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death as a crown
02:45
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fall down stairs, walk through sterile halls
in the rain, clear away sanity
losing your mind slow, don’t let your head take you far from
safety shifting
speak in the phone, ears ring
noise fills the room
aware of you
gone for long
can’t think too much
wont you dive with me in the breeze
fly away home, children will burn
slides go by, time moves fast
you’re catching up
pull blankets to her neck, close eyes, turn head
dark room, soft sigh
waiting to die
leering eyes make their way up thighs
ravine tryst, scandals tumble down lips
kiss hands, feel youth on your face
sit by the window, watch life fade
don’t forget
won’t forget
don’t forget
you’re catching up
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light leaks through cracks in the blinds
touch nervous feet, wringing hands
perspiration drenches clothes
doors open wide, white coats blind
the same verdict
the same treatment
waiting room freezes over, time stands still
how does it feel to move on from past trauma
sit in the back of my mind causing endless, endless pain
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flower offering
02:05
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audrie and daisy, two of the many
we gave you our trust, you took part of us
left her to die, lips blue with frostbite
frozen shut eyes, shivering inside
broke through the bathroom door, found her hanging from the ceiling
do you feel better after breaking someone else
body stained with ink, ran arms through the sink
washed off the marks that you left
tried to ease the pain, never went away
devoured what’s left of the innocence you took, it’s all gone
i can’t go back
he said quiet down, burned the house to the ground
felt no remorse for what’s he’s done
didn’t deserve it, didn’t ask for it
needed a hero, needed respect
deprived of a future
we won't forget
no one can save you, save yourself
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saccharine trance
01:06
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feeling of being held back
drown in a pool of filth
too hard
can’t take the pressure of living
nothing perfect
i will never be perfect
walk in a daze
hide under sheets
affirm existence
gain strength, progress
leave dents in the mattress
jars litter nightstand
give blood
leave the room, day breaks once more
left behind
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wipe tears from my eyes, fall
fragmented, piled on the floor
folded up, holding on, jaw shut tight, paralyzed
did you have fun
chewed up, spit out, bruised
daylight triggers, spirit breaks
restless at night, records repeat
padded, gaslit, it’s not my fault
stoic, senseless
trustless, hardened
damaged
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vow of violence
00:42
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half truth
02:25
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flesh she knew she never wanted
flesh she despised
stark, heinous reflection
loathing, anguish, torture
laughter hides pain
cut away skin
what’s left behind
betrayed by those once held close
tape he left plays in her head
walk out in the field, open your mouth wide
mend a fractured mind, stand up
try, let go
unbearable
living in a hell
never content with the body in the mirror
it’s so foreign, i hate it
can i be as i believe myself to be
these lines i confess in the present unknown
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cerulean wound
01:03
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frame shakes violent contempt
still my pulsating breath
no one cares to listen anymore
lump in my throat, brick in my gut
breathe out
talking at walls
sleepless, hesitant
deep breath
consciousness
resent
turn the switch
source of release becomes source of stress
nothing gold can stay
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zen depression
01:46
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hold your head safe in my arms
watch in wonder as my eyes meet your stare
couldn’t save you
hold fingers, form lingered
took your last breath
grasp your chest
glide through water, float to the depths
glare at the sky
salt coated skin, sun burns my eyes
nothing to say, on my knees
at least you knew, knew love
sharp pain slowly dulls
wash your face away
laugh hard, smile wide
heartbroken inside
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design for an altar
02:58
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impenetrable
placed on a pedestal
worship at idol feet
repeat vindictive words
conforming to those you mimic
relish attention in any form
unaware of the pain caused by your actions
too busy talking to listen
where and when who you were with
no one cares
i hope your ego crashes and brings you back down to earth
i hope your ego falls against a sharp edge
and drags you to a world where trends are boring
and egos aren’t fed by outward image, latched on the hem of a passing craze
to be enough, to be always enough
derivatives abound
never content, satisfied
unsure, wanting more
do this for fun not for fame
not your gimmick
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