3AM from Fuzz Mutt's debut EP!

Guitar/Vocals - Max Stephens
Bass - Sean Groda
Drums - Jared Hoidal

Produced, mixed, and mastered by George Wiederkehr at Mosaic Music 

Lyrics:
I am really sorry, 
For the words I haven't said yet, 
Cuz I know that when I say 'em,
You're going to get really upset,
And my mom she said she's worried,
Cuz she thinks my bedroom smells like weed,
And I don't really know what she means so I guess I will just try to go back to sleep. 

It's 3AM and I'm up staring at the ceiling again, 
And I don't really know what makes me feel this way,
Cuz I can't find anything to blame.

Hey hey my angel,
Please listen up if you're able,
You're like the cold wind on a sunny day,
And you keep me out of space,
And I am not a poet, 
And I'm certainly not an artist, 
Wasting time is all I do,
Because I'm just a waste like all of you.

Lyrics: 

I can hear the voices in the trees,
They're telling me that nothing's real,
I don't know what to believe,
And I have no clue how I'm supposed to feel,
I am so sullen, I'm a cynic,
And I don't say what I mean,
That's the way it is the way it was,
and how it's always gonna be

Go ahead and say your prayers for me,
I'm opposed to your faith you see,
Had my mind ripped open like Color TV,
I can't think straight cuz I don't know what to see

Open a window see the sun pour in in the middle of the night,
all around me it's a circle,
and I do not know what is right,
I think I am, I think I'm not,
I don't really know just what I mean,
Listen closely and you'll be able to hear it,
like and angry sea!

Credits:
Guitar/Vocals - Max Stephens
Bass - Sean Groda
Drums - Jared Hoidal

Recorded at Dogshit Studios November 22, 2016
Produced by Max Stephens
Lyrics by Max Stephens
Music by Fuzz Mutt

Color TV (Demo)

The second single off Fuzz Mutt's upcoming EP "End of All Time" due out April 29th, 2017.

Lyrics:

Don't give me reasons that care,
Cuz I know you really don't.
Stop trying to breathe in all my air,
Where's the edge of the world?

I'm tired of waiting for the sun to fall out of the sky.

(Chorus):
Bury me in a field,
Let the wild flowers grow, 
You kill what you don't know,
Tell me what I need.

Bury me in a field, 
Let the wild flowers grow, 
You kill what you don't know,
I am all I need.

Rotting in a stoplight room,
Running circles in my head, 
An eye for another fucking eye, 
And I'm feeling sorta dead. 

I don't want an explanation for your thoughts.

Max Stephens - Guitar/Vocals
Sean Groda - Bass
Jared Hoidal - Drums

Lyrics by Max Stephens
Music by Fuzz Mutt

Recorded at The Stoplight Room
Produced by Max Stephens

Wild Flowers

Lyrics:

Midnight headache hurting my eyes, 
Endless night with endless reprise, 
Something different than just worry, 
Something more aligned with pity, 

And I don't know just what I want, 
We're all running out of time, 

(Chorus): 
A little bit of trepidation, 
Has worked it's way into my expectations, 
Of what it is that makes us human, 
A circumstance that comes with out any reason, 

Just can't make out a language, 
A concept that's laced in anguish, 
Like some sort of veiled symbol, 
Always stuck right in the middle, 

(Chorus 2): 
I am looking for some context, 
To make some sense of this whole mess, 
Please tell me you aren't leaving, 
I don't think I could take more this evening

from End of All Time EP, released April 29, 2017 
Max Stephens - Guitar/Vocals 
Sean Groda - Bass 
Jared Hoidal - Drums 

Lyrics by Max Stephens 
Music by Fuzz Mutt 

Recorded at The Stoplight Room 
Produced by Max Stephens

Expectations

from End of All Time EP, released April 29th, 2017

Music by Fuzz Mutt 

Recorded at The Stoplight Room 
Produced by Max Stephens

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lyrics
Drinking blood mixed with holy water, 
Melancholy feeling getting harder, 
Trapped within the psychic ills, 
Proceed with caution don't you know speed kills? 

