1. |
You Did This
04:36
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a biological cause to the screams
they move forever and wane
under the surface the software is bleak
let me restart it in shame
if the feeling remains
pretend everything’s fine
no loss of an appetite I
still crave the taste of a dull life
I don’t mind, I don’t mind
we’re dead, covered in flies
next stop is the abattoir line
the swine collecting on the inside
I don’t mind, I don’t mind
I never knew we were starving for attention
we just focused on the blame
always knew we were harvesting perfection
that potentially breathes
we’re told the death that was always described
gave meaning to our decay
instead of searching for more of the time
we’re undercover in flame
leaving only the chains
remain frozen in time
contained like a statue but I’m
antique like a primitive shrine but
I won’t mind, I won’t mind
maintain stable in stride
rewrote what we’d never survive
so clever, cruel to deny but
I won’t mind, I won’t mind
I never knew we were starving for attention
we just focused on the blame
always knew we were harvesting perfection
the potential leaves me
so designed
so refined
so designed
so benign
I understand that it’s all a machine
don’t think that we can forget
feels like i’m begging to god in a dream
but no one’s listening in
YOU DID THIS YOU DID THIS
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2. |
Channel the Past (2021)
05:17
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transcend beyond the screen
a little lie that I want you to believe
still can’t escape the ghost of you
pretend to build the grief
a factory that I force to bleed
that was a symptom of my youth
(yet it’s so hard to conceive)
turned on with words beyond our thoughts
we are the gods that no one wants
we saved our face for far too long
restrain the urge to harm our cause
we weep for what we once had lost
this change is limiting our love
accept I can’t perceive
it gets so hard to breathe
I break away so fast
I wash away my everything
we’re just not built to last
eyes wide shut to shield the glass
our memories they change
as we channel our past
so dire
it’s not too late
but I can’t change it
designed to die
and I can’t take this
designed to die
and I can’t take this well
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3. |
Seafoam Cemetery
04:23
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cry for me this won’t be easy
underneath the children sleep
honestly it was so hard to read
prophecy we strive to not repeat
someday we could survive
without a sensitive side
an endless summer I’d hate
with no relief from the shade
and as we burn each time
I’ll get the sense that I’m
suffering on display
conquering is often posturing
autumn leaves replacing all that’s green
cry for me
die for me
we close our minds in time
to let the world slip by
come on let’s seal our fate
the oceans boil and rise
behind the plastic tide
we threw it all away
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4. |
A Dead Man's Bastard
04:42
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she conceived of a scene
sleeps with a sword that she swore to adore less
scraping her knees as she bleeds for importance
nobody needs me to see where the gardens grow
I’m beginning to feel afraid
that I’m never gonna change to someone else
all alone in the world to blame myself
she would plead, kept the seed
couldn’t survive the procedure before her
got what she needed but left me an orphan
no one believes that it feels like the monsters won
left to grieve, haunting me
seeking the grave that became like a bunker
came here to take in the name that was under
savor the culture collected across the stone
(cause I’m coming home)
I’m beginning to feel afraid
that i’m never gonna change to someone else
just a father figure full of shame
another demon to explain that I need help
like a beast that was full of rage
something missing to reclaim but I can’t dwell
all alone in the world to blame myself
SHE GRABBED THE KNIFE
DEFENDING WHAT SHE’D DONE
BUT SHE SAID TO ME, “SON,
YOU DONT QUESTION BLOOD"
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5. |
The Bridges I Burn
02:33
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how come i can’t see
my addictive personality
I wait for another year to entertain
my dreams the fiction that i need to breathe
I hate the sum of all which I create
how come you won’t see
the obsession that I always need
so clean I torch all my support and leave
my chains the bridges that I burn to save
my space a beacon that could light my way
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6. |
Misery & Isobel
05:38
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once upon a time I lost for the both of us
below the waves you start to rush
crushed inside a rhyme where no one can
speak or lie every crime in pantomime
you start to teach just out of reach I will rebel
she’s just as sweet, a honey bee like caramel
dead to rights design the vultures still circling
we clear the rust begin to trust
lost returns to burn all of our suffering
only mine for just a time
you start to teach just out of reach I will rebel
she’s just as sweet, a honey bee like caramel
the injury, we could agree, begins to swell
and all I see is misery in Isobel
a fantasy that I believe, a living hell
and all I see is misery in Isobel
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7. |
Altar of Progress
05:23
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there is no where in the world
that I would rather be
I close my eyes in the dark
and I hear everything
write down the answers
I need to function normally
turn the ideas to ash
as long as we agree
it must be something I read
that said to curse the heat
the scale is red in my head
I’m tasting mercury
I burned the journal
I’m lost but I feel so elite
I know you’re miles away
but right in front of me
dead weight on everyone
I spill my throat across the planet
cause I’m so fun, and I swear
they’ll lie to comfort you
just give me one more conversation
and I’ll prove it to you
feel my face in the vapor
my crimes complete
I’m my own worst enemy in between
each humid day I regret the sun
sampling death I press my luck
In the eye of self loathing i see real clear
as my empathy leaks out in one sweet tear
healing drenched in the dark
as the drip drops down
not a soul in the world
who could feel so proud
I shouldn’t be surprised
everything we analyze
is so far from the truth
I try to tell myself i’m hard to read
it’ll return to me
I lie to myself, nothing better to do
the scripture not so loud
burnt all the churches down
tore all the pages out
destroy what they steal
turning the furnace up
earning the concern of
all of my friends who
believed they were real
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8. |
Taper
03:50
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here comes the treason let me explain
it was the season to amputate the habits I hate
seeking the hydra to sever the heads
but cut the collar off the monster just to see how it’s fed
all of the doctors who actually said
I think I need a divorce from the disorders I wed
call me a coroner the old me is dead
I let the answers that I thought i had
get straight to my head
I need to see you for a trace
I cant afford to take a break
a mistake, or I waste
seeking a reason to flee from the shame
in an increasing belief that there was nothing to gain
disease is an option embracing the taste
i need a teaspoon of the medicine to flavor the pain
feeling so weak and i’m beginning to break
I’ll trade you all of my misfortunes for whatever you faced
fearing the cold sweat the boredom awakes
if i could have a couple portions til postmortem restrains us
or I waste
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9. |
Settle
04:54
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revered for a broken wing
tragically torn off from the seam
to all the homeless locusts
I hope that you’ve seen enough
how could you possibly survive
some might wonder why you’d try
to fight, the glory slight
chose to fly but bored by great heights
always chose to stay
surrendering while you stay
instead of enduring you became
a type of root to shelter
that didn’t mean to give up
suspend the ending every time
depend on the future for a price
the lease that slowly stole us
always home it always owns us
an end to what you seek
a town with only one way streets
a space for mostly things
a coffin with no room to breathe
pretend that we’re complete
endure our demons patiently
exist to spite our needs
relying on the violence of our dreams
death comes for the ones who wait
save your breath it’s much too late
low rent high rise
pay for your prize
killed by slow life
you sleep we’ll die
death lives for your cheap mistakes
take what you want but you will not break me
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10. |
I'm Finished
06:51
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days drain
as the darkness absorbs all the morning ignoring the light
no signs
unexplained as we wait for permission to dive on the knife
maintain
what remains of our names will be lost in the blink of an eye
keep quiet
look away from the stains that became of most of our lives
we’ll soar, forward as we climb
set flame to ordinary skies
we’ve cleared the air but still can’t breathe
scale forth, burning as we rise
here comes the sun returning bright
so high the angels just can’t see
to ceilings I can’t reach
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genCAB Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
sharp synthpop for delicate human compost :.
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