1. |
Moths
03:32
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moths seeking incandescent
all we’re left with is fluorescent
so we suck the light from others
mothers, fathers, sons and daughters
filled the void with solenoids
flashing screens we can’t avoid
sink our souls till they’re destroyed
cold, extinguished, burnt, devoid
I walk this lonely town at night
offering my good advice
to the ghosts of those left behind
from fights for gods or dollar signs
it’s all the same
can’t fool me with a different name
my name is meaningless
but you can call me
the last step that we all missed
philosopher who’s drunk as piss
standing at the edge of an abyss
the space inside
the empty recess of the mind
the place that we all left behind
then return to try and find
what we left behind is this
nothing here for us to miss
moths seeking incandescent
all we’re left with is fluorescent
so we suck the light from others
mothers, fathers, sons and daughters
filled the void with solenoids
flashing screens we can’t avoid
sink our souls till they’re destroyed
cold extinguished burnt devoid
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2. |
Scars
03:33
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there’s no way to erase
the memory of her face
she’ll always be in that place
you bury deep deep down
we carry scars with us
we wear our hearts on our sleeves
the lingerings of love
tear at us like a disease
you can’t forget
what’s been etched in
you can’t forget
until the end
tell me
what you want me to see
what you want me to be
how to breathe in your skin
when you exhale your sin
through each one of your pores
if you’re bored now
I’ll show you how you mesmerize
with your eyes
green like the envy I feel
I want to steal you away from yourself
a wealth of indecision
your incisions cut into my scar tissue
bleeding issues I thought I had long ago left behind
synaptic misfiring
the wiring is scarred
she caught me off guard
she stopped me hard in my tracks
a lax kind of affection
I was begging for attention
but she she she couldn’t be
bothered with me
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3. |
Facsimile
03:12
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I want a quiet life drinking tea
mulling over how easily
you forgot me
I want a simple life in peace
being lonely so happily
left to be
but you don’t see it that way
so just dig me an early grave
I was putting words in your mouth
I was making you who I wanted to see
I was diluted uprooted confused
and fooled into believing your facsimile
all I wanted was to build a home
love you dearly and not be alone
but you don’t love me
now I spend all my nights at home
missing you and drinking alone
hoping you miss me
but you don’t see it that way
so just dig me weaan early grave
I was putting words in your mouth
I was making you who I wanted to see
I was diluted uprooted confused
and fooled into believing your facsimile
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4. |
Only Halfheartedly
03:40
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you’re the only one for me
I see that clearly when you’re near me
so why’d you have to steer me away?
you’ve got the one and only
disposition that I miss and only
you can see through me when I only
halfheartedly exist
I only halfheartedly exist
a kiss on my cheek
made me weak
and question everything
the theoretical seemed so vain
when you made me feel so sane
it’s driving me insane
the subtle words
that turned my world upside down
you had me spinning round
tumble down into oblivion
just to see you again
I’d leave my world behind
to exist only in your eyes
I’d leave my world behind
but that’s not what you had on your mind
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5. |
This Time
03:12
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tell me something I do not know
kick me down so I can grow
show me something that feels like snow
and lets the red against it glow
I am calling out
I am falling out of line
it's time to send me back
heart attack or aneurysm
same light different prism
all ways to free me of this prison
walls up falls up
into the self-made trap again
I have not made myself a better man
I have pondered the ways
I have squandered this time
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6. |
Cash Machine
03:17
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like badgers and birds
you’re free
to spread your words
to speak clearly
cause it don’t mean a thing
no, no it don’t mean a thing
if the cash machine don’t ring
you can stand on the streets
and shout it out real loud
you can speak the truth
in front of any crowd
but it don’t mean a thing
no, no it don’t mean a thing
if the cash machine don’t ring
they’ll come for you if you get an inkling
they’ll come for you if you get to thinking
they’ll come for you in the middle of the night
to put out the flame that shed light on their lies
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7. |
Blue Lights
05:04
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see the blue lights in the rearview
hear the sirens come to get you
pull you over to the side
steal your rights and your mind
stack the bodies with the profits
bank accounts and golden coffins
you see the fascists on the tv
but you simply stare at the screen
no escape
living in a police state
feel the weight
until your dying day
but we all feel good when we’re feeling good
yes we all feel good when we’re feeling good
hardly a worry and hardly a care
cause we all feel good when we’re feeling good
yes we all feel good when we’re feeling good
so dance the night away
just dance the night away
see the blue lights in the rearview
hear the sirens come to get you
pull you over to the side
steal your rights and your mind
stack the bodies with the profits
bank accounts and golden coffins
you see the fascists on the tv
but you simply stare at the screen
broken heart in a broken man
broken down by the man
dressed in blue he comes for you
it’s nothing new just history repeating
no escape
living in a police state
feel the weight
until your dying day
but we all feel good when we’re feeling good
yes we all feel good when we’re feeling good
hardly a worry and hardly a care
cause we all feel good when we’re feeling good
yes we all feel good when we’re feeling good
so dance the night away
just dance the night away
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8. |
Terrified
05:29
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we've caught the bug
we're eaten up
wrapped up in your
blanket names for
all those things that
go bump in the night
we're terrified
we're terrified
we're terrified of ourselves
won't you save us from us?
oh, won't you save us from us?
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9. |
Drown the World With Me
03:45
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esoterrorism wisdom mysticism
slippin’ through the doors
of my mind’s corridors
sends me reeling on the floor
I’ve had enough I’m out of touch
whispered voices in a hushed tone
drone on and on and on
I don’t condone
the broken pieces of me
that steer me clearly
towards the nearly future
that I see
end of a culture built on greed
end of you and me
end of all we see
so now you see
I’ve got a problem
and I’m not the only one
I’ll be your remedy if you
drown the world with me
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Kinjac Asheville, North Carolina
Southern gothic anti-pop for sad citizens of the dystopia.
Kinjac is the solo project of music
producer MG O'Shea.
Bandcamp Daily’s editorial director wrote “O’Shea is comfortable in the darkness. The music he makes as Kinjac exists in shadow, using the structures of industrial and dark ambient music as a backdrop for investigating life’s tragedies and big, unanswerable questions."
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