love this song sm, been on my playlist for a while

10 Songs

to a husband at war

i close my eyes but i can still see
the world is spinning i feel the static
my heart is beating but not alive until im free, i push my fingers into your neck 
just to see if you still care, i feel the chains of my past, lacerations on my back
everything… not quiet enough for me
everything… not quiet enough for me
don’t mind me, don’t mind me
reliving memories that were never supposed to be mine
reliving memories that were never supposed to be mine
everything… not quiet enough for me
everything… not quiet enough for me
don’t mind me, don’t mind me
reliving memories that were never supposed to be mine
repeating these words that were mine but never yours
repeating these words that were mine but never yours

Hush

You gave me your hand as a promise and left it I'm recounting the steps to see what I did wrong , these feelings I get when I’m with you they can not be created again , like notes in a journal you tore from limb to limb , for all that’s been thrown away the feeling of one’s pedal how it caved at my flesh it seemed as if you never had hope so now all that remains here is the ghost of my failure to never keep us whole so now ill just sit here

torn petals (you made me a ghost now i’ll never be the same)

foxtails - c.c.c.r.e.m.i.x.

Song Two

Secret Lovers At the Heaven's Gate Ranch

Lyrics:
[Verse 1 – rap/spoken]
I turn the ringer down, stitch up the noise
Seven days on low, no chase, no ploys
Fold up the words that kept pulling me through
I’m breathing on my own, not orbiting you

[Pre-Chorus – clean]
No rush, no blame, I’m keeping ground
Soft power rising without a sound

[Chorus – big, clean + light gang shouts]
Week of silence — I’m not your waiting room
If you’re certain, you will know what to do
I won’t orbit what you choose
Peace over circles I can’t use

[Verse 2 – rap/spoken]
I named the fear and watched it fade
It taught my pulse to run, my mouth to race
Now every step is mine to take
Less of the static, more of the space

[Pre-Chorus – clean]
No proof to chase, no tug-of-war
If it’s meant, it won’t need force

[Chorus – big]
Week of silence — I’m not your waiting room
If you’re certain, you will know what to do
I won’t orbit what you choose
Peace over circles I can’t use

[Bridge – halftime breakdown, add short scream ad-libs]
I’m not running — I release
NOT A WAITING ROOM
Turning pressure into peace
LET ME BREATHE

[Final Chorus – biggest]
Week of silence — sky breaks through
If you get clear, I’ll hear from you
Either way, I’ll hold my truth
I won’t orbit what you choose

Week of Silence

SERMONS FROM THE DRAIN is a filthy gospel for the unholy and unshaven — a concept record born from the gutter, blending grunge, punk, and sludge rock into something weirdly spiritual. It’s the story of redemption through grease, noise, and bathroom philosophy. Every track’s a sermon: wild, self-aware, and loud enough to shake the pipes.

sewer saint

Welcome Home (Sanitarium) (Cover)

This is father figure's jumping off a building release, it was released in 2013 on their bandcamp  http://fatherfiguretx.bandcamp.com/
You can download jumping off a building here: http://www1.zippyshare.com/v/3742912/file.html
I own nothing, all credit/rights belong to father figure

foxtails - c.c.c.r.e.m.i.x.

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