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I'm obsessed with keeping my head down
Fingers picked to bloody pulp
Adversity cracks me every single time
Eternal trainees meet ends, but I just can't get mine
Open wounds to fake open eyes
Crisis actors with Exacto knives
The world is stripped of everything
While you just cope, I'm posturing
Upon acid planes we drift
Dead skin peeling from bleeding lips
Dew soaked grass with foul bliss
Entrenched, sweltering rabidness
Combat mindset with stomach pain
Rooting against every fiber of grain
Desire to be heard and always seen
But keep anyone from knowing anything about me
Gambling on my teeth, the chips keep stacking
Bodies consistently bagged, eternal racketeering
When it smokes, I stay off the ground, venom invites diabolical sounds
Never bet on life, I'm in the black, the void is alright
Man is the prey
Cruciform, psychic sway
Thriving off of spite
Always screaming in tongues, but just out of sight
In the absent glow of lamplight
Nothing illuminated is ever right
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Beat up, broken down
02:37
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And it all goes back to where it starts
The first hand on the doomsday clock
I won't ever bow to no master
'Til they come and fucking siege my castle
I won't bow to the glory of a holy disease
'Cause I'm staph infected and down on my knees
Hate myself for what I'm worth
Judgement by infliction of subsequent birth
Tell me what it takes to rewind the time
Walls of stagnation I can hide behind
You act like I've never done this before
But nobody wants me anymore
I cut myself
To watch my blood spill across the dirt
And I hate everyone else
Somehow just a little more than myself
Everything I've ever held is gone
Built on the pretense of an imminent dawn
And I'm so fucking angry at everything
Regress to adolescence due to things achieved
But the gall of the image that I shove to the front
Is just a defense for every runt
When you're the only thing that doesn't bend
You only ever get fucked in the end
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Mercury worms
02:30
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Ringer, ringworm, what's the difference?
All I see is bullshit, princess
Nothing I can say I haven't been through
Your silhouette has bled through
I don't have any more to give
Scattered through the one place I live
Different people all hold it
'Reason why I trudge through shit
You'll never see just how cold
Image snakes out and lets you know
How things could've been less alone
You'll never see just how cold
Infinity on high, all my hopes in one place
Can't see the good with an eye full of mace
Take the bad with the good
Think about all the riches
Wake up to misuse
Can't bring myself to say abuse
Everything, always my fault
Chewin' on asphalt
You'll never see just how cold
Image snakes out and lets you know
How things could've been less alone
You'll never see just how cold
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The half
02:54
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Target
On your back
Wallet
Burning stacks
You won't burn me again
Loudest enemy
Call's coming from within
Try to bury this one
Hide behind receivers
Bet we'll reach right through
Coming from all angles
I hope it gets to you
You won't burn me again
Loudest enemy
Call's coming from within
Can't bury this one
Every neuron meets its match
Desire a synapse? Then fucking dispatch
Still standing there? Oh well
Fuck you, fuck off, burn in hell
Agonizing
Miserable
Worthless
Roadmap to a life of crime
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That's too much, man!
03:00
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As you burn fields of conquest
You only break shallow grounds
Misanthropy's newest poster child
Suspicious presence pounding rank and file
Entranced by funeral whispers
Ignored by the sunbleached moon
There's no point, there never was
Only sorry that my choice wasn't made too soon
Walking on two broken feet
Walking on two broken feet
Walking on two broken feet
Walking on two broken feet
The king of objects is down
I see the sky despite hitting the ground
When I fall, a tightrope turns to a handle
Patience burning faster than a two ended candle
So over being under it all
Star studded leather painted occult enthralled
Wash the razors out of your folds
Medicated sunshine for futures untold
Walking on two broken feet
Walking on two broken feet
Walking on two broken feet
Walking on two broken feet
Invoke the spirit
Open the wound
Invoke the spirit
Open the wound
Invoke the spirit
Open the wound
Invoke the spirit
Open the wound
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Closer than it appears
04:06
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The air smells like grease, living fucked
Dreams about heads under cars getting crushed
Synthetic fuels for increasingly fake folks
Life starts to end in embryonic egg yolks
Six degrees away from shooting you dead
Gun in my hand, bullet in your head
Never give in, forget consequences
Did you see this kind of future in your tarot sixth senses?
Get on the ground, under the sun
Lick the pavement, or barrel of a gun
Objectively wrong about all of your shit
But no one can tell you, 'cause you're a bitch
Cataclysmic incest leaves solar scars
Carbon emission, money, clouding our stars
Planet unprotected draws its last breath
Earth drags further through littering death threats
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Narcissist Denton, Texas
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