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Recorded on location at The Jewel Box in New Jersey 01/17/2021
Written & performed by: Erin 'Incoherent' Cookman all rights reserved
Audio & video engineering/producer/mixing & mastering: Oscar Capps IV

Lyrics:
Lyrics:
For once in my life
I'm not feeling so static
not as apathetic 
You ain't bringing me down 
Yeah, you ain't bringing me down 
I-E-I-E-I won't deny you 
The time and the place, and the chance to save face
You were being an asshole 
You were being a dick
IF I'M YOUR FRIEND, THEN ACT LIKE IT 

So now every time I'm about to believe an excuse for the way you're treating me, I double check

I check in on myself, like "how's my mental health? When's the last time I smiled? Like, When's the last time I Laughed? Or fucking masturbated?!"

And I'm not trying to impress you, cause I shouldn't have to. 
I'm just loving myself, more than anyone else. 
Is there relief, I doubt it! 
I never get no sleep about it! 

Now every time I'm about to believe an excuse for the way you're treating me 
I assess...i consider my actions, what's feuling my habits, my patterns, and ask, 'what's my role in all this?'

See, it's easy to tell myself that it takes a lifetime to heal
It's easier telling myself that this pain isn't real

Where were you?! Where were you?! Where were you?! 
Where were you? Where WERE you? WHERE WERE YOU?! 

For once in my life, I'm not feeling so static, not as apathetic, you ain't bringing me down, yeah, you ain't bringing me down.

Static

Leave it to me to be alone,
in a town I hardly recognize without you by my side.
Lord I wish these memories would flee,
and take with them, the pain of remembering,
but I know, today is not that day.
I saw a sunflower tree in the middle of the yard and tore every flower from it 'fore I got back in my car and drove off,
Cheers to you, Cheers to us.

An old friend killed himself before the start of Spring,
I wonder if he left the weight of the world or if the weight of the world just left him hanging.
And who, could stand to lose another wink of sleep?
If the body bags there, it means somebody cares, and if somebody cares, then I guess you must be thinking of me.

Leave it to me to get strung out,
and freak everybody out then say, 'I won't do that again'
These days there's nobody here,
it feels surreal, so many years spent with kids I don't even think I know, do they know me?
Such addiction in this sickness, makes it hard just to exist,
when I can hear the words they do not say,
they HATE ME! HATE ME! HATE ME! LITTLE GIRL!
THEY THINK I'M JUST A LITTLE GIRL.

An old friend killed himself before the start of Spring,
I wonder if he left the weight of the world or if the weight of the world just left him hanging.
And who could stand to lose another wink of sleep?
If the body bags there, it means somebody cares, and if somebody cares then I guess you must be thinking of me.
I guess you must be thinking of me.

Disturbia Suburbia,
And I hope we all get out, and I hope we all feel free.

Medusa

Distrubia Suburbia

I watched myself burn out on the wrong side of the tracks,
I hitched a ride back, then watched myself fall off the wagon
It's no use, I've tried, to hide in plain sight
This weight in my heart makes me try
a suicide attempt 26 stiches wide

Punk rockers, they never survive
They either burn out young or they change their mind
Not a safe place to be, for you or me
And junkies, they never grow old,
They either clean up their act or they overdose
But I guess, as long as they're happy, I don't mind

You try to explain, relapse to replace,
The weight of the day, the weight of your brain
And I can't help you pick up all the pieces
These little lies we tell ourselves,
Like we're gonna get sober or get ourselves help
It waxes and wanes, these phases of pain
And I'm just too tired to keep playing these games

Oh squatters will never get hired,
Cause as long as there's trains, there's a constant reminder
Of a wanderlust so thick, they can't resist
And cutters will never do more, than bust open a vein
and bleed out on the floor,
But if that's how you wanna go, don't let me stop you

I watched myself fuck up, it's the only thing I seem to do well enough,
And I try to act surprised, but these days it's hard
There's no lookin back, that road is a mess,
If you want to change, you're gonna have to forget
And I can't be your voice of reason

Alcoholics, truth be told,
They only see their future in a bottle of Skol
And I don't wanna know those fools no more,
I don't wanna know those fools no more,
I don't wanna be that fool no more

And you scared me nearly half to death,
You don't look the same since you've been smoking meth,
But we all have different ways that we lose sleep.
We all have different ways that we lose sleep
We all have different ways that we lose...

