Bad Circuitry

by Best Regards

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Recorded between December 2014 and October 2015 in Alex's living room, garage, and a room in a basement at Molloy College

Engineered by Alex Kendziewski
Mixed and Mastered by Michael Briggs

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released March 17, 2016

Best Regards is

Kevin Ilardi- Vocals/Guitar
Alex Kendziewski-Guitar/Vocals
Stephen Martinez-Drums/Vocals
Chris Recco-Bass/Vocals

Special thanks to Jesus Rios for helping with gang vocals

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Track Name: Mister Bartender
I’ve been listening to these thoughts for way too long
Trying to let the logic filter in
But the funnel’s so damn narrow and it’s filled with self doubt
And enough regrets to drown a country in

Mister Bartender, can you help me
Remedy all the things I don’t want to remember

I’m getting sick of starting over
And finding new ways to pass the time
I ask my self the same persistent questions
But the answers still escape me every time


(lyrics by Alex Kendziewski and Stephen Martinez)
Track Name: We're Not Created Equal (Some of Us Are Assholes)
We all know Americans can’t make mistakes
You’re living like your forefathers did
So why would you change what’s tradition now?
The trail of tears filled their cups and left them thirsty
The white man’s burden is resting on the busted backs
Of everybody else

I’m sick of this constant need for superiority
When we’re all just broken beasts of burden

I’ll jam a hammer down all your throats
Just to nail in common sense
And knock down the goddamn walls that you’ve lined with snakes
If nature allowed you to bear a child
I’d rip away all your rights
But it’d result in more bigoted fucks, no I’ve had enough

I’m sick of this constant need for superiority
When we’re all just broken beasts of burden
We’re prone to more suffering and self entitled kings
Why would you lend a hand when you can raise a finger?
A nation built with bricks of anger


(lyrics by Alex Kendziewski)
Track Name: Let's Dance to the Tune of Crippling Debt
John closed his eyes, thought about what he wanted to be
Dreams too large for a destitute black family
What’s this shit about income inequality?
You can be anything you want, as long as you can pay the fee

Or you won’t be anything, anything at all

Jess looked down at her grandma’s wrist
And now permanent IV
This isn’t how she should look, even at 83
But cancer makes up half the fucking GDP
Sure, she’ll die, but the doctor’ll live comfortably

And they won’t leave her with anything, anything at all

So swiftly siphon this next glass
Maybe another four or three
‘Least we can be half full while our futures are fucking empty


(lyrics by Alex Kendziewski)
Track Name: Kerosene
You think I care more than I fucking do
I’ve got more time invested than I’d like to
I’ve been waking up just feeling like shit
Listening to you whine and endlessly bitch
Gonna take my regrets and put them back on the shelf
Let them fester and rot for somebody else


(lyrics by Stephen Martinez, Chris Recco, and Alex Kendziewski)
Track Name: Drown
In the bed at night sometimes I find it nice
To wonder how you’re sleeping
If you took your head, laid it next to mine
Would the angles of our eyes meet?

Curse this lousy head for keeping you afloat
While I drown in the depths of all the words I wrote
About your hands in my hair
And how the thought keeps my legs locked down to the ground
Instead of moving on

In the bed that night, bathed in TV light
Your smile never seemed whiter
Tarantino served as perfect foil
To the dialogue between our tongues
We scaled the walls of our vulnerabilities
Our guard posts abandoned
But my feeble arms couldn’t hold me up
And they’re too short to reach you

Don’t go home, I said with bags under my eyes
But you don’t want to be a burden
Or someone someday I’d despise
Don’t go home, I said with bags under my eyes
'Cause you were never a burden
Just someone on whom I rely


(lyrics by Alex Kendziewski)
Track Name: Bad Circuitry
Hello old friend, won’t you wander this way again?
For months my brain’s been bolted on backward
I swear I’m gonna try to get myself sorted right
Kick this bad circuitry as I put my best foot forward

I’ve got such weight weighing on my shoulders
So tell my why my muscles aren’t getting any larger
I’m sick of searching for something I can salvage
So I’ll go home, guess I’ll try in a week again

I’ve got such friends standing in my corner
So tell my why the fuck I feel like such a loner?
I’m sick of all my incessant complaining
So I’ll go home, I’m just feeling so weak again

So tonight I’m waning
And I’m making the tides rise up, wash me anew
And my sight is hazy
It’s all fading in and out with different hues
My spurned mind’s been enslaving all worth saving
So against my head I’ll stage a coup
And tonight I’m shaking
So I’m breaking this slump or this wall


(lyrics by Alex Kendziewski)