Follow​-​Up

by All These Animals

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Frustratedly but lovingly recorded in various apartments.

Thanks to: Leah, for still putting up with me. Kris, for lending me his bass for way too long (again!). Chris Englehardt & Eric Sanchez.

Oh, and a big shout out to Michael “Morgenkreis” Gonzalez, Hannes the Nihilist, & Lennart, for making the days easier.

Hollow Earthers unite!

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released July 26, 2017

Instruments & Vocals: Mike Wilson
Mixed by: Leah Hinton
Mastered by: Allan Shotter

All songs written by Mike Wilson

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All These Animals Berlin, Germany

All These Animals is the musical project of Berlin based mess Mike Wilson. Combining acoustic song writing sensibilities with ambient aggressive undertones.

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Track Name: And Then You Dug
Well, you’ve found yourself some use
They’re screaming 'baby, don’t go'
Such a convenient little excuse
Oh, 'baby', you know

Well, you’ve found yourself some use
They’re screaming 'baby, don’t you go'
Such a convenient little excuse
Oh, 'baby', we all know.

And on and on
You’ll never be like me

And forever in dispute, chasing what I’ll never have
Oh, consequence of youth, claiming that faith ain’t half bad

Well now you’ve found yourself some use
They’re screaming 'baby, don’t you go'
Such a convenient little excuse
Oh ‘baby', I know.

And on and on
You’ll never be like me
Track Name: Worms
Only child of some ghosts,
singing 'every dead gets ate from worms'

Again

Only child of some ghosts
singing 'every dead gets ate from worm'

But I could love you, I could
Said I could love you, I could

Picture clear, picture took
All this talk of runnin’ off makes me quite ill
Your song plays softly in my ear, swearing that you’re not asking me
for anything

Who’s crushin’ now? Crush is clear
Still got half a bottle here
Only child of some ghosts,
singing 'every dead gets ate from worms'

But I could love you, I could
Said I could love you, I could

Picture clear, picture took
All this talk of runnin’ off makes me quite ill
Message sent, message read
Illogical fear of death

Why’d this die out on me?
Why’d this have to die on me?
Why’d they go and die on me?

Your song plays softly in my ear, swearing that you’re not asking me

For anything
Track Name: How to Spell Demons
If the demon’s in the bottle,
then I’m possessed, enchanted, and charmed
Paranoid just a bit, the only things following me are a shadow and guilt

So I’ll tell the bottom of this bottle you said ‘hello'
Here’s to a liver as black as your soul
You’re claiming grievance and what you’ve been owed
One trick pony, how sold is your soul?

And if I could, I would
All the trials that you’ve been through

So I’ll tell the bottom of this bottle you said 'hello'
One trick pony, how sold is your soul?
You're claiming grievance and what you’ve been owed
Here’s to a liver as black as your soul

Here’s to us
Track Name: Grammatical False Friend
Still shook from when you woke me, for I was in the deepest sleep
And if happiness awaits, then happiness eludes
No, this can’t be right

I refuse, I refuse

These wakes were casual for you, but they meant everything to me
And if happiness awaits, then happiness alludes
No, no, this can’t be right
Still shook from when you woke me, for I was in the deepest sleep