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Launch

from Confection by Pastel Motel

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Draw a map to a foreign place
Take the pen, run it off the page
Strap me up to a rocket. Oh, the shit’s piled high
What’s the point in living, when all you do is die?

Aim to achieve some sense of relief
Oh, who are you kidding?

You talk in your sleep, and while talking is cheap,
it doesn’t make any sense

Carry me off into the abyss
Set a course, hit or miss
I don’t care either way, I’m not shooting for bliss
There just has to be some way to get out of this

Will you lay out crumbs to find your way home?

Will there be peace in the silence once you are alone?

The words you’re chewing, they taste like the lies
that make up the mountain you claim to despise

How to erase all the things that you hate, when you’re one of them?
Screaming for change, but behaving the same, won’t solve your problems

Take it down, hold on steady
Gravity pulls so heavy
Can’t seem to move, keep on descending
to the bitter end or sweet beginning

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from Confection, released May 13, 2022
Written, tracked, and mixed by Pastel Motel
Lead vocals & guitar - Ricky Maxey
Bass - Eric Deleon
Drums & backing vocals - Ryan Maxey

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Pastel Motel is an alternative band from the Pacific Northwest.

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