1. |
Set in Concrete Armour
01:42
|
|||
We are our fears made real
what once was flesh and bone
now stone and steel
You took us to the river and made us drink
we choked on every drop
You held us underwater
every mouthful was a lie
there was no salvation for us
a promise of something more
turned to poison
stripped of clothes and of our skin
there is a sword over us
we choked we cried
its hanging there by a thread
We choked we cried
|
||||
2. |
Friends
01:22
|
|||
Oh my dear your hands are so cold
You must be so fucking numb
You say that you like it
You like it this way
with no help from the winter sun
no help from anyone
You feel like a loaded gun
take it from me
You’re not the only one
You tell me
everything you touch freezes on contact
it takes its final breath
everything You touch withers and it dies
now you have no one left
guess I made friends with death
there is a light inside of you
let it shine outwards
let it burn through
There is a light in You
look to the sun it is in all of us
there is a light in you
|
||||
3. |
In the Sun
02:19
|
|||
I am a lie I am a fraud
Not creative not clever
tear out my throat
break my fingers
crush the air from my lungs
what right do I have to my voice
when the brave don’t have one
so drown me out
just use those throats
come take back your voice
I put pen to paper
put ink to page
every word said and done
what do you do what do you say
when you cant find the words
unclench your fist
open your head
we’re not better off dead
|
||||
4. |
Drown (Again & Again)
03:18
|
|||
Two am wednesday
You’re on the couch
You’re passed out
again
lights are on, you’re not here
lost down the bottle
again
and I’ve got your eyes and I’ve got your lungs
so does that mean I’ll be a drunk?
I see a tree on hill fruit on the branches
watch them fall
Far away
from you I fall far away
three am thursday
broken glass
patched up house again
a lonely tomb built brand new
I wont make my own next to you
You cant clean your wounds this way
damn your bloodshot eyes
damn your rotten mouth
damn your broken mind
again
|
||||
5. |
Inspiration / Expiration
01:46
|
|||
This goddamn routine
will be the death of me
but I cant break monotony
(cant or wont?)
sunrise sunset
sunset sunrise
what difference does it make?
there’s only dirt slipping between my fingers
dust and ash cover these hands
anxiety of self defeat clutches at me
Its grip is too tight
And at night as I try to fall asleep
my dreams, they make it hard for me to breathe
I’ve learned for better or for worse
to keep my lungs full for there’s safety in holding our breath
(we find safety in holding our breath)
but what use is there in living this way
where nothing happens and nothing will change
in entropy we all suffocate
|
Feverteeth Melbourne, Australia
Four friends from Melbourne.
Chris//Colgan//Jimmy//Matt
Streaming and Download help
Feverteeth recommends:
If you like Feverteeth, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp