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The Way to Win: A True Story

by 33 Slade

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1.
Sync 02:39
racing to meet at the make-up in time to catch up my heart beating vi-o-lent-ly given a promise that limits like the time between cities what is conceived I exhale when you breathe and I’m restless when you move as wings shouldered by twins mean separate playthings I am awake, awake so are we separate? so are we separate? hey, are we separate? if I exhale when you breathe and I’m restless when you move you’re saying what I hear and I’m trying I still exhale when you breathe and I’m restless when you move you’re saying what I hear and I’m trying
2.
thank you, my counterweight I was calling you to elevate above a stricter discipline than I felt was right but bring me down, tell me all about the other way the difference in standards by which we operate reset: back to zero call it even start it from the same line at the same time abandoning all your architecture you satiate the days with stories you would rather put your belief in reset: back to zero call it even start it from the same line at the same time reset: back to zero (all the arrows to the line) call it even (I feel you calling on me, I am always several steps behind) start it from the same line (but we're moving at the time) at the same time as I rethink the foundation the noise ahead is turning you around again you’re turning this around again and I believed it reset: back to zero call it even start it from the same line at the same time
3.
Cooper 05:12
transition ‘92 amateur and now my brother laughs US-1 North all the way I could not move fast enough you come up some when I am home and everybody stops but I keep moving in my way I am moving on, and on (alright!) can I thank you for what you do? for your kindness? your violence? can I thank you for what you do? for your kindness? your violence? can I thank you for what you do? for your kindness? your violence? can I thank you for what you do? for your kindness? your violence? thank you!
4.
area lights take my face off I’m not in the pictures of me I need a prayer for deep red what’s behind this? I'm drowning in my vanity aria love, crush my chest in as the image almost comes to me there’s a Coral Castle on some highway while Berlioz is out to sea this is not the way (I'll show you, I'll show you) it is real somewhere (I'll show you, I'll show you) I believe in the goal behind the game enough to be in it today the trash of color keeps me wanting what could take my whole lifetime to achieve: aria love aria love aria love aria love this is not the way (I'll show you, I'll show you) no, it is real somewhere (I'll show you, I'll show you) you know that I believe in the goal behind the game enough to be in it today it is enough to be in it today it is enough to be in it today
5.
Sensation 02:55
look at me with serial surprise and Saturday night eyes it was freezing anyway enter me, the lines are razor-thin and underneath my skin you tattoo me every day this is my lot, my rake my pass at what passes as fate I’m holding on holding on to faith I place in every angle of your face sensation allow me to flash a neon sign tell ‘em all you’re mine they’re cheering on the sides sit with me in a booth against the wall we’ll trash ‘em as they fall hey, we’re beautiful, they lied this is your lot, your rake your pass at what passes as fate you’re holding on holding on to faith you place in future January dates sensation sensation I’d give it all for relation to what you seem to me is that enough? this is our lot, our rake our pass at what passes as fate we’re holding on holding on to faith we place in everything we’ll be someday sensational
6.
Linda thanks us she is fine, she is fine everyone’s supportive some days can just fall apart just like that there isn’t even warning I am thankful I am fine, I am fine but you keep asking questions people can just break apart just like this there isn’t always reason and the front of my time here knows my name and it calls me back love means “in the end” time outlives most sentiment I was moving very young, very young knowing of the passage you have to look just long enough to get the frame forever in your reference ‘cause it can pass you holding still, yes it can I found out too early 'cause in the morning, time stopped dead and you were gone forever in my reference and the front of my time here knows my name and it calls me back love means “in the end” time outlives most sentiment I dreamed I knew you I dreamed that you were there too I dreamed I knew you I dreamed that you were there at the front of my time here knows my name and it calls me back love means “in the end” time outlives most sentiment
7.
