This is the 10" Vinyl version of our first ever EP "On Fences"
Released on I Corrupt Records & KROD Records in the spring of 2020
Includes unlimited streaming of ON FENCES
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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lyrics
I´ve been lighting up the network,
Been bouncing off aerials,
Off satellites and radio waves.
And you´re still in the darkroom,
The one where you fight your pains.
This place goes by a thousand names.
But I still prefer my own tristesse to yours.
I´ve been lighting up the network
And extra-terrestrials
Are reading every word I write.
And you, you gotta do whatever lets you sleep.
You gotta do whatever lets you sleep.
You gotta find whats yours to keep.
You gotta do whatever lets you sleep.
In search of a war to tell your children about,
Fear kicked down the door and made itself at home.
You feel like you`re empty clothing, a bodiless voice.
A nameless something, a disembodied noise.
And I would send my condolences,
But then art never come from happiness.
And you wanna be great.
And I think you´re searching for something purer than this.
And I think you´re searching for that one thing with no shame in it.
And I think you´re searching for something that does not exist.
You feel like you`re empty clothing, a bodiless voice.
A nameless something, a disembodied noise.
And I would send my condolences,
But then art never come from happiness.
And you wanna be great.
Oh, you´ve been spending a long time looking in.
Ain’t creativity a scary thing, you think?
Those hours in the darkness
Let all the fires inside your chest
Burn out and left a desert where your heart is.
An island dispossessed.