Believing is Believing

by Not Blood Paint

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released June 17, 2016

All songs by Not Blood Paint
Joe Stratton/ George Frye/ Mark Jaynes/ Seth Miller
Produced and Mixed by Kahan James
Engineered by Jim Bertini
Recorded at Galaxy Smith Studios, Brooklyn NY
Mastered by Kevin Blackler
Album Artwork/ Design by John Burton McGarity
Photography by Tiffany Walling McGarity and John Burton McGarity
Styling by Audrey Selles-Czuk
Additional Percussion on "Play Nice" and "Imbalance" by Jim Bertini

Copyright 2016 Lou's Tooth Unlimited
All rights deserved.

This album is dedicated to the members of The Goldsmith Society, without whom it would not have been possible.

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Not Blood Paint Brooklyn, New York

Not Blood Paint is a theatrically vivid—and sonically intense—four-piece from Bushwick, formed in 2008 by guitarists George Frye and Joe Stratton, bassist Mark Jaynes and drummer Seth Miller.

Musically, it’s a group impossible to pigeonhole, far removed from traditional verse-chorus-verse structures. The songs manifest as detailed stories that worm into the minds of always-shifting narrators.
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Track Name: Take Another Chance
I wanna take another chance on…

I’ve been away and taken time now
I don’t wanna play
I wanna mean it

I know we’re bursting at the seams and wanna make it out
Nothing like a new belief
And baby I believe it
Oh yes

I wanna take another chance on…

I still recall the day when we looked around at all that’s left to save
And thought we ought to do it

I wanna see you
I wanna know your voice
I don’t want to say your name
I wanna scream it

I wanna take another chance on love
Cuz there’s not enough
You’ve been stoking the coals up where there were none

You’re like acetylene without a helmet on
A brighter light than you I’ve yet to see
So keep it beaming

When the darker days inevitably come to pass
We’ll comfort one another through the haze
Cuz this kind of stuff’s gotta be visionary

I wanna take another chance on love
There’s not enough
You blindsided the opposite from above
So keep flipping me over
Alone we cannot hold each other up without a crutch
So extend to me your hand
Baby, brush off my knees
We’ll walk through the mist and these insecurities

Even if breathing it
Burns in your chest
It’s better than passing out
Holding your breath ---

I want to take a chance
You want to, too

I’m gonna take another chance on love
And this is the right time for it
So you keep raising the angels up
And I’ll try keeping the devil down

Baby, lets set it up and grow
New side effects of true devotion
Make room to bloom in heart
and learn to tap the flow

I know you want to, too
Track Name: Play Nice
While you've prayed to become who you want to be
I have stayed exactly where you wanted me
Spinning plates, staring into space to see
if just by waiting you'd fulfill your destiny

But now it's clear you've waited too long
You blame me for everything that's gone wrong
I can't move, I'm glued to my seat
You can't do anything but berate me

I'll sit tight, you figure out what you should do
I'll remain obediently next to you
though I can tell you're always planning your escape
Now and then I think about the sacrifices I have made

When I'm old I'll put my shame to rest,
take pride that I supported you in sickness and in debt
Hang me in your mobile, cauterize my wounds
with lips who'll never taste the wine of gods
this time around

Contract singed, the wheels are in motion
Fate's gone blind, the gates have blown open
Feed me dirt, try to fill in the hole
Take my name and engrave it in with a dull blade

Play nice or don't play with me
Feels good to be the bully
Hard sell and harder kissin
Can't tell the piece is missin
Play nice

As I live and breathe, moths swarm around me
Can I pack and go, or am I now their king?
You never know
You never know with you
What would I do if you were to die?
Track Name: I am an Angel
I am an angel
I got a halo
I got a bag of tricks for trickin little people
I got such speed
You can't touch me
I ain't afraid of God cuz baby, God loves me

You don't know what I am capable of
My agenda's above your comprehension

I'm like no man
with a wicked wingspan
I kick the dust up from Uruguay to Iran
I drink dove spit
and I love it
I make a king grovel for the hell of it

You don't know what I am capable of
My agenda's above your comprehension

I am an angel
See my fucking halo
I'll wipe the galaxy to scrap
Go write a fable

You want a miracle, you want to see a spectacle
I cure the blind, I straighten spines,
make the numb feel
I do some good when the feeling strikes
I do what I like cuz heaven allows