if not another day was spent in self-defense in writing the scripture if not another night was lost to fear fears about living if I could bring the outside inside if I could pull the stars down just for you if I could make my words the right kind if I could make you understand that how we live what we want the way we give and who we are make it so the strength of us should be enough always and never are just the same leaving my lips as a promise to you from this day on, when you say my name I will be there, I'll be there always and never are just the same leaving my lips as a promise to you from this day on, when you say my name I will be there if I could always make you smile, make you laugh keep your heart guessing if I could never let you down, but pick you up keep lifting you higher if I could make the sun shine brighter enough to warm the side of your sweet face if I could make your soul feel lighter if I could keep you always young if you could never feel alone, or without love without the answers if every melody on earth would play for you—just for you if “ever after” were a real time and “never-never’ were a place that you could go if every rainbow led to somewhere if every dream would turn to gold then how we live what we want the way we give and who we are make it so the strength of us should be enough always and never are just the same leaving my lips as a promise to you from this day on, when you say my name I will be there, I will be there always and never are just the same leaving my lips as a promise to you from this day on, when you say my name I will be there
8.
the way to win according to the losing team and I’m running ragged, running down soft-spoken nonsense filters into what I mean and talk-talk, it follows me around when you lose it, find it, get it back and hold on tight when you lose it, find it, get it back in all my life, nothing seemed stranger to me than all the fight we can keep up and still be standing upright and all the time spent on the extremities is how we define the things that we believe if I concentrate on the best of you and me can I keep the numbers coming up? those few degrees between what flies and falls ensure that I work hard enough if you get it, grab it, and make sure that you stay on top if you get it, grab it, stay on top if you get it, grab it, and make sure that you stay on top if you get it, grab it, stay on top in all my life, nothing seemed stranger to me than all the fight we can keep up and still be standing upright in all my life, nothing seemed stranger to me than all the rights we can give up and still be standing, aching to win the way to win the way to win the way to win the way to win the way to win the way in all my life
9.
timeframes, knickknacks, horses all boxed turquoise shitbox, you are the vox I could be that sister you lost some time, somewhere the lines were crossed what I really need from you cannot be divided to separate the best for you while I suffer with the rest tuners, guitars I’ll never play come on, hotshot, show me the way I know you might do as you’re told you know you might not be so bold archer, shooter, shoot me a sign send up signals bright as the sky I keep your words locked in my mind I have your voice; which one is mine? what I really need from you cannot be divided to separate the best for you while I suffer with the rest what I really want from you I always learn a lesson through you will do what you will do while I struggle with the rest
10.
I know that it’s not right to want for something so outside I know that can try to get just one thing right inside when all you have that makes you feel alive can show you how it feels to die I know that I will fight to keep my own voice in my sight steering from collision big crash and there’s your answer (little girl) panoramic vision big flash and you don’t look so tall anymore the color of the sky reminds me of the way you cried I remember the one that you keep locked up deep inside whatever makes you feel alright if you need the distance just to hide but the bluing of the sky reminds me of your saddest eyes as the season steals you I swear that I don’t need you (anymore) I’ll let my memory feel you make my body let you go—now go remember: gait and carriage use your language well we make changes based on what we sell review your options: you can go back home or stay on with the rest, unfamed, unknown either way, just be ready when it comes to you this house you sleep in, the wooden frame you trust the lungs you breathe in, so carefree without cost do you always wake up well? you never lie down lost? this faith you keep with, do you ever . . . do you ever doubt out loud? and if I double-dare you, will you let this scare you? and if I stare straight at you, can you look at me too? and if I send this to you, does it ever reach you? and do the words “I love you” put me far behind or with you? gait and carriage use your language well they make changes based on what they sell review your options: you can go back home or stay on with the rest, unfamed, unknown either way, just be ready when it comes to you to you

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released December 23, 2002

TTS033

Buick Audra - guitar and vocals
Boey Russell - drums
Levi Fuller - bass

J. Robbins - acoustic guitar, electric guitar feedback, and harmony vocals
Bill Barbot - duet vocals on "Always and Never"

All songs written by 33 Slade

Tracked at Inner Ear in Arlingon VA

Produced by J. Robbins
Recorded by J. Robbins
Mixed by J. Robbins at Inner Ear in Arlington VA
Mastered by Chad Clark at Silver Sonya in Arlington VA

Cover photo and graphic layout by Jodi v.b. Leo

℗ & © 2002, Trimming The Shield Records

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33 Slade Boston, Massachusetts

33 Slade was a melodic, post-hardcore trio from Boston, MA. The band was formed by siblings Buick Audra (guitar, vocals) and Boey Russell (drums) along with their longtime friend and collaborator, Levi Fuller (bass). The band was named after their place of residence when they formed.

33 Slade made two albums, The Way to Win: A True Story, and Harmonies for One. They also founded TTS Records.
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