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I'm feeling sick
No I don't need your therapy
I just want my medicine
What I lack in common sense
I make up for in arrogance
Liquid courage, lose my filter
Burn every bridge to the fucking ground
and wonder why
I feel so alone
All on my own
The size of the house doesn't mean a damn thing if it don't feel like home
I never seem to be ahead of myself
Take a step forward and a hundred motherfucking steps back
Progression with no consistency
Scattered patterns of self destruction
Leaving me in a state of complacency
I'm feeling sick
No I don't need your therapy
I just want my medicine
New day same excuse
To drown my sorrows in a bottle
Convince myself to save my problems for tomorrow
Dig my own grave
I just want to drown in the poison
Drink to forget, but never forget to make me
Comfortably numb
Yeahhhhhhhh
Bury me before the sun returns
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Gun Down- Breezy Supreme
02:36
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Ducking from the cops until the sun down
They’ll leave you dead in the street when they run down
When they pulling up on me I gotta run now
Because them crooked ass cops can’t put that gun down
Put that gun down put that gun down
Tell them crooked ass cops to put that gun down
I’m still alive and I’m living free
All the crooked cops wear ACG’s
If I run and hide they can’t see me
Those crooked cops ain’t catching me
If I stand still my problems walk
You a crooked cop ain’t no need to talk
I remain silent I know the law
Those crooked cops outline in chalk
Now Whoop whoop that’s the sound of police
Whoop Whoop that’s the sound of the beast
Cuffs on his hip and my brains in the street
Ain’t no love for a nigga and the shit won’t cease
Whoop whoop man the police coming
Whoop whoop man the police coming
I’m a unarmed nigga and I ain’t did nothing
But the feds keep coming so ima keep on running.
I command youuuu to MOVE
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Old Ghost- XK Scenario
01:45
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The echoes of my mind a pendulum drowning through the time
As the Black Vortex creeps up and strangles my cortex
I’m hopeless against the silent sea
The Ravenous World eating away at my sanity
As the damages of broken dreams pierce the seams of lucidity
And ravages the memories that were left to me
The happy scenes of friends and family
Are now replaced by the haze called Apathy
Stasis in aeternum is the fate that awaits those
Who face up against the terrifying power of Chronos
The Old Ghost stole a host of warm notes
To post a corpse of cold tones a stone soul
So no more will I mourn
The worn bones that disappear
Like stories told of yester-year
All the gold tomes which hold the wisdom
Make it clear that all the tears born from tears
Wear and erode the tableau
Leaving thoughts in the cold
Ending all that we know
Ending all that we
Entropy
End of me
Entropy
End of me
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Succumbed- Constituents
01:17
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Tired of sitting on this couch
Tired of getting high
Tired of excessive alcohol
As my blood gets thicker
Acid bubbles in my brain
My putrid liver decomposing
Toxic worms in my guts
Tripping on cocaine
I ate it because my nose is clogged
And every time I swallow I can taste the blood
I can taste the fucking blood
I need a rope
My demons talk I obey
I need a blade
My demons talk I obey
Sacrifice my life
My demons talk, I OBEY
Grasping my heart, horrendous agony
Drugged in thoughts, sickening profanity
I take a deep breath, in my lungs turning grey
Enjoying the stench of my own decay
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5. |
Swine Objection- Ulalume
01:54
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Pleasure over purpose only works for one night
I like it better when it's mindless and my touch is out of spite
I can smell you on my breath I can feel you against my skin
I am doctrine of swine I am filth and I am sin
Don Juan fucking say my name
When all my values circle the drain
Cause the worst part of pleasure is the best part of pain
You can't quit when you love the game
Late night libido dignity or desire
A fortress of lust is an evil empire
Pick me from the table take the apple from my mouth
Beggars can't be choosers and it all starts heading south
Pig you fucking
Pig you fucking
Pig you fucking
Ugh
Pig you fucking
Pig you fucking
Pig you fucking pig
Oink oink
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Benzodiazepine- Damages
03:33
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Found black holes in my eyes
So my hands shield it from the light
Retina's dark matter inside
Bless me with your absence
Bleed my boredom and all that gleams
Until I rest in dreamless sleep
Like the man near the bodhi tree
Dark- fill me with enlightenment
With two wicks and two flames alight
I'd fan the flames that keep me alive
My impatience is wearing thin
To exist is to suffer and void is the end
In time, you'll find
A death of morality
In time, you'll find
Your benzodiazepine
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Kill for a fresh start
Die for a better end
Dig up some more, to find what you can lend
Someday I'll be as brave as I say
Maybe it's you, or maybe it's him
Nobody's voice telling me things
Don't ever show this to your friends
Baby you're not gonna stay
Until the end
Lie to me
Lie to me
Tell me that it's alright
Like you're apart of me
Apart of me
There is no end in sight
So just lie to me
Lie to me
I don't know who this is for
I'm nothing but an art whore
I want you to stay, but I don't know anymore
Lie to me
Lie to me
Tell me that it's alright
Like you're apart of me
Apart of me
There is no end in sight
Lie to me
Lie to me
Lie to me
Tell me that it's alright
Like you're apart of me
Apart of me
There is no end in sight
Lie to me
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As a Treat- Pulses
02:19
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I want to wake up in the morning with the sun in the window
Eye shut cuz I’m taking it in slow
Open up, long day ahead of me
Making my way to the shade of a maple tree
R&R, ain’t even going far
In the right space, I’ma feel like a star
Ok, teeth brushed, my hair cleaned up
Text “can we kick it,” “you know that I’m with it”
Who do you think of
What do you want with
You on the brink of
Why don’t you own it
