1. |
The Beggar's Well
02:39
|
|||
|
Bury all my thoughts
I’ve got a forked tongue, still spitting lies
Still hypnotised when I look at my eyes in the mirror
Digging up the past in a wishing well
Finding gold, but never enough to buy my soul sold long ago for the same thing beggars get for free
And I’ve built these walls
These unscalable walls
Fingers bleed, nails recede
As I climb to discover nothing
A mirage on my road to happiness
Taken the narrow path for far too long
Serving the others on the wide road
Do not join them, never join them, or you’ll make the same mistake as me
I thought I had it all, I thought I had it all figured out
Turns out all I had was nothing and was living without
Without a cause, without a meaning, without an effect, without a conscience, meaningless regret
Meaningless regret
Who knew that sheep could have a pack mentality?
We all die, some of us never live
|
||||
2. |
Timeless Tragedy
02:17
|
|||
|
When love fades and burns we’ll learn our part
The script will read “Timeless Tragedy”
Without a murder I’m my worst enemy
It’s like the final page bleeding right out of me
I wrote this script and this ending feels new to me
The final curtain call, Baal is proud of me
You call this noise, I call it a solution
Fighting your fears won’t give you absolution
Listen to your heart, not the critics
Be a lover, not a cynic
I hang with the best of them but have seen the worst
Your words are drab, my scenes have made history
A subtle nod to death, a sleepless visionary
End of my tether, horror writer’s last fantasy
An endless epilogue, can’t sell as easily
When love fades and burns we’ll learn our part
The script will read “Timeless Tragedy”
You call this noise, I call it a solution
Fighting your fears won’t give you absolution
Listen to your heart, not the critics
Be a lover, not a cynic
Lover to hater
Supporter to cynic
Saint to a sinner
Artist to a critic
Cue the applause
|
||||
3. |
Rat-Catcher
02:12
|
|||
|
We’ve walked the road
The one you haven’t, you just claim to
Lights blind where the fog is
We’re faster without you
Sometimes I think I’m built to brave the fall
If I don’t get this right I’m trying CBT
My failed steps have got the better of me
Better than me
You’re better than me
Run run run run run
Attracted to the misery, addicted to the pain
That’s the reason good news never makes the front fucking page
‘Cause it is what it is what it is what it is and I am what I am what I am what I am
Torn up diaries, confetti memories
Repeated words, if you didn’t hear them the first time
"There are no white knights when chasing stability in bars
Sometimes the only option is to break something fragile like someone’s heart"
Sometimes I think I’m built to brave the fall
If I don’t get this right I’m trying CBT
My failed steps have got the better of me
Better than me
You’re better than me
What makes you think your life was meaningful
You made ours hell and no one mourns you at all
Take time in flames to replay history
You’re not better than me
Were never better than me
Almost sectioned for my thoughts, but praised for my beliefs
Which one do you believe? Which one is real?
Half of you need me to tell you how to feel
|
||||
If you like She Cries Wolf, you may also like:
Streamlining their post-metal sprawl through a sharper melodic focus, the Scottish juggernauts' third LP is labyrinthine yet approachable.
go to album
From the Other Side of the Mirror
by Glassing
On this pummeling new LP, the Austin group blend up screamo, black metal, and noise rock into heady, urgent music.
go to album
Killer, knotty blackened prog from Norway, full of ferocity and complexity, with blistering guitar leads aplenty.
go to album
Coup De Gráce
by SeeYouSpaceCowboy...
Supplementing sasscore insanity with bolstered vocals and pop-punk songcraft, the California band are kicking ass and breaking boundaries.
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 12, 2024
go to album
Oracular Hexations
by Diabolic Oath
featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 12, 2024
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 12, 2024
go to album
