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Here Comes The War Dept.

by LANGUAGE LTD.

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    A / i. (Single Version) 4'31" ii. (Bedroom Eyes Version) 5'08"
    B / iii. (Special Disco Version) 11'54"

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1.
My silver tongue turned to fool's gold in my mouth A handshake deal in the silent auction house We'll never hear what they said but we don't have an out Oh we read what they said but we know what they meant The glasses clink + we hang our heads Nothing ever, ever stops You can bury it just as deep as you want It's a funeral for an empty box Sleight-of-hand so we can hide us from us Our eyes bigger than our stomachs Our stomachs so full of fear We know there's a price to pay + we pay and pay, forever changing gears So we pay until we just mistake it for love Of course we know who's lying to us Who's been lying to us Nothing ever, ever stops You can bury it just as deep as you want It's a funeral for an empty box Sleight-of-hand so we can hide us from us We restored the painting til the old one's all gone We restored the painting til the old one's all gone Of course we know of course we know we can't go back home We can't go back home
2.
In my head it's always a city at night No one to call but the lights burn cold + bright This feeling will eat me alive My silver tongue turned to fool's gold in your eyes We locked the door + we tried to stay inside We felt time Nothing ever, ever stops You can bury it just as deep as you want It's a funeral for an empty box Sleight of hand so we can hide us from us Our eyes bigger than our stomachs, stomachs so full of fear Fear of too much love + that it still won't be enough That what we do when we're alone is just a tic we picked up And started mistaking for love Nothing ever, ever stops You can bury it just as deep as you want It's a funeral for an empty box Sleight of hand so we can hide us from us
3.
My silver tongue turned to fool's gold in my mouth A handshake deal in the silent auction house We'll never hear what they said but we don't have an out Oh we read what they said but we know what they meant The glasses clink + we hang our heads Nothing ever, ever stops You can bury it just as deep as you want It's a funeral for an empty box Sleight-of-hand so we can hide us from us Our eyes bigger than our stomachs Our stomachs so full of fear We know there's a price to pay + we pay and pay, forever changing gears So we pay until we just mistake it for love Of course we know who's lying to us Who's been lying to us Nothing ever, ever stops You can bury it just as deep as you want It's a funeral for an empty box Sleight-of-hand so we can hide us from us We restored the painting til the old one's all gone We restored the painting til the old one's all gone Of course we know of course we know we can't go back home We can't go back home In my head it's always a city at night No one to call but the lights burn cold + bright This feeling could eat me alive This feeling could eat me alive Feeling this feeling could eat me alive This feeling could eat me alive Louder bombs always building bigger walls We're safe for awhile until the next one drops This feeling could eat me alive

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Nothing Ever, Ever Stops
You Can Bury It
Just As Deep As You Want
It's A Funeral
For An Empty Box
Sleight Of Hand
So We Can Hide Us From Us.

HERE COMES THE WAR DEPT. is 3 versions of the same song: a single, a gauzy dream-pop sigh, and an overly-militant 12-minute disco workout.

There is no official language. Only habitual language. And habits change.

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released June 2, 2019

LTD. INC. INT’L 003
written + recorded at home (2017 – 2019) by DG
co-produced by Hnry Flwr + LANGUAGE LTD.
additional vocals by Sofie Kapur + Hnry Flwr
mastered by Alan Douches at West West Side Music
art by K-LAB + LANGUAGE LTD. w/Zella
layout + design by LANGUAGE LTD.
all music + lyrics ©2017-2019 LANGUAGE LTD.
ltdincintl.org

DG / guitars, drum programming + drum machines, synthesizers, percussion, lyrics, vocals, recording/engineering
HF / vocal production + mixing, vocals on Special Disco Version
SK / vocals on Special Disco Version

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LANGUAGE LTD. New York, New York

LANGUAGE LTD. is a multi-instrumentalist, songwriter, DJ, and visual artist based on the East Coast.

ORIGINAL COPY is more of the same, again.

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