upside down like a snow globe Lay me down on the tracks of the railroad In hieroglyphics and in semaphore and Morse code In the terms and the conditions of the download In all of the colors of the puddles and the rainbows At 36th and 9th Ave, they’re playing Old Town Road Paint me upside down in your fresco Lock me in like a new set of cheat codes You’re Frida Kahlo I’m Shigeru Miyamoto Everybody wants to know When I pour myself out x2
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It's Time We Took a Ride 04:47
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It’s burning out the window at the site of the jubilee They’re rounding up the leaders and they’re shipping them out to sea The devotees are Turning up the heat There’s shooting in the streets We’re making our retreat We’re leaving, ma petite We have to be discreet I’m urging you to leave Though We both know you wanna stick around They’re letting loose the bloodhounds We both know we’re nothing to each other in the ground It’s time we took back all the words We said to make each other hurt Our hearts will beat like hummingbirds’ But it’s time it’s time it’s time It’s time we took a ride Out to the edge of the night They’re forming in crowds Outside the gates of Versailles They’ve been advised a revolution song Would be the best way to get high It’s time we took a ride To where the powder is dry The moon is a floodlight We don’t have much time We’ve been informed the celebration march Would be the best time, the best time to strike I’m clearer than I’ve ever been I’m seeing it all at once The savage little people and the way that they block the sun The acolytes are Turning all the screws There’s nothing the left to lose We’re making our retreat We’re leaving, ma petite We have to be discreet I’m urging you to leave Though we both know you wanna stick around They’re letting loose the bloodhounds We both know we’re nothing to each other in the ground It’s time we took back all the words We said to make each other hurt Our hearts will beat like hummingbirds But it’s time it’s time it’s time It’s time we took a ride Out to the edge of the night They’re forming in crowds Outside the gates of Versailles They’ve been advised a revolution song Would be the best way to get high It’s time we took a ride To where the powder is dry The moon is a floodlight We don’t have much time We’ve been informed the celebration march Would be the best time, the best time to strike Tell me you’re not restless I can see you shiver Tell me all things I’ve done Were cruel and unforgiving I need you to run I need you to run I need you to run with me Need you to run with me Need you to run with me tonight Today today tonight It’s time we took a ride Out to the edge of the night They’re forming in crowds Outside the gates of Versailles They’ve been advised a revolution song Would be the best way to get high It’s time we took a ride To where the powder is dry The moon is a floodlight We don’t have much time We’ve been informed the celebration march Would be the best time, the best time to strike
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Up The Coast 05:22
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Up the island, up the coast Up the twisted road Five of them went out to sea And one came back alone The suspect is a male aged 29 Victims are about the same The evidence is bleak But gentlemen take your seats This one ain’t no game Eric was the one who lived Haunted in his eyes He told us what he thought he knew He’s brilliant if he lies They bought a van at city hall Drove it up the coast Looking for an island trip A lump inside their throats They thought the place had mystic properties Thought that it could heal their pain Before we roll our eyes And blame it all on drugs Let’s review the slain Caleb was the architect Freshly out of school He’s the one that hired the boat Dockside in Ucluelet You can see the lacerations Deep as they are wide Savage, inconsistent wounds But no sign of a knife We’re lying to ourselves so foolishly If we think there was a chance A thirty-year old man With only his bare hands Could do this on command The island is a shrouded thing Mostly air and fog Local sailors, pint in hand They’ll tell you something’s off Carson was another victim Now, here’s something strange Day before he took the trip He started to complain Sudden onset migraines in the night Girlfriend told him ‘ditch the trip’ Said he wouldn’t go But left without a note Gave the poor girl the slip Hang on boys, you still with me Just so’s I don’t forget We’ve still got that other name The strangest story yet Austin was an oyster diver Knew the tides and swells Rented out the sailing boat That sent the boys to hell He told us that they were pale like nothing else He told us that they paid in full And when they left the dock Much to Austin’s shock They’d shaved down to their skulls Up the island, up the coast Up the twisted road Five of them went out to sea And one came back alone The other victims died like Caleb did Peter had his scalp removed Sunny lost his leg What a goddamn shame But somehow Eric got away You know it boys, it begs the question Don’t you all agree There’s only one thing left to ask “Eric, man, what did you see?” He says he didn’t see much of anything more like what he heard Howling sounds like nothing else And flocks of fleeing birds Next thing he knows he’s washing up to shore High tide, sunrise on the beach
 Memories of twelve hours' time Just beyond his shattered mind Just beyond his reach We did a search of Eric’s place Went around last night Nothing really out of place Nothing bad outright Computers now they talk to phones Photos in the cloud On a whim we plugged one in And had a look around Something made it off the island, boys Footage from the goddamn trip Eric all alone, letting out a groan With something in his grip

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released June 15, 2023

Produced by The Origin and Green Road Recordings

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The Origin Victoria, British Columbia

Formed by members Tom Hayward, and Sean Allan and Curtis Duggan, The Origin began making music together in the late-aughts as a five-piece BC act. During the downtime of 2020, three founding members came back together. The result is brand new music!

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