1. |
nah
01:08
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Spiral
Too final
The aches and the pains and all those lost days
Brain
just full of static
Eyes
In a haze
Is this slow death
Or just a phase
Cut the cord I'm fucking bored
Pull me out, just pull the plugs
I can't fucking think unless I'm on drugs
Every breath is a waste
No scents
No taste
This place sucks
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2. |
dance for them
01:41
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Over and over
Through and through
Stuck here against your will
Nothing you can do
It's too big to see
It's the voice in your head
We're all temporary fucks
In their royal beds
Go on and take a stance
You're just a marionette
Dancing on
The tip of a knife
Delaying your eventual
Loss of life
You won't take up arms
You'll just flaunt that you could
Only the idiot would force that paper sword
Really what good would that do?
Repost to lick their assholes
All the roses are then pulled
From the eyes of
this dull mass
Of contorted lives
Stale minds send a lackluster leader
To feed us more shit from their spoon
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3. |
the wall in every door
01:50
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Reset every few years
A path to nowhere
Morph your horizons
A path to nowhere
No matter the hurt
A path to nowhere
Always
Fucking
Lost
MEANINGLESS
Spiraling down, into the torrent
MEANINGLESS
Brain fog surrounds, cluttered data
TAKE THE BAIT
Set to ensnare
HESITATE
To check yourself
I don't get why we fuckin need
To seek validation
From a bunch of outright
Malicious opportunists
Just look out for your loved ones
FUCK THE
GRAND SCHEME
OR JUST
GROPE ON
BLINDLY
FOREVER
THE DOORS YOU O-PEN
ARE ALL JUST FUCKIN WALLS
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4. |
trudgin
01:59
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5. |
cop does drugs
01:12
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6. |
to curt on waverly
01:40
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The backyard turned to ash
Our eyes filled with mold
Our feet became lead
The water we drank became tar in our throats
This was the world as we came to perceive it
An abandoned theaters endless stage
I hung my head where Mindy made her summer beds
When we didn't want to know a future
With mom blind
With dad in the dark
Where we laughed and failed to play our part
Of the sons with iron hearts
Stuff the shame underground
With those marble headstones meant for people who never died
I broke into our old house
Still full of lost souls
Made the ascent to our rooms
And I hung myself
I'm glad we made it out alive
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7. |
resign
02:29
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Gouge
Out
My
Eyes
Teeth shattered
Dreams splattered
(Pressed our fucking faces)
Into the wall
(Grind it in till theres)
Nothing at all
Passive deathwish
Not long for this
Waiting to die
Well is dry
I give up
Den of husks
(Year by year we)
Stagnate
(Human consciousness)
Fucking mistake
Take me
Break me
Waste me
Forget me
The drone goes on
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8. |
oh eight to oh twelve
02:31
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blindsided
by the inevitable
wall of failure
looking for meaning in ugly egos
and unmirrored
bodies
sticking my nose into situations
i'd rather not have come upon
forging "meaningful" friendships with people
who truly didn't give a fuck about me
i was a wretch
no backbone to my aspirations and a noose always upon my neck
no matter how many times an epiphany beat me to a pulp
always saying i'm ok
i was never
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9. |
sleeping drunk
01:33
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live not
want not
live not
want not
non descript industrial
hum keeping me tethered
here bathing myself in
cold saliva as half formed thoughts
pass me by
i'm just drooling
and forgetting
bliss
is waking up
with out a song
stuck in my head
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10. |
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Tell me what you think I said.
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11. |
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unloved
unhinged
unfun
untold
unfair
i'm numb
like a bad song on repeat
shits stuck in my head
not a single fuck to give
i'd rather be dead
i'm a prisoner to a soulless city
who have more than enough bones to throw
a thank you email?
miss me
not long for
this place at all
drop down
tune the fuck out
rotting
in Lands Between
its where i wanna be
no jobs
no friends
no money
no dead ends
just runes
a thousand arms
and innumerable
joyful deaths
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12. |
off my hands
01:18
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Here we are again
Digging trenches
To bury the poor x3
Got to get the stains off my hands again.
I could feel the noose tightening
Around our necks
Society doesn’t deserve
Our fucking respect
Our lives are worth nothing
This means we suffer
Everyday our heads spin
Hold your breath
So we don’t drown
In our own sins
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13. |
Lix
02:09
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the shifting moods are dragging the life from me
opacity obscured
pornographic apathy
roots lost within the blackest soil
me?
i used to see brilliance here
now we're shaping the lix
the sponges of death
live worms made of shit
feasting on our lives
live worms made of seed
feasting on our lives
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14. |
soulsplitter
02:14
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The landscape looks pieced together and lifeless.
The air feels a little more crisp.
New buildings where once was
Just dust, leaves, cigarettes and stale piss
Shadows on the shining new structures of a petty struggle from my youth.
The blood long since dried, given to the wind. Eschewed truth.
An old new world
Painted over personality
Everyone drifted off with the wind,
Nunzio said this better so:
All my friends are getting sober
Till they get bored of being sober
So where the fuck am I?
Their old houses tower over me spewing victories I'll never fucking know.
Get hitched. Have some kids.
Stow the pain below.
It don't matter in the end I guess
This world is circling the drain
I'll be here dragging with the days
Ever I decay but the rage remains.
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15. |
Hopetrickle
02:14
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these houses and fists
screaming the brightest blues
cheekbones hiding the subtlest of death
nothing for nature,
just your problems
they're three sides of green:
envy, money, and disease
lies and paths
cries and confused tabs
percs aren't you
your worry shines through
too far gone
i'm now background noise
always fucked on uppers
and the next mornings heart attack
take me to a grayer life
where anything is worth something.
something simpler than truths cut in half
my heart stopped skipping beats, so...
please tell me how your love collapsed
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