lyrics:

 if these walls could talk, they'd tell me to 			
Run they've heard all the promises and seen all the blood  
nowhere to turn to nowhere to jump			   
a single story lost and found, we're falling down		

this is poetry, breathing openly,  			
this is keeping up,  this is keeping up			
all the effort i put into leveling out,     	
is balanced on a hairpin				

letting go when the lungs cave in  all part of the end game	
and i still look under my bed  before i sink in		
 i swear i   burn the remains			
when i sit down to write these secrets 		

one way out is gonna jam the receivers of			
my own devices						
when i make my escape you'll				
hear the alarms engage						
for once i'm neck deep in it   				
just one more  way  to  drown 			
finding out everyone's a critic    
in a world, that kicks you when you're down			

if  these were the last words i got out		
just know they were different, know they were loud		
sometimes the end is just the beginning								
sometimes the end is just the beginning
sometimes the end is just the beginning
sometimes it's only the end

The Collapse Of Western Mysticism

lyrics:

we wake up forty feet up
on a nondescript west coast city rooftop
i look down over the edge and get the shakes
you look up at nothing at all and let the truth slip out
the heights not so bad
the depth’s what catches up with you in the end
so what’s the point of having last resorts
or running down fire escapes as a backup plan
when the ground’s a leviathan

blink twice if you’re ok
blink twice if you’re ok
i know you can hear me

maybe it's not so bad
we’re just an hour south of where this all starts to make sense
i guess the cold sweats exist just to make me tense
hold onto my ass ‘cause we’re gonna dive right in
we’re gonna dive right in

the night’s not so bad
the dawn’s what latches on to you
claws sinking all the way in 
so what’s a traffic light supposed to stop
at 4am when it’s me and you racing out the sun
when the road’s a leviathan

blink twice if you’re ok
blink twice if you’re ok 
i know you can hear me
blink twice if you’re ok 
blink twice if you’re ok
blink twice if you’re ok
i know you can hear me
blink twice if you’re ok
blink twice if you’re

Leviathan

additional back ground vocals by Jason Scott

lyrics:
take  back  the way
we built our monuments
we reached too high
and fall apart

the pieces make our worlds divide
i want it all to be here tomorrow

seven hours out on the ledge but
you know me better than i know me
seven mornings finding my legs but
you know me better than i know me

the doubt subsides i’ll get this right
all i can do to make me believe it 

seven hours out on the ledge but
you know me better than i know me
seven mornings finding my legs but
you know me better than i know me

seven hours out on the ledge but
you know me better than i know me
seven mornings finding my legs but
you know me better than i know me

Seven Mornings

lyrics:

i’ve lost a lot of friends
the last few are hiding out
i hear the panicked breathing 
hiding behind eyes in picture frames

all the self help books say give it up already
and all the self harm books say i’m doing just fine

it's a goddamn mess i don’t complain i just confess
the gin and soda preserves me from the inside out

bury my secrets down in the deep end
bury my secrets down in the deep end
bury my secrets down in the deep end
bury my secrets down in the deep end

now i’m playing loose and fast
with all the shit that never lasts
this is it don’t drown 
always look back before you paddle out

now i’m a radio tuning the static out and over 1945

it's a goddamn mess i don’t complain i just confess
the gin and soda preserves me from the inside out

bury my secrets down in the deep end
bury my secrets down in the deep end
bury my secrets down in the deep end
bury my secrets down in the deep end

now the words inside my head aren’t making any sense
the volume amplifies but i’m not giving in

it's a goddamn mess
i don’t complain i just confess
it's a goddamn mess
i don’t complain i just confess
it's a goddamn mess
i don’t complain i just confess
it's a goddamn mess

Mummy

lyrics:

 bottled up and locked it tight (yeah right!)
‘cause i’m a fortress and you’re lightening
burn me down from the inside out
whoa-ohh, whoa-ohh

cause i’m half and you’re whole
i can’t get that through my thick skull
so i gain an inch and lose a mile and i’m still waiting

and i’ll be here when you wanna feel like somebody’s watching
and i’ll be gone when i bring you down and you dance alone
the truth is i’m stuck in a rut spinning my wheels
but the scars  are out and we’ve got nothing to worry about 

now i’m waiting for the sea level to rise
flood out my engine for the night
the self help books never get it right so i’m still waiting

cause i’m half and you’re whole
i can’t get that through my thick skull
so i gain an inch and lose a mile and i’m still waiting

why do we have to go 
why do we have to go 
why do we have to go 
why do we have to go 
why do we have to go 
why do we have to go 
why do we have to go 
where we can still see porch lights in the mirror
why do we need to know why we hesitate to leave tracks in the snow

i’ll be here when you wanna feel like somebody’s watching
and i’ll be gone when i bring you down and you dance alone
the thrush is i’m stuck in a rut spinning my wheels
but the stars are out and we’ve got nothing to worry about 

i’ll be here when you wanna feel like somebody’s watching
and i’ll be gone when i bring you down and you dance alone
the thrush is i’m stuck in a rut spinning my wheels
but the stars are out and we’ve got nothing to worry about