Bow down!
Kowtow!
I'm gonna make my trumpeting sound!
Track Name: Trial by Fire
While awaking feeling tired
In a modern, simple dwelling
And the day is full of missions
And the feeling’s overwhelming

We call to the rays of the sun
Cuz sleeping was fun but it’s done
Now open the shades and get up

Staring out into the jungle
From a window in the kitchen
As the floor begins to crumble
Under the weight of my ambition
To weed out the strays from the funders
Cuz we want the names, not the numbers
Look me in the eye

All you makers and breakers, mistakers and lovers
Who grab on the ground and up under the covers
For sisters and brothers, believers and others
Who grab all around for the reason

We dig inside this future fossil
And use our knowledge as a mirror
To be honest with ourselves about
How it really makes us feel

But all the pressure pushing down makes it almost impossible
To keep a pyre built and burning
Living with a sense of purpose
Giving out, in turn receiving
This is the force of all the forces

And these are the traits of the yearning
We may make mistakes, but we’re learning
To stay on the horse

All you makers and breakers, mistakers and lovers
Who grab on the ground and up under the covers
For sisters and brothers, believers and others
Who grab all around for the reason

We look around for reason
We look around for reasons

Hold fast, we are fracturing, planet’s calling
Either we’re falling apart, or it isn’t coming together
But I’m waiting for your records, give ‘em up
And whether we fall apart, or end up coming together
I will be shaking and making the best of the remnants you’ve buried in me.
Track Name: Erotic Loving Mercy
We’ve got a situation
Believe us
It’s at the seventh station
Let’s do this

Lord how you move me
You knock me to the ground and you lift me back up, boy
(Got me where you want me)
Tie me to the radiator
And I will stay because…

I want you so bad I’m gonna sleep with your enemy
To make it easier for you to get me on my knees
And when my body breaks you can take what is left of me
And suck me up to heaven where you’re saving me a seat

It’s not a guilty conscience
It’s prudence
But this new religion
It’s useless

What a way to torture me
Sticking needles in my spine and spear in my ribcage
(Such a clever machination)
Lock me in the water tower

Now, that’s erotic loving mercy

I want you so bad I’m gonna sleep with your enemy
To make it easier for you to get me on my knees
And when my body breaks you can take what is left of me
And suck me up to heaven where you’re saving me a seat

Oh, holy mother of mine
I have been evil, evil
And I’m in need of a punishing

Jesus, my man
He’s so tan
Gold nails in his hands
Track Name: One by One
Breathe smoke, breathe dust
There is hope, but not for us
Lie down, give up
No use in love

One by one I want their voices shut off,
history whitewashed
A world where no one cares who lives or who dies,
which rights are denied

Nice and easy they squeeze into line
Theirs is not to reason why
Individual discs in the spine
of a polycephalic snake
Doublespeak keeps meaning eclipsed
as we coil into a pyramid
Nice slave, together we pave
the way for all these mouths to feed

Fair as it gets
Want more for less
The rapture's rejects
breathing down your neck

Breathe smoke, breathe dust
There is hope, but not for us
Lie down, give up
No use in love

One by one I want their voices shut off,
history whitewashed
A world where no one cares which rights are denied,
who lives or who dies.
Track Name: Borderline
Greater than you think,
the divide between
what you want and what you need.
Force the two to meet
and see what they breed.
A ruinous union

You may believe it's good enough
without being reminded of the love you may have lost
But holding out for brighter sheen
the list of possibilities recedes and shrinks to one

Call me in your sleep
Swallow the secrets you keep
Know the end is a breath away
Pull me from the brink,
from the edge of the dream
where I've lingered too late

You may believe it's good enough
without being reminded of the cost of breaking oaths
But I cannot deny the plea
my body makes imploring me to stop and give it up

Seeping into the bone
maiden, mother, and crone
Better leave it alone
Let her live in the song

You may believe it's good enough
without being reminded of the blood we've given up
Take my life. I'm breaking down, the soul decays
All reason is obliterated, pray the Furies come.
Track Name: The French Song
I met a girl in France
Who said she’d never had to be romantic with a man
Before taking off her glasses, singing,

‘OOooooooooOoOoOooOooooooo’

And one day after having sex inside a sauna
She was speaking quite discretely that she’d like to do a job with me
I looked down at her feet and walked back over to the bar
She’d said, “My only weakness is electric guitar”

So I said, “__________________________________”

Several years ago, I found myself without a home
And set off on the road to find some bread
I met a man who told me he could help make a sale
If I meet him after dark at his hotel

He introduced me to his girlfriend, who he said was blind
But I could see she had a camera up her sleeve
She raised her hand and asked the room who’d like to do a line
And then she smiled and sweetly sidled up to me, singing,

‘OOooooooooOoOoOooOooooooo’

I know I’m never to trust anyone offering 50%
But I’m a sucker for an even split down the middle
Tunnel vision dissolved my apprehension
And it’s harder to lose when you got a pretty face
They’re rooting for you

Well, come to!

