original form of alone again my friend off of my band's ep honeycomb, bedbug

alone again my friend demo

Talk

Tour All Winter - Coma Cinema

Pedestal

Magnet

The Getaway (Pretty Girls Make Graves cover)

Badlands

This is about being mentally trapped in a relationship with someone who is emotionally unavailable.

LYRICS:
I see you everywhere I turn
in glass, in sleep, in borrowed light
your face repeats behind my eyes
a ghost that won’t say goodnight
I trace the shape of every word
you never meant for me to hear
I memorize the way you breathe
like staying close might pull you here

[Pre-Chorus]
I try to look away
but every thought bends back to you
like gravity knows only one way down

Your face is stuck inside my head
looping soft and out of time
I fall apart just thinking of
the way you’re never really mine
I lose myself, I fade, I wait
I circle where you’ve always been
your face, your face, your face again
an ending that won’t end

You talk to me like I’m a dream
something sweet you’ll soon forget
I hang on every quiet pause
convince myself there’s something left
I wear your absence like a weight
pressing gently on my chest
I tell myself this doesn’t hurt
then feel it more than all the rest

You don’t see how I stay awake
replaying moments you outgrew
I make a home inside your shadow
even though you never asked me to

Your face is stuck inside my head
burned into the dark of me
I chase the version of myself
you might have loved if you could see
I say your name, it echoes wrong
like it doesn’t belong to me
your face, your face, your face again
on repeat endlessly

If I disappear
would you notice the space I leave behind?
If I let this go
who am I without your outline?
I’m scared of silence
because that’s where you still are
I’m scared of healing
because forgetting feels too far

I don’t want to want you like this
I don’t want to need you at all
but every thought returns to you
like I never learned to fall

Your face is stuck inside my head
burned into the dark of me
I chase the version of myself
you might have loved if you could see
I say your name, it echoes wrong
like it doesn’t belong to me
your face, your face, your face again
on repeat endlessly

I close my eyes
and there you are
still looking back at me

afterimage

Demo from School Shootings, out 2012.
http://www.crackintheroad.com/music/16370-new-coma-cinema-white-trash-vhs-drunk-version/

Coma Cinema - White Trash VHS (Drunk Version)

Camp Algonquin

nouns - conch

Trophy Wife is unapologetic. Based in Brooklyn, this indie rock brainchild of McKenzie Iazzetta (guitar/vocals) is baring all via their grungy and distorted compositions. With powerful vocals and tongue in cheek lyrics, Trophy Wife - consisting of Christian Pace (bass) and Michael Martelli (drums) - has established themselves in the local indie rock scene. Their artistic journey has brought them to cities like Boston, New Orleans, Philadelphia, and Austin, and gotten them press from Wack Mag, The Boston Hassel, and Grrrl Music. They’ve had the privilege of opening for touring bands The Beaches, The Aquadolls, and Skegss at amazing venues such as Brighton Music Hall, The Mercury Lounge, and Paradise Rock Club.

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