Nothing To Worry About

lyrics:

we’ve got a ways to go 
while i’m working out
the weird balance
that no one ever told me about
do i smile or just turn around
lay my cards down 
before you find me out

i’m not only breathing to day dream at night
when i could be there to fuck things up in real time

‘cause i’m just an ankle biter
and you go for the throat
i get that heavy feeling
in the pit of my small intestine

but no chance, i’m out of my element
no way i make the best of it
no chance i’m out of my element
no way i make the best of it
i need someone who gives second chances
you need someone who actually gives a shit

so maybe i was never prom queen
but one day we realize the earth is still rotating
and maybe i’m a catch but right now i’m drowning
so reel me in hook, line i’m sinking

‘cause i’m just an ankle biter
and you go for the throat
i get that heavy feeling
in the pit of my small intestine

but no chance, i’m out of my element
no way i make the best of it
no chance i’m out of my element
no way i make the best of it
i need someone who gives second chances
you need someone who actually gives a shit

Hook Line And Sinking

additional background vocals by Jason Scott

lyrics:

i know i said this is how it's gotta be   
but i see on your face you see right through me
you leave a little space to let me breathe
then you find me in the bathroom on my knees

maybe one day i'll describe where the weight comes from			
and how we were all just kids in a violent storm			
how the last thing i remember before the impact
was thinking if i could keep it together or explode

cause everything feels so temporary	
and i'm burning all of this  daylight a-lone		
cause all my reactions have a reaction						
and i feel the weight in my bones

so i'll wait for the right time
stop falling back on missed calls from landlines
I'll wait for the right time
honest to god i hope this won't backfire


is this suffering to watch the world spin	
hold on for dear life while i'm glued to the pavement
i'm missing stop signs i'm losing count and sleep thinking
if i can keep it together or explode

cause everything feels so temporary	
 and i'm burning all of this  daylight alone					
cause all my reactions have a reaction								and i feel the weight in my bones		

so i'll wait for the right time
stop falling back on missed calls from landlines
I'll wait for the right time
honest to god i hope this won't backfire

Burning Daylight

additional back ground vocals by Jason Scott

maybe this vaguely anxious feeling can’t compare
to how i think i’ve gotten by the last few years
and when the walls and floor and ceiling fall apart
i stand in the rubble waiting for my turn

through alleyways and heart attacks
we won’t make it farther than the interstate
we won’t make it farther than the interstate

lay my tattered sneakers next to yours
in a box marked how to lose a war

maybe we’re going down in flames
but not defeated just bled out

through alleyways and heart attacks
we won’t make it farther than the interstate
we won’t make it farther than the interstate

through alleyways and heart attacks
through alleyways and heart attacks

i guess we’ll learn to live with colder thinner air
why did we think anyone would care
if no one stops to look up when we’re stepping through the door
‘cause we’re not twenty-one anymore

if we were stronger, better, faster, more prepared
saw through crystal balls to graying hair
we could’ve known that no one stops to listen 
when we hit the night’s first chord
‘cause we’re not twenty-one anymore 

we won’t make it farther than the interstate
we won’t make it farther than the interstate
we won’t make it back

How To Lose A War

additional back ground vocals by Jason Scott & Marina Calhoun

lyrics:
sleeping in doorways
are you going my way
i am, i am, i am, i am

cause i might get					
hit by a bus tomorrow, and					
one of me  probably will 

but none of that matters 
if you don't get sad 
when you hear that i've turned into roadkill				
								
faster than lightning, guaranteed to be
bleeding out by morning 
alternative medicine,  
is sinking in
 i'm going down with the ship

maybe i should try to get better
maybe i should just stay the same
but if i step out of the gutter
i just might not remember my name				

trading in caskets, to be
under the overpass in our mansions
 it sucks we all die but it sounds kind of
nice from a distance

none of that matters if you don't get sad when you					
hear that i've turned into roadkill
cause i might get				
hit by a bus tomorrow, and					
one of me probably will, but					
none of that matters if you don't get sad when you		
hear that i've turned into roadkill

Alternative Medicine

Stoke Signals played their first show in January 2024, and blew everyone’s fucking minds.From the still smoldering ashes of Promise Me This and Holy Fangs, Stoke Signals is here to comfort and hold you, but very loudly.

Get stoked for September 20, 2024, when Stoke Signals brings you their debut LP, “Make Dying Fun”, featuring 12 melodic punk bangers and a slew of shows around some of Southern California’s most well-known punk venues, all out of the kindness of their shriveled, dead little hearts.