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The Music I Can't Hear
04:18
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Wake up
Isn't it time you go to bed?
You're letting life be one big bad habit
Now you're all out of cigarettes
Get your thumb
and play the world's smallest violin
No one cares how this all happened
Shut up and take it on the chin
I've got my fingers lodged so deep inside my ear
So I won't have to face the music I can't hear
and if I close my eyes it will all disappear
but my insidious friend
says this isn't the end
He's going to make me do it all again
All again
Well poor fucking you
The Devil made me do it
He put a gun to my head
And I'm losing all control
And it's chipping at the soul
God knows that it takes a toll
Ain't I so original?
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2. |
Apathy Kills Again
04:44
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Well I feel the press and pinch like cork under thumbtacks
I hope the gerbil in my wheel dies of a heart attack
But the eternal drum loop in my brain just won't skip a beat
I'm left repeating myself until I become history
I keep on waiting for something here to start changing
But to peel that bandaid off would feel a little too scathing
And so I close up, wait till that last grain of sand drops, and I just give up
There's no lightbulb moments in my brain
They're all burnt out and all need changing
And I don't care enough to fix it
I'm just making it up as I go along
I'm just making it up as I go along
Apathy, it kills again
It knocks me down another peg
Apathy, it kills again
I'll wake up someday, wake up someday
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3. |
Echo Chamber
03:52
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From when you're born 'til when you're dead
I guarantee you'll butt some heads
while trying to conjure up some sense
of hurtling through nothingness
So find yourself a patch of dirt where you can grow your roots,
Solidified in what you've proclaimed universal truths,
And all opposing force is met with the heel of your boots
Down in the echo chamber
in the echo chamber
Revel in your shepherd-less flock,
Embrace the death of dialogue
Cuz words are sacred, talk is cheap
as you cling for dear life to beliefs
When argument surfaces it's condemned as void and null
while you're surrounded by like-minded individuals,
And thank fuck you found this school of thought and harnessed some control
Down in the echo chamber,
in the echo chamber
A self-assured ideal's the toughest nut to crack
when you're huddled 'round each other patting yourself on the back
And you'd never stoop so low
to admit you might not know
When it's black and white, why ever look that close?
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4. |
Saturated Sponge
04:07
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Man crawled out the slime a subservient slave spanking his monkey
Now our little boy has grown into a social media junkie
And if a million questions are being yelled in my ear, then each one of them is going to stump me
And as I brave this chaotic storm, I've got my fingers crossed that I get out in one piece
I stand atop a hill of trash and start to separate it into piles
Couldn't escape the onslaught of stimuli if you walked five thousand miles
And to conjure up an original thought, well wouldn't that be a treat?
Well I'm looking for some authenticity as I'm rummaging through the heap
But this sponge is saturated
This sponge is saturated
Why do I make decisions? And why should I even care?
Did I plant this seed myself or did something else put it there?
I watch my independent mind wander off into a fog of static
I bite off more than I can chew, choke it down and cough it right back up so emphatic
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5. |
Floodgate
04:11
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Feeble, broken and so sore
from leaning onto my own sword
and these words have brought me here before
and now we're ready to lock horns
If we both acted so perfect
could we honestly tell ourselves that we deserved it?
Cuz that makes me nervous
I said it, you heard it
Is trying to be better an endeavour that's worthless?
The sticks and stones we throw start to feel heavy
and soon we'll both regret breaking the levy
The meter teeters, the pressure's amounting
We toss straws on our backs, but who's really counting?
No winners, just losers, we both take a pounding
Floodgate is open, and now we're both drowning
Warfare we know serves no purpose
but this red smokescreen we see is going to convert us
and expose resentments that lurk 'neath the surface
Now I'm certain to be better is an endeavour that is worthless
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6. |
A Stranger Kind
04:25
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We relied on strangers' kindness,
but we found a stranger kind
And we played some Russian roulette,
but we had ourselves a pretty good time
And the two nights up in that town
were so heavy on our heads
So we drove back to Vancouver,
sanity hanging by a thread
Well we drove ten hours with no real plan
Bought some records and saw some shitty bands
Then we took the leap of faith, snatched the candy out his hand
Should have slammed the door, but we left it wide open
Suspension, throwing caution to the wind
Mea culpa for the mess I've got us in
And the wolf shed his sheep's clothing,
and his mouth it started foaming, ready to kill
Where is this place we've landed?