Cheerleaders Smoke Crack

Waiting at a bar, for someone you hope don't show
Feeling lonely and exhausted, no plans, nowhere to go
Hope my friends don't pass by and see me all alone
I bit the bullet, no dice, I'm going home

I'm going home, I'm going home
Woah! I bit the bullet, no dice, I'm going home

I wrote 'I miss you' in your notebook, cause most days I do
And I don't wanna see you, but it's all I'm looking forward to
I remember drinking whiskey, making love, and making plans
I guess I'll never be the stronger man

One day I hope to see you in the same place as me,
The old bar, Wednesday night, staving off sleep
And if we meet eyes, will you raise your drink to me
I won't wait up, I won't hold back, I'll let you be

I'll let you be, I'll let you be
Woah! I won't wait up, I won't hold back, I'll let you be

As purple fades to pink, to break a day, to break a vein
As rose fades to reality, another time, another way
Other days on different planets, rife with scatterings of ashes,
I'll never be the stronger man

I wrote 'I miss you' in your notebook, cause most days I do
And I don't wanna see you, but it's all I'm looking forward to
I remember drinking whiskey, making love, and making plans
I guess I'll never be the stronger man

I guess I'll never be the stronger man
oh, I guess I'll never be the stronger man

Stronger Man (Feat. Cinderblok)

Oh girl, he's just a splinter, his eyes whisper just a glimmer
of the story you once told of gold in him
The black pot couldn't handle, getting called out by the kettle
And lately girl, you're looking rather thin

So I'm begging with them please, pretty, pretty please
Tell me I can be enough for anybody else
So I'm begging with them please, oh pretty, pretty please
Cause I was so much happier when I could love myself

Roses of red, a gift for the dead
Laid down with generosity to calm the ghost in me
These demons in me head, ever hungry, never fed
A mutiny has taken place, now I can't get no rest

So I'm begging with them please, pretty, pretty please
I'll cut my loss, I'll have a shot, I'm crawling on my knees
So I'm begging with them please, oh pretty, pretty please
Because this is my cross to bear, you sow just what you reap

Oooh, it's like a needle in my eye
and I'm losing my sight,
in the confines of my mind
And it whispers,

Girl, you're just a splinter, not an echo, just a whimper
in the battle you once fought, thinking you'd win
The two chambers in your heart, beg for mercy in the dark
Now you've stained your lips with berry juice to LEAVE YOUR FUCKING MARK

So I'm begging with them please, pretty, pretty please
I'll cut my loss, I'll have a shot, I'm crawling on my knees
So I'm begging with them please, oh pretty, fucking please
Because this is my cross to bear, you sow just what you reap

Please, tell me I can be enough for anybody else
Please, cause I was so much happier when I could love myself

Splinter

No sleep tonight, this bed was made for lovers
This couch feels alright, if we cannot touch one another
Tonight, tonight

A smoke screen was raised, we could not smudge one another
with no time to waste, how easy are foes found in lovers
Tonight, tonight

Echoes in the halls of heartbreak
I'm giving you an answer cause I think that this is more than I can take
But please just sing to me so I don't have to hear
The echoes in the hallways my dear

I walked away, so deep now in the ether,
Your face hid the pain, or my pride just disguised your demeanor
Oh! The lives that we live!
Oh! The plans that we made!
I could give you a list!
I could ruin your day!
I could stand here transfixed, in the same spot!
I could bleed myself dry! I could live here to rot!
To rot!

Echoes in the halls of heartbreak
I'm giving you an answer cause I think that this is more than I can take
But please just sing to me so I don't have to hear
The echoes in the hallways my dear

These lullabies, they cast just like a spell
I wish you'd release me, cause this is hell
so defeated by the cause
These corridors, they stretch for far too long
I should've stopped sooner, knew I was wrong
so completed by the loss,
the loss,
the loss

Echoes in the halls of heartbreak
I'm giving you an answer cause I KNOW that this is more than I can take
But please just sing to me so I NEVER have to hear
The echoes in the hallways
The echoes in the hallways,
The echoes in the hallways my dear

Echoes

Tell me not to worry about it when I'm young,
Now that I'm older, tell we what have I done?
Dare I deviate from the plan of my father's trembling hand?
For am I his ungrateful son?

Now take beauty, try and keep it on the shelf
Find comfort, trust nobody but yourself
Yes, it's safe and it's warm,
Eye of a fucking shitstorm
Just before the locust come in for the kill

Fallen dreams
Yes, the seasons, they change,
Lies grow old, with mothers age
The harvest calls Persephone home

Now I'm left with these scars that will not heal
The pain it devastates, but tell me, is it real?
Sworn to a creed, their tired old motif
But this is not my cross to bear

Trust in conflict, learn to give yourself a break.
Your heart won't put you though much more than it can take
You can forgive, you can forget
The River Styx has been crossed yet,
by men whose broken souls you could not save

Fallen dreams
Yes, the seasons, they change,
Lies grow old, with mothers age
The harvest calls Persephone home

Fallen dreams
Yes, the seasons, they change,
Lies grow old, with mothers age
The harvest calls Persephone home

Fallen

I'm too short minded, to remember the bad things, that I've done this time
and I'm too long winded, the be the voice of reason that eases up your mind