I’m passionate, stop passing it
Starts from within, lemme say it again
Who do you think of
What do you want with
You on the brink of
Why don’t you own it
How you gonna win when you ain’t right within
Lying is a sin, you’re a 10 outta 10
My inner voicing
A product of my
Environment
(You hate to see it, I won’t believe it)
My disappointment
Deriving from a
Habit framed (I’m breaking for my sake, need to re-hydrate)
Not again
Who do you think of
What do you want with
You on the brink of
Why don’t you own it
I’m passionate, stop passing it
Starts from within, lemme say it again
Who do you think of
What do you want with
You on the brink of
Why don’t you own it
How you gonna win when you ain’t right within
Lying is a sin, you’re a 10 outta 10
I wanna to go to bed at night with my head on my pillow
Eyes shut with a smile on my face though
So spent, with a sense of necessity
Wouldn’t let the hurdles of the day get the best of me
C&D to the negativity
It’s a nice place, right here where we be
Ok, last text, tell em “you da bes”
We all get the blessings, it’s a group message
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There was A PLACE IN TIME when we knew this
Was all we ever wanted as we STAND WITH STRANGERS
Screaming out our angst CHASING THE SUMMER
We see THE UPSIDES LOST in THOUGHT again
In a dream that could shake A THOUSAND VILLAGES
A LOVE LETTER ALIBI to put our all in this
We won’t let this go it’s everything we’ve ever known
We won’t cut this out, it’s all we dream about
If there’s a way
We’ll find a way
It’s not EVERYONE here FOR THEMSELVES it’s all about
Learning some TRUE LESSONS
(Anytime they’re mentioned)
Striving to be better
(Avoid YOUR OWN DISASTERS)
We’ll take some sideroads to our SIDESHOW CINEMA
That SPARKS an INFERNO of hope and joy
Like a PYRO from OHIO
We won’t let this go it’s everything we’ve ever known
We won’t cut this out, it’s all we dream about
If there’s a way
We’ll find a way
A promise to ourselves, FROM UNDER ORION’s belt
That we’ll always push to see the full extent of this dream
The stories told we hold create our own HUMBLE ABODE
Don’t be scared to look back
Don’t be scared to look back
Our past is what has made us this future to be proud of
We won’t let this go it’s everything we’ve ever known
We won’t cut this out, it’s all we dream about
If there’s a way
We’ll find a way
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Standing around, I’m paralyzed
Pressure’s wrecking me inside
At everything I do I always have to be the best
I don’t know how I got like this, but now it’s making me stressed
If I miss a single step, that’s it; I fucking lose
If my work doesn’t measure up, my life’s forever ruined
Standing around, I’m paralyzed
Pressure’s wrecking me inside
Fixated on other people to see how I compare
They look so ahead of me, and I know I shouldn’t care
My competitive streak has me shackled to the grind
Perfectionism’s driving me out of my mind
Standing around, I’m paralyzed
Pressure’s wrecking me inside
And I know that I’m not merely slow
Got held back in ways out of my control
But I don’t know what the way forward is
And I need to find some clarity with this
Too many choices for the future; I don’t know which to pick
Can’t choose a single direction; the prospect makes me sick
Expecting every option to give me everything
Can’t tell what I want for myself and what I want just to get ahead
Standing around, trying to decide
Before opportunities pass me by
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12. |
Steal- Idiotstick
00:46
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I can hardly stretch my legs without hitting a wall
now another president who knows nothing at all
Howling cheap and sedated
with the House of Representatives
Passing around that girl's bra
One step for man, one step for all
I steal steal steal
Steal steal steal
I steal cause it should've been on sale
And they were nice enough to give us two per state
Now its funny enough to see us segregate
Can't trust the TV squire
or anyone's throat under the wire
Running out of time for a trial
USA going up in fire
I steal steal steal
Steal steal steal
I steal cause it should've been on sale
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My boyfriend says I'm being too sensitive
Girl why the hell are you putting up with it?
Calm down its ironic, its a bit
But its not funny and I've had e-fucking-nough of it
We're not amused, tired and abused
Your casual misogyny can not be excused
Pinned to the floor, sickened deep to the core
Get some solidarity and kick these fuckers to the door
Dropping out is not the answer fucking up is
We're not gonna take anymore of your shit
I'm proud to be SCUM:
Back the fuck off man I'll cut you up
My friends say some pretty sexist shit
And honestly I'm kinda bothered by it
What? No, I've never spoken up against them
But I'm saying something to you because it feels like you're generalizing men
Your ego is bruised, you've been rightly accused
Your casual misogyny can not be excused
Pinned to the floor, I can't take anymore
Get some solidarity and kick these fuckers to the door
Dropping out is not the answer fucking up is
We're not gonna take anymore of your shit
I'm proud to be SCUM:
Back the fuck off man I'll cut you up
Stupid girl what more rights could you need?
It's all over there's more patriarchy
As far as I'm concerned you already have equality
But excuse me sir what exactly does that mean?
On what planet are we actually free?
We don't want to hear your thoughts on what we need
You don't have our experience it's not your place to disagree
We don't want your brand of false equality
We wan't liberation baby!
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Room- Virtua
02:30
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Would you say you're fine
Not taking the seventh high
Memento second life
So call me back
One or two or a couple times
And don't forget to stand up right
And don't go home tomorrow
Don't forget your drome
Don't forget the colored lights
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Control of a nefarious kind
Sucking your soul and killing your mind
Robbing you of your only life
If only we had known
Destruction of the human race
Mutually assured, total demise
Millions people and no one survived
If only we had tried
Faced melted
Bombs dropping
Ripping, tearing
mangled bodies
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lyrics by Kurt Cobain
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