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No Bodies
02:44
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Fighting endless battles. Against all
reason. Everything tears away at
everything else forever. We’re turning
and turning. But only within the season.
Turning we’re turning but only within
season. A world that drinks our tears.
Throws aside lives and feeds on our fears.
Swallowing minds with crashing waves.
Nobody holds the hands of the brave.
Nobody. Nobody. Switch off
survive the insanity. It all falls away
and consequence it weighs heavier.
Consequence weighs heavier.
We never lose we have nothing to.
We never lose we have nothing to.
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Walls
01:11
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I got that sinking feeling.
It crept inside me a slave to anxiety.
Built this room, these walls are all I see.
Will I ever get out. On my own.
In this world I’ve grown.
Blinding darkness. It’s wearing me down.
I’ve had every chance. But I still fear the days.
I fear every day. Wearing me down.
Head to my chest. I can feel it.
On my own. In this world I’ve grown.
Walls are all I see. A slave to anxiety.
I got that sinking feeling.
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3. |
Get High, Fall
02:35
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All I know is the downside.
Nothing is all that comes for me.
Nothing is what I’m crushed beneath.
Crushed beneath.
Get. High. Fall.
I feel nothing. I feel nothing.
I’m not sure where it all went wrong
But nothing hurts all the same.
Bricks it took to build this place.
Inside my head holds the blame.
Rarely any calm in a storm.
Try keep my head where its safe
Out on the edge, a turn for the worse
I’ll never love, thats my curse.
I feel nothing. Out on the edge,
it’s a turn for the worse.
I’ll never love, thats my curse.
Curse. Thats my curse.
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4. |
Concrete
01:56
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Somewhere deep within.
Hear shouts to the earth, take him.
Gently breaks me down.
Breaks apart my solid ground.
Take me. Shattered like bone to concrete.
Giving the earth what I should keep.
Caving from the weight.
Beneath that same old beast.
Gently break and take all of me.
Give me release. Take me.
Dig the earth beneath my feet.
My body is buried chest deep.
Dig the earth beneath my feet.
Give the earth what I should keep.
Take all of me. Give me release.
Gently break, Break me down.
Break apart. Solid ground.
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5. |
LBD
01:56
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6. |
Mental States
02:04
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Belief is a veil.
The face you wear is not your own.
Crosses you hide behind. The lies long grown.
What’s it say about life in the shadow of fiction.
We sat together in dark rooms telling stories.
From a time when man was an infant,
knowledge came from fear.
Knelt in the right direction offering your prayer.
“I see light at the end, but this tunnel is all for me”
Delusion is not a virtue. Your not so fucking important.
That face you wear is not your own.
Death is certain. Is no more.
This is enough. Death is certain.
There is no more. This is enough.
This is enough for me. This is it
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Ignite
01:28
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No longer lost at what cost. Detached
and I’m not sure why. It no longer feels
the same. Watching on as i’m scorched
by the flames. Raging fires light my path.
But mine’s slowly burning the love that
I have. Fire doesn’t burn so bright.
Reduced to embers. Nothing left to fight
for when the fire doesn’t burn as bright.
Reduced to embers. Now my only
source of light. One day I hope they
will fall and fire will re-iginite.
But I fear this may be passions burial.
I fear this may be my passions burial
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8. |
Passenger
01:57
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Suddenly thought consumes me.
Silently I’m clouded by worthless things.
Quietly standing still. I hold my breath relief.
Miles away from anywhere. In the dark hours of being.
Miles away from anyone.I’m just trying to function.
Thought the earth remembered me.
Standing here I hold my breath. Relief.
On the echo i’ll hear back soon.
It’s thrown back wrapped round a stone.
I feel like a passenger.
Thought the earth remembered me.
Standing here I hold my breath. Relief.
Thought consumes me silently.
Clouded by worthless things.
Betrayed by my mind.
In the dark hours of being.
I’m just trying to function
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9. |
Wild Things
02:30
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Find peace in wild things.
Under open skies, realising.
We were never king.
No we were never king.
We’ve got soles at our ends.
In touch with this earth.
Feel the mind free with toes in the dirt.
Open skies and clouds broken by
streams of light finding ways to the ground.
Feel the wind. Feel the sun.
Close your eyes. Become one.
Let it go. Lose the fight.
See the stars. Be the night.
Find peace in wild things.
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1000 Times
02:13
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Found what it takes. Swore that I lost it.
Lost without trace. Feeling the distance.
No breath on arrival. Shouts feel like
whispers. You carry me. My brothers
and sisters. So near it was to the end.
Took the oath. Shout the rhymes.
Do it again. Over and over a thousand times.
Found what it takes. Swore that
I lost it. Lost without trace. Feeling the
distance. No breath on arrival.
Shouts feel like whispers.
But you carry me my brothers and sisters.
You carry me. My brothers and sisters.
You carry me. When I felt the distance.
Like looking in a mirror only just the same.
This is pointing fingers at the person to blame.
As he points back I stare in defeat
and know that only I know the real me
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Thunder
01:46
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Our pleasure our distraction.
Keeping us worthless and
pointless self destruction.
All I see before me.
Cruel and endless evil.
Born into direction.
Masters so silent in shadows cast.
I refuse to understand.
Will broken early. They have no control.
Masters pull their strings.
They’re puppets, their souls.
Refuse to understand.
Will broken early. They have no control.
Our pleasure our distraction.
Self destruction is all I see.
Cast your eye to the fathers.
Ignore the sons.
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12. |
Clenched Teeth
03:09
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We walk well worn paths.
Every step nearer deaths grasp.
Feet sink with each grain of sand.
Before us our fate held in silent hands.
Bound by lifes most cruel routine.
One day we all cease to be.
Before us our fate. Held in silent hands.
Bound by this cruel routine we sink with the sand.
Sometimes we spend whole lives
with nothing but intent to survive.
Flesh. Bone. Shadow. Dust.
Feel what we feel slowly crushed.
Barely anytime to live.
Lungs empty with more to give.
In the end we’re all alone.
Clenched teeth. Eyes closed.
In the end all alone.
Clenched teeth. Eyes closed.
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