We Killed KENN

by KENN

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Songs about poor life choices, venereal disease, crippling loneliness and death all set to dance-able pop beats! A treat for the entire family!

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released 04 December 2013

ALBUM CREDITS:

Songs written by Kenneth Cifuentes (tracks 1,2,3,5,6) and Stephen Judd (tracks 4,5,6)
All tracks produced By Kenneth Cifuentes and Stephen Judd except “Still Pretty” Produced By Kenneth Cifuentes, Stephen Judd, and Brian Preczewski
Album Mixed By Conor Edwards and Dave Rossman
Album Mastered By Carl Saff
Cover Art and Photo by Andi Hedrick
Arm Model: Andrew Stonehouse

Other Credits:
Ken Cifuentes: Vocals, Programming
Stephen Judd: additional vocals (Track 4, and 6), Programming
Mack Partin: Bass Guitar (Track 2, 3, 5, and 6), Lap Steel Guitar (track 5)
Evan McCallion: Violin (Track 3)
Conor Edwards: Additional Drum Sequencing
Paul Alexopoulos: Rhythm Guitar (Track 3)
Mark Maksymiuk: Technical Assistance
Joel Gullickson: Spirit Animal and Life Coach

Additional/Backing Vocals by Lia (Track 1 and 4), Kelly Day (Track 2), Lainie Epstein (Track 3), Cindy Cifuentes (Track 3), Courtney Szymkiw (Track 4), Michael Barwin (track 6)

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Track Name: Still Pretty (Feat. the Chromatique)
Still Pretty
By Kenneth Cifuentes

I want a boy who's hung like a horse
I want a boy who's gentle but coarse
I want a boy who holds me like I'm everything
Deals with my insanity, tells me that he'll never leave.
I want a boy who gets down like an animal
Eats me like a cannibal
And makes me high.

My soul machine;
I think you should come and give it some grease
Time to see,
If I'm still pretty when I'm down on my knees.

Kinda Scary,
The way I crumble in your hands
Ordinary,
Never was my type of man

I want a boy who's tatted and rough (Still Pretty, Still, Still Pretty)
I want a boy who t-t-t-tears me up (Still Pretty, Still, Still Pretty)
I want a boy who holds me like I'm everything
Deals with my insanity, tells me that he'll never leave.
I want a boy who gets down like an animal
Eats me like a cannibal
And makes me high.

You taste so sweet.
I’m just peachy now feed me that cream
Time to see,
If I'm still pretty when I'm down on my knees.

Kinda Scary,
The way I crumble in your hands
Ordinary,
Never was my type of man

Kinda Scary,
The way I crumble in your hands
Ordinary,
Never was my type of man

(Still Pretty, Still, Still Pretty) repeated X4

Kinda Scary,
The way I crumble in your hands
Ordinary,
Never was my type of man
Track Name: Super Heroes
Super Heroes
By Kenneth Cifuentes

You got what you wanted. So why are you still here?
You got what you wanted. So why are you still here?
You got what you wanted. So why are you still here?
You got what you wanted.

Each day they’d try to get me
No one to protect me
How did I, not run and hide.
Here comes the bus I’m shaking
I can’t stop my mind from racing
Damned if I, let’em see me cry

I’d never mean to say the things I always seemed to say
The words always got in the way
Don’t waste your prayers on me
I didn’t ask for sympathy
And please never call me again

I prayed to god for help thinking that he surely would
Then he didn’t so I looked around for someone that could
Where are the super heroes, Daddy, Please I swear I’ll be good
Tell me where they have gone

God made me to believe
There’s something wrong with me
How I tried to play the line
The best advice they had
It’s your fault act like a man
Why would I choose this life?

I’d never mean to say the things I always seemed to say
The words always got in the way
Don’t waste your prayers on me
I didn’t ask for sympathy
And please never call me again

I prayed to God for help, thinking he surely would
When he didn’t I looked around for someone that could
Where are the super heroes, Daddy, please I swear I’ll be good
Tell me where they have gone.

(Voicemail)
To replay this message press one.
Hey, where’s my boy at? I just thought I’d call and talk to him for a little while. If you get this message soon, give me a call back. It’s your mother. Bye.

