Society

by Morakoza

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Morakoza’s debut release SOCIETY is an apt introduction to this new talent, featuring collaborations with rappers, singers, producers, and other musicians. This is the collective that Morakoza strives to expand into a community and it is here that the group’s journey — one that has already seen them grow into one of the 416’s most captivating live acts— begins.

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released August 19, 2014

Produced by M. Vultaggio and Morakoza*
Mixed by M. Vultaggio
Mastering and additional production by P. Witmer
*Track 5 produced and mixed by J. Manou

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Morakoza Mississauga, Ontario

Mixing atmospheric, textured guitars with hard club rhythms and electronics, Morakoza strike a balance between the dance- rock of Foals and the more experimental hip-hop leanings of acts like Alt-J and the Weeknd.

The band consists of Dragan Maricic (vocals, guitars), Matt Vultaggio (guitars, backing vocals), Lukas Witmer (drums/sampler), and Phil Witmer (bass, keyboards).
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Track Name: Cold (feat. Spek Won)
Smoked one, knocked out and dreamed you
Flew back from Tokyo and seen you
Check for me when the sun go down
Play checkers on the ground, jump me so I queen you
I've been praying you for so long
Too long for us to further prolong
Too long for us to move slow, hold on
Too long for us to only kick it like Solange
Lay here, stay here, impose
Mi casa, mi tiempo, it's yours
You stay killing the game, I wear black
So there's that

[Chorus]
It's my fault, I never held onto a love cause it's grown so tired
I guess it came and went like the money spent, we're building a fire
Keep each other warm until we grow cold
And change our desires
Change our desires
Keep each other warm until we grow cold
And change our desires
Keep each other warm until we grow cold
And change our desires

Smoked out in my room, babe, waiting on a sign
Our love is like a movie reel burning in the fire
I think Quentin got it right though, mixing revenge with desire
The credits start to roll and the crowd starts to exit
In the theatre we're alone, the only bodies present
We're in our favourite movie but we hate the fucking ending

[Chorus]

I got a little restless but your name is on the tip of my tongue
I don't wanna stress this but I may be the only one
Who makes you feel good, baby
Blown out of proportion, our love is like a ticking bomb
Give it another minute and I think it will go off
What's the point of monogamy if you're never really happy
With the one you love?

[Chorus]

Smoked one, knocked out and dreamed you
Flew back from Tokyo and seen you
Check for me when the sun go down
Play checkers on the ground, jump me so I queen you
I've been praying you for so long
Too long for us to further prolong
Too long for us to move slow, hold on
Too long for us to only kick it like Solange
Lay here, stay here, impose
Mi casa, mi tiempo, it's yours
You stay killing the game, I wear black
So there's that
Track Name: Free Pistonhead (feat. Porter Jae)
I keep on coming and coming like I'm not going away
But I keep on frontin' and frontin' like I got something to say
Yeah I am hungry so hungry but you made me lose my taste
Oh yeah I'm losing my taste for all the rules you create

You think I'm crazy but baby I'm just so lazy in thought
My mind's been hazy lately from being up in smoke
You think that this is a joke? Well, let me tell you what's funny
For us I have no hope, no kind words will come from me

Ah ah ah ah ah ah
There aren't any words that I can use to say
How ah ah ah ow
How much I hate your troubled standards

I don't know if you've noticed, but I've been here for a while
Yeah I've been losing my focus from back-and-forth at the bar
While sitting and drinking I'm thinking of taking you home
I'm thinking of taking you home like I did once before

You make your way to the bathroom while I make mine for the exit
You go and bring up the past while I am stuck in the present
So you've got a boyfriend, oh maybe that's what you'll tell me
But when I had a girlfriend I guess the rules were different

Ah ah ah ah ah ah
There aren't any words that I can use to say
How ah ah ah ow
How much I hate your troubled standards
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
There aren't any words that I can use to say
How ah ah ah ow
How much I hate your troubled standards

I keep on coming and coming
I keep on coming and coming
I think I'm coming, I'm going
I think I'm leaving you baby
I think I...

Sitting in the corner of the bar piss drunk sipping Piston
Forget every lesson learned and note-passing classes
This blackboard mindset isn't all it's chalked up to be
Til the dust settles, I'll make mountains out of shot glasses
Grip the bottleneck and lose grip as I bottleneck with fogged up beer goggles
I smash feelings with bottles
Barstool ridden, reality hidden from this debacle
Listen, I'm just trying to find my axis
An X across from me with an ever present Y
Wondering why I wasn't a more persistent guy
When damp thoughts cloud the sky and these hops get me by
And false hopes merely fly overhead just to die
I lay myself down as a daisy to dog piss
And hope your crash landing results in some benefit like:
We'll look back and laugh just for the hell of it
Give it a sec for the alcohol content to settle in
Uncertain self betterment, I wanna feel content again drop what's irrelevant in this tenement
Pay no mind to scribble bathroom stall philosophies
Though it's the only escape from dive bar cacophonies and empty apologies
I am not an anomaly, I present a dichotomy but not out of dishonesty
I just promise
Not to ever wonder what it would have been like if neither of us let each other inside
Forget pride after all the inside games from the toil and the foiled masquerade
And it all begins to fade when I subvert the cliché
I take this Piston to my lips like a pistol
Loaded barrel full of past tense clear as crystal
I take this Piston to my lips like a pistol
Loaded barrel, past tense, crystal
Track Name: Polaroid Drawer
I am your photographer, Polaroids give me mental pictures
Of us just in my room, we were shedding our skin
I want to begin again somewhere near the end
And though I picture your face, you're at your friend's house filled with rage

And as the bulbs flash, you are in the spotlight
You're caught in my eyes, hammered in my head
Images cloud up the dreams I've given up
With us just tangled in the shades
Now you're a memory, a vivid history, a reoccurring dream
Where did she come from? Where did she go?
Back to her friend's house where she told me "no"

It's hard to say goodbye
With all you've ever wanted
With all your precious time
It's hard to say goodbye
With all you've ever wanted
With all your wasted time
Track Name: Backseat (feat. Tatiana Haas)
I woke from my sleep, the sheets tangled at my feet
This old sweater grips my skin
How many nights has it been?
I pray you run
I pray you run

You taught me right from wrong when I am prone to right
In the backseat of your car hiding in the night
I pray you run
I pray you run

I saw you just laying there, you were praying in your sleep
I heard what you were saying, you were praying for me
And I don't know what that means
Things you've always wanted but got stuck in between

You wanted right and wrong, singing these same sad songs
On the car rides home, you'll never want to be alone
No you won't
You want to drive away very far
You'll never want to be alone, no you won't
You want to drive away very far

You are in the backseat while you're staring at me
Look into the rearview mirror
While you're in the backseat, while you're staring at me
Look into the rearview mirror