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suburban lakes

by indoor/indoor

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1.
it seems like just last week i was commando in your cocktail dress right where you left me, the roof of the old hotel. gravel in my knees, lipstick stuck in the lapel you always bite the hand that needs you and honey i know i am the same way but i can't hide the fact that i need you your pity's such a pitiful shame such a shame i spent last night getting all dolled up for you even trimmed my pubes to some indie rock anthem now i'm not going anywhere i'm pretty sure all my friends are dead or out dancing you always bite the hand that needs you and honey i know i am the same way but i can't hide the fact that i need you god help me keep down this cheap champagne you always bite the hand that needs you i'm a wreck, i'm a wreck you cannot look away you always bite the hand that needs you your pity your pity your pity's such a pitiful shame
2.
never ending summer take our old friends for granted i think we lost another to a suburban lake i miss my childhood maybe i never had it oh well it all drifts away on a suburban lake these days my heart is bare and barely awake these days my heart is bare and barely awake never ending summer every day is automatic i wasted yet another on a suburban lake i miss your love maybe i never had it oh well it all drifts away on a suburban lake these days my heart is bare and barely awake these days my heart is bare and barely awake now what's that my friend what's that you say? something happened to us something happened someday now what's that my friend what's that you say? something happened to us something happened someday
3.
wait it out 03:24
i know goodbye is coming i'm not ready and i've never been my mouth is dry, i'm running low on pepsi and nicorette there was a day when i wasn't so nervous and i could say i love you i could say it first and now i wait it out, i wait it out i wait it out, i wait it out what was i waiting for a better time to be a better friend? i should have come by more time with you would have been better spent there was a day i was strong i was certain to say i love you i would say it first and now i wait it out, i wait it out i wait it out, i wait it out
4.
who were we 02:55
there's blood on the floor there's art on the walls what was it for when you told me to call? who are we who are we to clean it up? who are we to clean it up? robbie i know you had just found god we found him too looking at you who are we who are we to clean it up? who are we to clean it up?
5.
leave your boots and umbrella by the welcome mat man it's been forever since you've come back here i can barely get over how it used to be jumping trains and fences, backpacks full of beer and now... man there's nothing to sleep off tonight our minds are fake diamonds tonight there's nothing to sleep off tonight our cheap knock off ideas are glaring bright nothing on our tongues, nothing up our sleeves don't let me go, don't let me go too far convincing you, convincing me we pray to a ceiling of plastic stars man there's nothing to sleep off tonight our minds are fake diamonds tonight there's nothing to sleep off tonight our cheap knock off ideas are glaring bright
6.
whatever they saw in me i couldn't see it in myself got my palm read in a dive bar left my friends in philadelphia i couldn't find my courage i wouldn't know what courage feels like throwing snowballs at the fountain frozen over in paradise one of these days thats what we'd always say one of these days one of these days never meant to make a promise never meant to make a sound i tried so hard to be honest that the truth couldn't catch up to my mouth i never had much patience i wouldn't know what patience feels like throwing snowballs at the fountain frozen over in paradise one of these days thats what we'd always say one of these days one of these days the monuments are yawning and i can't forgive myself for leaving dreams unfinished and never heading back to philadelphia i couldn't find redemption i wouldn't know what redemption feels like throwing snowballs at the fountain frozen over in paradise one of these days thats what we'd always say one of these days one of these days
7.
boring drunks in their cardigans bum off brand smokes from ex-girlfriends i can't get close to you i can't get close to you without losing my mind boring drunks with their cool tattoos all crowd the halls in their combat boots i can't get close to you i can't get close to you without losing my mind if you asked me to temple i'd kiss the carpet the rest of my life i can't get close to you i can't get close to you without losing my mind don't ask me for that dream that you're after i'm a thrift store genie in a paper lantern no don't ask me for that dream you're after my heart burns itself out boring drunks with their complexes all wear them out like they're prom dresses i can't get close to you i can't get close to you without losing my mind if you asked me to temple i'd kiss the carpet the rest of my life i can't get close to you i can't get close to you without losing my mind don't ask me for that dream that you're after i'm a thrift store genie in a paper lantern no don't ask me for that dream you're after my heart burns itself out
8.
giants 03:28
i waited too long i waited too long now i'm in the wrong i'm in the wrong place and time all of the time i'm looking over i'm looking over the shoulders of giants from a giant step behind low horizons, low horizons low horizons are full of lies, lies, lies and so am i i could never believe i could never believe in the kind of gods that i need so i need your love to get by all of the time i'm looking over i'm looking over the shoulders of giants from a giant step behind low horizons, low horizons low horizons are full of lies, lies, lies and so am i
9.
everyone with a good joke to tell has made it out of this town they traded in the friends they knew too well just for a chance at getting out well i can't blame them would you look around? there's not much left of the dreamers they left i'm a cocktail umbrella in a thunderstorm watching them drink their excuses to death on a little fenced in concrete slab that some dead mayor named the strip no one's looking for, no one's looking out for no one's looking for, no one's looking out for the dead end boardwalk kids so don't kid yourself honey keep your charity you've got a tiny green heart of bronze it shines like gold, yeah it shines like gold til you get tired of acting strong i always knew it was easy it's the easiest thing to turn your back on someone but you were the first one who taught me how to make a white lie out of a thing you called love you're a punch line with a paper kiss you've got a postcard smile taped to your crusty lips no one's looking for, no one's looking out for no one's looking for, no one's looking out for the dead end boardwalk kids my best friend died before i was born my baby brother's spirit was crushed fate is a little kid with steel toe boots waving his dick in the wind, pissing his name in the dust well brother keep your dreams in a penny jar we're gonna cash them out on a second chance you're stronger than you think you've got a pit bull's grip on a second hand suit and some hand-me-down plans you've got a lot to give, you've got a lot to give you've got a lot of faith, but you've misplaced it no one's looking for, no one's looking out for no one's looking for, no one's looking out for the dead end boardwalk kids

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All proceeds from the sale of this album will be donated to the International Refugee Assistance Project.

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released November 19, 2016

Album art by Jordan Mrazik

All songs written and performed by indoor/indoor which is:

Kevin Comly on bass and guitar
Natalie Quick on bass and guitar
David Young on drums
Chad Murla on guitar and vocals

Lyrics on track 4 written by Kevin Comly
All other lyrics written by Chad Murla

Additional credits:

Kevin Kearney played drums on track 6
Eric Godsey played bass and drums on track 1

All songs recorded and mixed at Chad's Jerk Pit in Richmond, VA

Additional recording on track 6 by Alex Moxam in Philadelphia, PA
Additional recording and mixing on tracks 1,7, and 8 by Eric Godsey at Eggplant Studios in Richmond VA

Special thanks to Kevin Kearney, Sean Close, Julien Rossow-Greenberg, Tom Herman, Julian Campbell, William Shiflett, Paul Willson, Elizabeth Fagan, and Sam Osimitz for their constant support and inspiration.

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indoor/indoor Richmond, Virginia

Based in Richmond, VA indoor/indoor is the passion project of four friends who love crafting upbeat, introspective, DIY basement-pop.
Drawing from influences like Deerhunter, The War on Drugs, and Papercuts, Indoor/Indoor specializes in creating catchy, evocative, atmospheric rock songs.
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