Where are we going?
You lost the directions
The gas tank is empty
Cursed unspoken hexes
This road is a dead end and these miles are wasted
these acknowledged secrets that we've never tasted

Take it all away from here!
Etch designs on my bones in tar
Ghost of my former approaching me near
Shadows cast grow dark and far

I took a walk with you, cause you told me the same thing wouldn't happen this time
and I'm too hung up on you to listen to the rationale of my mind

I'm tired of hiking,
This landscape is vacant
I wish you'd forgive me
Cause I fucking hate this
The end of the road, yeah, we've tied both the nooses
unless you'll have mercy AND JUST FUCKING SHOOT US

I cannot touch what does not grow
Hypothermia burns my toes
Give me a sign that's conducive to Spring
Unless it's too late and I've destroyed everything

It's too late, I've destroyed everything
It' too late, I destroy everything

Destroy

The first Victory Farm Session from Dirty Old Robot
Mastered by SRG Studios 
Good noise coming from New Jersey

Erin Incoherent & Tail Light Rebellion / Even Cowgirls get the Blues (A Gaslight Anthem Cover)

Produced and recording at Dirty Old Robot Studios in Wrightstown New Jersey Dec 2019
Released Feb 2020 on Residual Waste Records 'The Lonely Troubadour's Songbook Vol. 1' 
https://residualwasterecords.bandcamp.com/album/the-lonely-troubadors-songbook-vol-1

Lyrics/Vox/Tambourine/Guitar: Erin Incoherent 
Drums: Chris 'Ozone' Olsen 
Bass: Mike Dyer
Recording engineer: Bill Nobes
Producers: Erin Incoherent and Bill Nobes 
Mixed by: Erin Incoherent and Bill Nobes 
Mastered by: Sean Glonek of SRG studios

Lyrics:
[spoken] 
There were only nightmares last night 
stitched together by crumbling staircases in houses filling with water 
empty rooms are loudest when your head is sick 
and always running from something 

Why have you given me 
to the edge of the world where there's nobody listening 
And can you deliver me 
from this wretched unkindness and ask where the time has went 
Why is it you've given up? 
Are your demons so real, now you're saying you've had enough? 
And are you waiting for judgement day? 
For your nightmares to flee you, or cordially greet you? 

Why suddenly so tame? 
Has your fire burnt out or have you just encased it with grout? 
Why suddenly so low? 
Have you given yourself to delivering the final blow? 

You're blocking your ears while your eyes fill with tears 
and building these fences to encase your resentments 
Exploding completely on those you hold dearly 
and I'm watching you too, through a mirror in this 

Empty Room 
Yeah, I'm watching me do this to myself through a mirror in this 
Empty Room 

[spoken] 
Windows shattered 
jagged teeth threatening to bite my arms 
not again 
Enemies guiding me 
my life depends on listening to them 
or so I thought 

Are you so satisfied? 
Has your razor done wonders, like exhausting a lover? 
And what makes you so blind? 
That you cannot defeat this, or stand up to beat this? 
Well, who's telling who? 
Are you shifting this weight. cause you just cannot carry the hate? 
Who're you shifting it to? 
When your hands carry bruises from breaking mirrors inside your room 

Why suddenly so tame? 
Has your fire burnt out or have you just encased it with grout? 
Why suddenly so low? 
Have you given yourself to delivering the final blow? 

You're blocking your ears while your eyes fill with tears 
and building these fences to encase your resentments 
Exploding completely on those you hold dearly 
and I'm watching you too, through a mirror in this 

Empty Room 
Yeah, I'm watching me do this to myself through a mirror in this 
Empty Room 

Why suddenly so sad? 
Are you mad at yourself or the things that you feel you should have? 
What will rectify this? 
Should we hang by the neck or should you learn to not just get pissed? 
What do you call yourself now? 
Are you still voice of reason or now have you given yourself doubt? 
And are you so choked with strife? 
That you can't stand up and just learn to get on with you life? 

Why suddenly so tame? 
Has your fire burnt out or have you just encased it with grout? 
Why suddenly so low? 
Have you given yourself to delivering the final blow? 

You're blocking your ears while your eyes fill with tears 
and building these fences to encase your resentments 
Exploding completely on those you hold dearly 
and I'm watching you too, through a mirror in this 

Empty Room 
Yeah, I'm watching me do this to myself through a mirror in this 
Empty Room 

[spoken] 
I cannot say why the house didn't bury me last night 
or the waves trap me to the ceiling 
but I woke up alive, and in the pouring rain 
with a voice in my chest sternly declaring 
'This too, I could handle'

Empty Room

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Soul singer who plays acoustic guitar with roots in punk, folk, indie, and pop. 
Lyricism spanning motifs of mental health and substance abuse

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