Bathroom EP - A Collection of 'Shit' Demos!

by Liz Unphair

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From 2 AM to 4 AM on the morning of May 24th, I decided (quite hastily) to record an ep that was full of shit. Indeed, it was a successful endeavor. The songs were recorded in the order that they appear, and most tracks are the first take. Obviously, there is zero production here. If that bothers you, then hire Phil Spector to produce my next effort from his jail cell.

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"When I wrote 'Today' I knew that I was going to be a national treasure, but not like Nicholas Cage. Also, my politics suck, just thot u shud know1!!"
-Billy Corgan

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released May 24, 2014

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Liz Unphair Eugene, Oregon

Liz Unphair is the world's first "Songer-Singwriter."

When asked for comment, this was his/her/its response:

"Gee, I mean, I guess, I mean, I hope my music will inspire aspiring interpretive dancers."
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Track Name: Paxil (The Blah Blah Song)
I’m never sane or insane
I learned to piss out the pain
Please keep me safe from myself
Chemicals on the shelf

Now I feel no joy
I feel no pain
I can’t complain
Even if I tried
If I try, I’ll probably die

I’m in the bottom of a glass
Collecting remnants of the past
Defective pension again
Feeling sick, breathing in

Now I feel no joy
I feel no pain
I can’t complain
Even if I tried
If I died, I wouldn’t cry
Track Name: Second Person
I built my own cross
I took gymnastics
I’m feeling spastic
I break my own heart
On a daily basis
True love is sarcastic

I don’t mean you
It’s nothing personal
And I don’t mean you
It’s nothing personal
No I don’t mean you
By second person
No I don’t mean you
It’s second personal
I don’t mean anything
I don’t mean you

“Your psychoanalyst is the antagonist”
…says my contaminant
I could fill my own void
If they gave me more space
I belong in outer space
Track Name: A Tribute To Slaughterhouse Five
My funny bone isn’t that fun
I had fifteen and now there’s one

So it goes, it goes, it goes

I loved her more than anything
But anything was better looking

So it goes it goes it goes
A ghost
Track Name: Softer (Acoustic)
Measure once, cut it twice
Be the antichrist
I’m her majesty
She’s a tragedy

10 cent incense burning
Through a bottle I’m searching

Know your enemies
Taste the antifreeze
Bloom and bleach the fern
Teach me how to learn

Hate will wed
Health will bleed
(Softer)

In my head
I’m okay
In my car
I’m a brake
In my heart
I’m an ache
In my hell
I’m erased

In my head
I’m okay
In my car
I’m a brake
In my heart
I’m an ache
In my shell
I’m an egg
Track Name: Heaven
I couldn’t care less if I cared more
If I did more, there’d be nothing to do
Pick your side
But make sure it’s with me
Don’t get upset
In her photographs
You’re still young

She found a better way
It gets worse everyday
Clockwise circle talk
Blood’s wise on the clock
She found another way
Hurts bad everyday

On the brighter side
I went blind
I couldn’t care less if I cared more
I cared more
Find the softest rock
To rest my head
When it’s time for bed
Picking up the key,
I held a knife

She said ‘another day’
What’s worse anyway?
Clockwise circle talk
Blood’s wise on the clock
Soft sheath metal crow
Three speed running slow
She’s in a better place
That grows worse every day
Track Name: Alkaline
Truth to disavow
Turn it inside out
Spin it back around
Make it look like me
And everything between
To split the great divide
And taste the alkaline

Her mystique misses me
Her mystique misses me

Slow motion on speed
Another day complete
Slip beneath the sheets
I’ll leave my body there
And laugh in its despair
Witnesses of cloud
To sue a suicide

Her mystique misses me
Her mystique misses me
Her mystique misses me

A bloom of blisters on the pictures
Bed of roses’ thorns
Wishful thinking, baby teething
Flesh-eating skin

Her mistake
Her mistake
Her mistake
Her mistake
Her mistake
(Son and Daughter)
(Mister slaughter)
(Rest in pieces)
(Unfold the creases)
(Son and Daughter)
(Mister Slaughter)
(Rest in prison)
(It's my decision)