Blank Paper - EP

by Blank Paper

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released July 1, 2014

Written & Produced by K. Marie Kim & Taylor Bense
Arranged and performed by Blank Paper
Drums recorded by Aaron Bastinelli (Rubber Tracks) & Matthew Morales (The Elev3n)
Mixed by K. Marie Kim & Taylor Bense
Mastered by Heba Kadry (Timeless Mastering)

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Blank Paper Brooklyn, New York

Blank Paper is the result of four eclectic and distinctive musical backgrounds converging into one path of heartfelt alternative synth-pop.

Blending a diverse set of genres ranging from electronica to soul to rock, the band originated in New York City in 2012. A rarity in electronic synth-heavy music, their live show is strictly live, free of laptops and backing tracks.
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Track Name: Step Into My Office
I'm a detective, private investigator
I have questions. Can you answer them?
I have evidence, I have a witness
She said she saw you, do you have an alibi?
I'm your teacher, your professor
I'm your priest, I'm your preacher
And you've been acting up, I've had my eye on you
If you keep acting up I'm gonna have to ask you to

Step into my office
I've got some things to discuss with you

Let's talk business, run some numbers
Make arrangements, I'll meet you halfway there
I have plans, come meet with me
Hear my proposal. We could start a company
I'll be your partner, I'll be your friend
I'll be your enemy just so you'll keep me closer
I'll count on you, you'll count on me
I'll always hear you out, all you have to do is

Step into my office
I've got some things to discuss with you
Step into my office
I've got some things to discuss with you
Track Name: Ambien
Time, slipping, through the cracks and seams
Time, racing, stops for none but dreams
Can I slow down the hands on the wall?
Can you slow down, I'm trying to keep control

I wait, I'll wait, I've waited for what feels like a century
For the right thing, the right one
The hours, they come so slowly
but the years fly faster and you grow further away

Please stay
Don't wake me up, don't wake me up
I'd sleep for days
Don't wake me up, don't wake me up

Chance, slipping, with the rising sun
Chance, I'm losing what little I had to run with
If I close my eyes will I forget?
If I let go, do you promise to come back?

I wait, I'll wait, I've waited for what feels like a century
For the right thing, the right one
The hours, they come so slowly
but the years fly faster and you grow further away

Please stay
Don't wake me up, don't wake me up
I'd sleep for days
Don't wake me up, don't wake me up

Pulling down the window shades
So I can keep you for the night

Please stay
Don't wake me up, don't wake me up
I'd sleep for days
Don't wake me up, don't wake me up
Track Name: My Drum
In my own house, I make my own rules
I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum
Until my hands bleed, I beat my own drum
I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum

Follow close behind and you're never left alone
March in time to the sound and make your rhythms known
Follow me, follow me
And we can beat our own drum
Beat our own drum

I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum
I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum

The tempo's getting faster and we're tearing up the road
You know I'd rather die that slow down for a mile
Just keep it up, and follow me, follow me
And we can beat our own drum
Beat our own drum

I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum
I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum
Until my hands bleed, I beat my own drum
I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum
Track Name: Whip
Remember when the radio was still the king?
To win the tickets, you'd call it in
They had the latest on who's coming to town
Airwaves, frequencies, magic & sound.

Remember when we used to wonder who
Who wrote this song? When was it on? Where are they from?
Now it's just a matter of reaching in-
Inside our pockets for our best friend

Arguments are so passé
One touch, it gives away
All the answers in your hand
One touch, at your command

I feel naked, I feel strange when I'm without
I feel naked, I feel strange, I can't go without

Remember when the TV set was your best bet
For every piece of news that you could get
It may have killed the radio star
Now it's a martyr for the digital war

Remember when we used to see eye to eye?
Making conversations? And trading explanations?
Now it's just a matter of reaching out
Inside our pockets for our best friends

Arguments are so passé
One touch, it gives away
All the answers in your hand
One touch, at your command

I feel naked, I feel strange when I'm without
I feel naked, I feel strange, I can't go without
Why do I feel like there's something missing in my life?
When I go two minutes without it, I feel I can't survive

Arguments are so passé
One touch, it gives away
All the answers in your hand
One touch, at your command
Track Name: Peek
Peeking out my eyes, analyze the scene
He's looking for the young, the young naïve
Specimens, prospects, searching for a dream
Finding themselves every chance it seems

He's biting with his teeth, he's nipping at your heels
He's got you running for the hills
Believe me when I say, it will never go away
Until his game you agree to play
It will never go away, it will never go away

Come on take a peek, tell me what you see
Hand over my throat though I can barely breathe
Beat like thunder my heart won't stop
Just one look at the temperature drops
He keeps singing in my head
He keeps singing in my head

The greatest power in man's creation
The voice that rouses every temptation
Reaches inside the idle man
The poisoned seed spread inside their brains

He's biting with his teeth, he's nipping at your heels
He's got you running for the hills
Believe me when I say, it will never go away
Until his game you agree to play
It will never go away, it will never go away

Come on take a peek, tell me what you see
Hand over my throat though I can barely breathe
Beat like thunder my heart won't stop
Just one look at the temperature drops
He keeps singing in my head
He keeps singing in my head