We flew so high we were stranded on that hill
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Swing a club around a fire
Let the machismo inflate
Pound your chest as you regress
into a primal state
If you're spewing up oceans of impudence
you might get caught up in the squalls and swells
But you'll still stand to attention
at a ship's bell
You're standing on the ledge of a bridge,
why the hell would you think it through?
Cuz when one dog barks, then the pack is barking too
The pack barks too
The pack barks too
The pack barks too
You always sneered at those types
as you stood from afar
But now you find yourself singing
from their repertoire
You'll flip a car, smash a window
while you drink from the loving up
Vomit terms like "lapse of reason"
but no one laps that up
No one laps that up
Pumped fists and guttural chants
from a loud, dogmatic few
And common sense shrieks inside you head,
but nothing that it says is true
And you're standing on the ledge of a bridge,
Why the hell would you think it through?
Cuz when one dog barks, then the pack is barking too
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8. |
Tomorrow's Idiot
04:05
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Hey kid, keep your mouth shut
or you're going to fill up
on the words you'll be eating
Young, angry and bitter,
but that piss and vinegar
is going to sweeten
Convictions aplenty
already forgetting
hindsight's twenty-twenty
Not wiser, just older
pushing up a boulder
while old passions smoulder
Cuz your pride, it will be aching
and your head, it will be shaking
when you see just how mistaken
you were to take a stake in
thinking you knew anything
Today you're just tomorrow's idiot
Today you're just tomorrow's idiot
Today you're just tomorrow's idiot
Today your head's stuck in the clouds
You said you'd do things differently
Well you'll be saying that again
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9. |
Bus
04:40
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Transit woes, with my float and my bill fold
Shaking off rain and fogging up the windows
An unbeknown force turns my head as the doors close
to see an old familiar face
We knew each other in another chapter
before that suit and tie racket had you
Was hoping that never was forever after
Call it a cruel twist of fate
Now I'm sinking so very low into my chair
And I don't think you even knew that I was there
But a glimpse at your profile has riled me up
And all of my failures are piling up
As if the last eight years was an arms race that blew me up
God forbid if we were to lock eyes
and you felt compelled to sit down by my side
Crack open my shell to see what was inside
and let the silent judgement start
A strong-armed and meek conversation
A thousand deaths and reevaluations
And we'd depart with a brief salutation
that only carried half a heart
If I never see you again it'll be too soon
I'll be waiting on tables singing the same old tune
Please don't make me fumble for an excuse
You got me lured, now cut me loose
I've had our whole conversation without saying a word to you
Always on the losing end when I argue with myself
I'm always on the losing end when I argue with myself
Who am I really trying to fool?
Who am I trying to prove it to?
Who am I really trying to fool?
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10. |
Chameleon
05:52
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Well I sit here in the skin I'm in,
accustomed to assorted pokes and prods
And I feel like a chameleon,
deceptive and accommodating fraud
I don't think we really get to choose
Subconsciously let my true colours fade
Why provoke with my most vibrant hues,
when I'll flourish in assimilated greys?
Well this flesh and blood are the walls of a cell
Need a rock to crack into the innards of a shell
There's a spirit, I can hear it at the bottom of a well
screaming for me
Well that ghost was human 'til it floundered and sank
It was so bloated from all of the Kool-Aid that it drank,
Thought the canvass was flawless when it was left blank
and so boring
Ain't it so forlornly?
You can bend until you break in half,
conditioned to contort at social cues
Fending off all potential riff-raff
as I wiggle my way into the grooves
Well who knows what's dragging it from the deep?
Am I speak from the heart or talking in my sleep?
Want to crawl back in the womb, pull my head under the sheets
and just leave me
Well you can lie through your teeth 'til your face turns blue
You can beg for approval and ask for it too
Now I'm binding my feet to slide on the glass shoe
so appeasing
Hell I'm changing with the seasons
And if I get pricked, I'm going to bleed
and that pressure keeps me on my knees
It puts the weight on my shoulders and it's taking its toll
It's what drags the price tag gun across my soul
But it's not my call
It's not my fault
Or is it call my call?
and all my fault?
Well this fortress ain't strong, soon enough it's going to crumble
and when it does, I'll be standing naked in the rubble
Left stranded, I'm stammer and stumble and struggle
to exhale these final words, "boy, I'm sure in trouble"
But to be exposed and flapping naked in the wind
and to feel the world's embrace shining down on my skin,
will grant this twisted soul the realization,
that to falsify myself would be the deadliest sin
CHAMELEON!
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Dead End Drive-In Vancouver, British Columbia
Punk band from Vancouver, BC. You know. That one with the 3 guitar players. Gotta shred with existential dread.
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