Go ahead take all the time you need, 
And pay attention to the things you see, 
Don't wanna know where you have been, 
Don't wanna live just wanna spin and spin, 

(Chorus): 
Get away from here, 
Time & change is all I fear, 
Somethings gotta give, 
It's not the plan but what exactly is? 

Safety is just another mindset, 
Conformity is just hiding from regret, 
A little goes the longest way, 
A daydream nation that is here to stay, 

(Bridge): 
Selfish, 
Taken for granted, 
Wicked, 
No future.

from End of All Time EP, released April 29, 2017 
Max Stephens - Guitar/Vocals/Synths 
Sean Groda - Bass 
Jared Hoidal - Drums 

Lyrics by Max Stephens 
Music by Fuzz Mutt 

Recorded at The Stoplight Room 
Produced by Max Stephens

Time & Change

An updated recording of our very first song, "Take"

Lyrics:

I think that I've fallen right into a trap, 
I can't help but feel like there's no coming back, 
You fell on your sword and I fell on mine, 
We are victims of language and victims of time. 

I can't explain how I feel most of the time, 
So I let things simmer inside of my mind, 
All I do is complain yeah it must make you sick, 
Keep on playing the victim we're all used to it. 

Chorus: 
Take, take, take me away 
Take, take, take all my pain 

You don't get to decide what is best for me, 
It's easy to point fingers from up in your tree, 
But with your eyes wide open you still are blind, 
It's not lack of character it's lack of a mind. 

I can take all your pain.


Guitar/Vocals - Max Stephens 
Bass - Sean Groda 
Drums - Jared Hoidal 

Recorded at the Stoplight Room June 2017 

Recorded and Mixed by Max Stephens 
Mastered by Dave Miner and Max Stephens at Chartreuse Muffin Studio 
Additional Moog by Dave Miner

Take (2017)

The first single from our upcoming EP "COLORLESS" out everywhere April, 20th 2018.


Lyrics: 

Sitting in my kitchen with my cards laid out, 
Afraid that I'm not living the lives I've read about, 
But laying next to you is where I want to be. 

Drinking shitty coffee, watching stupid shows, 
Cliche as they come with nothing real to show, 
I'm so sick of this but I'll try again, 
and again. 

Chorus: 
Another broken promise, another lonely friend, 
And all I ask from you is please don't strangle my pen, 
Get on your knees and pray for a quiet end, 
The venom of the night time will bring the morning once again. 

Try not to imitate but I don't have a clue, 
I feel nothing special, what is there in you? 
Take my words away, can't use them anymore.


Max Stephens - Guitar/Vocals 
Sean Groda - Bass 
Jared Hoidal - Drums 

Recorded January 2018 at Chartreuse Muffin Studio 
Produced by Fuzz Mutt 
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Max Stephens 

Music by Fuzz Mutt 
Lyrics by Max Stephens 

Art by NODRA

A Quiet End

The second single from our upcoming EP "COLORLESS" out everywhere April, 20th 2018.


Lyrics: 

Can anybody please tell me, 
Why lately I've been so obsessed with the concept of death? 
Is this just an uncomfortable place, 
in an uncomfortable time? 
Is there some sort of center I should find? 

And the words I write mean nothing like they're dust, 
I think my brain is beginning to rust. 

Chorus: 
I need to feel more awake, 
But I didn't get much sleep last night. 
And I can feel the pressure in my skull, 
Anticipate the worst I'm feeling dull. 

Trust is such an unfortunate thing, 
One second you're here the next you're not and I've stopped thinking.
The doubt will eat you up that much is certain, 
Where's your honesty? 
Pull back the curtain. 

And is it me who needs to apologize? 
It's getting hard to look myself in the eyes. 

And it sort of feels like a shitty deal, 
and I don't know how I'm supposed to feel.


