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Space Nation's debut EP!

3 years in the making, and 6 tracks to show for it! 2 instrumentals, 4 with vocals, all pay what you want!

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released July 10, 2017

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Space Nation Colorado

We're two incoming college freshman from Colorado who make music.

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Track Name: Chamomile
I’ve been sick all day
but at least I am home
I’ve been sick all day
but at least I'm alone
A voice mail on the phone
from some relative
I could get sympathy points
they say, if they could visit
They are too far away
and the gesture is nice
but hollow
Sirens, bikes, and chatter
enter through an open window
Books scattered across the room
Here I lay making shadows

with my hands

No one to bother me
I can stay and sleep
No one to bother me

Every day I’m going at 1000 miles per hour
trying to please everyone around me
and fill a hole in me all the way
to my death and now I can rest
spring has begun to come around
and the kettles on the stove
anxiety heightens around my unproductivity
the whole room smells like peaches and chamomile
Track Name: Paranormal Arizona
Taos Hum, Sailing Stones
Shadow Men, UFOs

Chupacabra, Chasing Star
I lost 9 minutes in the car

Bright lights on the horizon
I can see the faint green glow
If you're lookin' to see some spooky stuff
I know where you need to go

Paranormal Arizona
It's the place you ought to be
If you're lookin' to get some cool photographs
Or if you're just like me

Paranormal Arizona:
Get abducted here!
All you get is a lousy shirt and the vacation of the year

Door in the Desert, Marfa Lights
A big machine, sleepless nights

Men in Black, Highway Ghosts
The weird don't stop 'til you hit the coast

I can tell you're nervous 'bout the proposition
Let me put your qualms to rest
If you plan to keep and open mind
This trip will be the best

Paranormal Arizona
It's the place you ought to be
If you're lookin' to get some cool photographs
Or if you're just like me

Paranormal Arizona:
Get abducted here!
All you get is a lousy shirt
And the vacation of the year

Paranormal Arizona
It's the place you ought to be
Meet a ghost, send a card in the post
Or, if you want, sightsee

Paranormal Arizona:
Get abducted here!
All you get is a lousy shirt
And the vacation of the year,
the vacation of the year,
the vacation of the year!
Track Name: Shadow Self Arson
I have a brand to keep up with
So I burnt down the local Chili's
You know there isn't much to do around here
Luckily no one got hurt

All my friends said I didn't do it
That is was a kitchen fire
I driving but that's a weak alibi
Yeah I swear I saw myself that night

Made eye contact with myself in the fire
But everybody thinks I'm a liar

My shadow self burnt down the Chili's
I saw my shadow self burn down the Chili's
Drank too much caffeine and let it escape me
Yeah my shadow self burnt down the Chili's

You know I am quite the shut-in
Never been seen outside my whole life
But there's blurry camera footage on the TV of me
Setting fire to a local eatery

Nobody knows me
Or would believe me
But there I am, plain for all to see

I saw my shadow self burn down the Chili's (that night)
Yeah my shadow self burnt down the Chili's
It's what you get when you get your spirit stones jacked
Yes my shadow self burnt down the Chili's
Track Name: Plastic
Plastic Bag, caught in a chain fence
Crushed underfoot walking
Drifting out windows

Driving, Starting up a movement
Quickly snatched and profited
It's out of your hands

Plastic, replaceable man
A gloomy boring existence
Working shifts he hates

Resignation, it's been written before
About a man who lives alone
A man who dies alone

A silicon person grabs a shoulder
Has four producers writing
A rip off of old songs

There is nothing original
There’s no individual
Don’t delude yourself

It means nothing to me
It's bullshit and celebrity
I don’t care if I am pretentious

This is a defeat
Astroturf, saccharine sweet
Its the same recycled tune

Rotation, press
Top 40 stations
Factory made content
That car commercial shit

It means fuck all to me
All the glitzy obscenity
Its a slow motion plane crash

Listen if i go crazy
I’m dead serious baby
Talk some sense to me

If I ever lose my footing
Ring me on my phone please,
talk sense into me

If I ever lose my footing
I’m dead serious baby
knock some sense to me