My little lady made available a wager
To which he couldn’t help but acquiesce, despite his righteousness
I wished him luck
She softly kisses him, slipped a pistol in his pocket
As a trolley rattled through the night on Chatelet le Halles

They led me to an alley where the light was hard to find
The smell of danger too familiar to deny
She said,

“Now hurry up! The door’s unlocked.
Don’t worry, there aren’t any cops around here
Who won’t gladly take a bribe”

Behind the opera house, a shot rang out
Search lights in a moonlit night
My Mata Hari made salacious love to me
She said, “He’s either dead or in a jail cell somewhere, singing,

‘OOoooOOooOOoooooooo’”

I know I’m never to trust anyone offering 50%
But I’m a sucker for an even split down the middle
Tunnel vision waylaid my better judgement

And it’s harder to gauge an opportunities weight
When desperation’s pulling your chain
By the hook in your nose
Now the pretty face turns cold ---

Wait! Don’t leave me holding the smoking gun!
Don’t leave me alone. Don’t leave me…

What’s the matter?
We can get out of the trap society’s set, together
Wait! Don’t leave me alone...

Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah, Ah
Track Name: Neighbor
There’s water in the room
The power’s cutting, too
It’s all over the news
But I don’t wanna move

They say they gotta close the schools
They say there’s nothing we can do
But grab the bags and ladders

Cuz maybe there’s a neighbor there who needs me
How can I just stay home
And leave ‘em out in the cold?

There’s water bleeding in the streets
There’s people dying over heat
Poseidon’s not the problem

So, what if I could save a life?
Or maybe take a step outside
Cuz I don’t wanna live a lie
It’s impossible to justify because I’m always
Saying that I would be there

If ever there was a neighbor
There who needed me
How could I just stay home
And leave ‘em out in the cold?

Say you wanna help out
Say you wanna go down to ocean side
Where the pumps are failing

Say you wanna break out
Say you wanna break down
Dark was the night when the lights stayed faded

Say you want more time
Say you want another try to put it on the line
When it ain’t your chips in

Say you wanna give up
Say you wanna start over
Well now’s not the time
The flood is at your doorstep
Track Name: Imbalance
Find me the man with his hand on the gun
Paint him in colors of hottest maroon
Round up the feverish crowd in the street
Wrapped in the smoke of an honest belief
And enraged by a body turned cold

Next time they willingly foster the lie
Cut loose the guillotine, sever the spine
Bring me the head of the chief of police
You set the stage up and I’ll write the speech
On coming of age in the fire

Raise up your hand to the height of your eye
Hold in your fist what your foes would deny
Reject the sounds of the tyrants who teach
That only through war can they promise you peace

Imbalance, you know, is a product of malice
Faith is unbreakable, honest and cherished
Crooks in the suits are polluted and cold
What is a man if he cannot break out of the mold?

Pour in the hearts of American homes
What people in Palestine already know
Beat on the heads of the soviet drums
The third world war has already begun

Imbalance, you know, is a product of malice
Faith is unbreakable, honest and cherished
Crooks in the suits are polluted and cold
What is a man if he cannot break out of it?

Financing violence
They’re financing violence
With routine cruelty, financing violence

Twin image-buildings
Spew plumes of thick chaos
The paranoia darkens enemy lungs ---

Building a pen, locking you in
The fruit of resistance rots on the limb
While avarice gains hold of the reigns
They’re sealing your fate by
Financing violence

They re-load guns
And all the prisons overrun
When the drones hit homes
Big business booms by
Financing violence

Fear not,
The Ides are marching!
Hold the line

The road, despite all the stones, requires us walking
In balance to lay low the agents of madness
Aiming to make us complacent and calloused
Minds of the future imprisoned and cold
What is a man if he cannot break out of the mold?

Play another solo, Joe…

Feast your eyes
Upon the undulating tides of time
That wash the blood away
As empires dissolve
Humanity’s remains