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Get In The Van

by Broken Barcodes

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    The debut Broken Barcodes EP, featuring 5 original songs about sleep apnea, child honesty, pandemic living, and general boredom.

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1.
I exist exhausted. I don't sleep a lot I go to bed at ten, but I wake up at 11 o'clock My brain refuses to turn off It'll be at least an hour before I stop staring at my clock My doctor tells me I stop breathing more than 200 times every evening I want the energy to make it through the day I'm worn out in life and my fatigue gets in the way I don't know if sleep's the only thing it takes but I'm sure it'd get me more than half the way I exist exhausted. I don't sleep a lot At two AM, I toss and turn and wrestle with my thoughts By five, my cat demands his food And at that point I just stay up until it hits me around noon My doctor tells me I stop breathing more than 200 times every evening I want the energy to make it through the day I'm worn out in life and my fatigue gets in the way I don't know if sleep's the only thing it takes but I'm sure it'd get me more than half the way
2.
I'm rolling three rows deep, filling up every seat I keep a modest speed, but I'm not afraid to beep I got that stow-and-go. Load up and hit the roads I carry heavy loads, from kids' car pools to Home Depot No more "I think I can" I traded in my sedan I finally understand what Henry Rollins meant Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van I explore parts unknown. Bluetooth connects my phone Separate climate controls provide comfort for all the zones I pilot passengers through traffic massacres While they watch DVDs like affluent ambassadors No more "I think I can" I traded in my sedan I finally understand what Henry Rollins meant Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van His words are so applicable for this functional vehicle I finally understand Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van
3.
Solo 02:02
I was so low, I didn't know who I should be I was so low, in my car, driving aimlessly I was so low, I didn't know who I should be I was so low, trapped inside with no way out I was so low, all alone, even in a crowd I was so low, I didn't know who I should be I was so low, I didn't know who I should be I was so low, burning hours, always daydreaming I was so low, I didn't know who I should be I didn't have many friends or appreciate the ones I did Nothing in the world could ever live up to my expectations I was so low. I was so low. I was so low, I didn't know who I should be
4.
We haven't seen each other in months it seems When everybody appears on the screen It's barely seconds before you're speaking Now I'm not how you remember me being So truthfully we hardly know each other And I can't understand why you would bother To animate and feel a need to offer Your conviction hidden under cover I don't need your pretext to make me feel like I'm a reject Take your feelings, write them down, and throw them in the trash Take your feelings, write them down, and throw them in the trash Take your feelings, write them down, and throw them in the trash If I wanted your opinion, I'd be sure to ask
5.
Worse 02:44
I read an apology letter Handwritten on wrinkled paper One sentence with many misspellings Given to my son by another first grader It said "I'm sorry for saying that your dad looks weird" I guess most dads don't have long hair or unkept beards I wasn't sure what to say, without the time to rehearse So I told him to forgive him because I've been called worse I've been called worse I've been called worse I've heard every word in the universe I've been called worse I've been called worse. "Weird" doesn't phase me, because I've been called worse It started a week before When I walked in the school door To be the class volunteer Help kids improve their math scores It went as expected until the following week When some kid told my son that I look like a freak Then he took exception, told his teacher at school Who later reached out to reassure me I'm cool. I told her I've been called worse

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released May 1, 2023

Recorded February & March 2023 by Matt Hagberg at Vaughan Music Studios, Columbus, Ohio. Mixed and Mastered by Josh Roman at Mindrocket Recording Studio, West Middlesex Pennsylvania. Cover photo by Randy Watson.

Thanks to our families and friends for encouraging and tolerating us.

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Broken Barcodes Columbus, Ohio

Three neighborhood dads in need of a hobby, united in a quest to fend off boredom, attain unfulfilled juvenile dreams and make use of those dusty instruments, all while trying to not piss off the neighbors.

A punk band from Columbus, Ohio. Heavily inspired by 1990’s pop punk, early hardcore and the Ramones.

Broken Barcodes is:
Robb - Vocals/Guitar
Kinsley - Bass/Vocals
Jeff - Drums
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