I prayed to God for help, thinking he surely would
When he didn’t I looked around for someone that could
Where are the super heroes, Daddy, please I swear I’ll be good
Tell me where they have gone.
I prayed to God for help, thinking he surely would
When he didn’t I looked around for someone that could
Where are the super heroes, Daddy, please I swear I’ll be good
Tell me where they have gone.
Track Name: Pacific View
Pacific View
By Stephen Judd

El sol se escondio muy rapido

I saw a place unlike any I had seen
The city fell away the concrete met the green
Surrounded by the mountains encircled by the sea
My toes had found the sand and finally I was free

Could I ever leave here
Carefree days, salty air
Could I ever leave you
For a pacific view of the ocean blue.

I heard a sound unlike any I had heard
The roar of rolling waves, the call of every bird
Echoes off the canyon walls carved into the earth
Voices spoke to me, and I heard every word.

Could I ever leave here
Carefree days, salty air.
Could I ever leave you
For a pacific view of the ocean blue.
(repeat X2)

The sun sets to fast (repeat X8)

Could I ever leave here
Carefree days, salty air.
Could I ever leave you
For a pacific view of the ocean blue.
(repeat X3)
Track Name: Empty
Empty
By Kenneth Cifuentes and Stephen Judd

I let myself down again
Onto your bed of lies
And I enjoy
The compromise
Become… what I despise

Whenever you say STOP
For you I will
Empty words from an empty mouth
Waiting to be filled

It’s suicide
And I'm infected
Directed what to choose
Next time, will I go further?
With nothing left to lose

Whenever you say STOP
For you I will
Empty words from an empty mouth
Waiting to be filled

You’re mo-o-oaning
And knowing it’s for me
Tease me, beat me, comfort me

We get one body to do with what we will
Don’t let it go to waste
Use it for conquest
Or use it and get killed
Let's savor each mistake

You’re mo-o-oaning
And knowing it’s for me

Whenever you say STOP
For you I will
Empty words from an empty mouth
Waiting to be filled

You’re mo-o-oaning
And knowing it’s for me
Tease me, beat me, murder me
Track Name: Last Words (Feat. Barwin)
Last Words
By Kenneth Cifuentes and Stephen Judd

(Lie to me… Use me… I’m not afraid of you… I’m not afraid of you)
And as I sat there drinking from a boot shaped glass I thought to myself,
My god!
This is what rock bottom looks like.

How could I resist you
I lost myself in your Kiss
I want to taste your lips
And hang on every word
A thousand lives I’ve lived in
It’s this one that I choose
I’m not afraid of distance
I only think of you

He ran away to find himself and I went there to find him
But all I found were a million renditions of “daddy wasn’t there" and "momma never loved me”
All battered in what smelt like the cheapest beer this dive bar had to offer its fine constituents
I swear by oil filter where my heart should be that I wanted to help him
Even though I knew deep down he enjoyed the tears
And the empty 911 calls after his wrists made love to his favorite ladies BIC
I later heard he eventually got it right with a gun... I felt sad.

How could I resist you (how could I resist you)
I lost myself in your Kiss (your sadness is tasty)
I want to taste your lips (let me taste it)
And hang on every word (you’re hanging me)
A thousand lives I’ve lived in (lie to me)
It’s this one that I choose (use me)
I’m not afraid of distance (I’m not afraid of you)
I only think of you (I’m not afraid of you)


I hear a lot of people say only the good die young
But I say that’s a load of crap cus I know a lot of young pieces of shit who bit it way too soon.
And those thoughts just get me wondering when my time’s gonna be up.
It’s not so much a fear of death as much as it is a fear of all the parties I’d miss
Cus god knows I love a good shit show.
I’ve been a very very bad boy
And at this point I’m exhausted by the idea so much
That all I care about is making sure I’m wearing a cute outfit when it happens
And I look fuckable at my wake. Yeah I said it… Yeah I said it.

How could I resist you (how could I resist you)
I lost myself in your Kiss (your sadness is tasty)
I want to taste your lips (let me taste it)
And hang on every word (you’re hanging me)
A thousand lives I’ve lived in (lie to me)
It’s this one that I choose (use me)
I’m not afraid of distance (I’m not afraid of you)
I only think of you (I’m not afraid of you)

I wasn’t asking him for a life decision.
I just wanted him to pick a movie.
I had it.
And as I walked out the door with a bag in each hand, that’s when it hit me.
Bang.