Max Stephens - Guitar/Vocals 
Sean Groda - Bass 
Jared Hoidal - Drums 

Recorded January 2018 at Chartreuse Muffin Studio 
Produced by Fuzz Mutt 
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Max Stephens 

Music by Fuzz Mutt 
Lyrics by Max Stephens 

Art by NODRA

The Doubt

Lyrics:

So sick of the stories, 
push them dow the kitchen sink. 
A false sense of glory, 
and I don't know what to think. 
So sick from the worry, 
about things that don't matter, 
and all my friends they don't care much, 
guess I probably don't either. 

The days have been hazy, 
it's making you sad. 
You're searching for lost things, 
that you never had. 
And when you get lonely, 
you'll head down the hall, 
when it's all for nothing, 
there's nothing at all. 

Chorus: 
And I know you wanted it all, 
I'm telling you it's all a lie. 

Stuck staring at four walls, 
your eyes start to bleed, 
none of these blank faces, 
will have what you need. 
And when it gets dark out, 
you'll turn on a light. 
You tell me your leaving, 
I believe that you might.

Lost Things

I don't trust myself too much, 
tell me do you think I'm a joke? 
Is there something I'm missing? 
Well i'm afraid I just misspoke. 

Where is it that I fit in? 
Well is this what I really want? 
Maybe I'm just trying too hard. 
Comparisons I haven't got. 

Chorus: 
I just want to, 
create something that feels new, 
that screams at me and screams right back at you. 
Maybe that's not something that I can do. 

Well it's not abstract if it's forced, 
there's just some rules that I don't get, 
I don't know where to start of course, 
self-expectations never met. 

And so I strive for something else, 
this surface is all that there is, 
there's really nothing in my brain, 
vapid but hanging on of course. 

Bridge: 
Don't tell me you don't know just what I mean, 
what i mean. 
Don't tell me you don't feel the exact same way, 
every day.

Life In A Jar

A feeling that's not unlike ripping off scab, 
for eighteen years a creeping feeling that this whole thing is a drag, 
so tell me, is it entitlement or is there a leash on me? 
is it depression or am I just lazy? 

In a transition between baby and man, 
a hollow cry for independence, yet an aching outstretched hand,
tell me why, do all the things that should feel close feel far away? 
is there an answer or are we just built this way? 

Chorus: 
I wanna know, 
is there a place where any of us will go, 
when everything is said and done? 
It's not real and it's not fun and now I think it's time to leave, 
it's time to leave. 

Never been one to spend much time in the sun, 
I like the trees, I like the shade, and I especially like to run away from, 
all of the problems nagging on my bitter brain, 
your coping mechanisms are making you insane.

Colorless

From COLORLESS 

Lyrics: 

Sitting in my kitchen with my cards laid out, 
Afraid that I'm not living the lives I've read about, 
But laying next to you is where I want to be. 

Drinking shitty coffee, watching stupid shows, 
Cliche as they come with nothing real to show, 
I'm so sick of this but I'll try again, 
and again. 

Chorus: 
Another broken promise, another lonely friend, 
And all I ask from you is please don't strangle my pen, 
Get on your knees and pray for a quiet end, 
The venom of the night time will bring the morning once again. 

Try not to imitate but I don't have a clue, 
I feel nothing special, what is there in you? 
Take my words away, can't use them anymore.

From COLORLESS

Lyrics: 

Can anybody please tell me, 
Why lately I've been so obsessed with the concept of death? 
Is this just an uncomfortable place, 
in an uncomfortable time? 
Is there some sort of center I should find? 

And the words I write mean nothing like they're dust, 
I think my brain is beginning to rust. 

Chorus: 
I need to feel more awake, 
But I didn't get much sleep last night. 
And I can feel the pressure in my skull, 
Anticipate the worst I'm feeling dull. 

Trust is such an unfortunate thing, 
One second you're here the next you're not and I've stopped thinking. 
The doubt will eat you up that much is certain, 
Where's your honesty? 
Pull back the curtain. 

And is it me who needs to apologize? 
It's getting hard to look myself in the eyes. 

And it sort of feels like a shitty deal, 
and I don't know how I'm supposed to feel.

Loud and fuzzy rock music from outside Seattle.


Max Stephens - Guitar/Vocals
Sean Groda - Bass
Jared Hoidal - Drums

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