1. |
Swarm
04:41
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I don't want to be a part of life any more
Don't want to be a number on a list
Don't want to be a worthless grain of sand
Don't want to be a part of this
Numbers on a list; what kind of life is this?
If we're just numbers on a list
I don't want to be a rat behind your back
But I can't pretend to be intact
Don't want to be a product of my past
Because that won't last
Don't want to be a part of that
I try to not look back
Face the front, act intact
Am I a number on a list?
Have I become a part of this?
Forgive me
I am walking despite the warning, I must not look like I have failed
Forget me
I am sinking despite me thinking if I gave more this ship could sail
Forgive me
Into the poison I threw the coin in as if it was a wishing well
Forget me
At the bottom it lay forgotten – a worthless, broken, abstract holy grail
Undefined, unfulfilled, seeking answers
Face the front, seek no more, become a statistic
Walking silently in a swarm of faceless people
I don't need forgiven, get to fuck
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2. |
Arrive Alive, Leave Dead
05:13
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I live vicariously
Somewhere between alive and lone
Undefined and unknown
Somewhere inside the light dies fast
Life won't last
A foreboding sense of worthlessness
The watching eye of time pierces
It knows your future
And it has heard your excuses
Why is the voice in my head yours?
Why is the voice in my head yours?
Arrive alive, leave dead
Arrive alive, leave dead
I'm living dangerously
Somewhere between subdued and suppressed
Should I care more or care less?
Somewhere inside the light dies fast
Life won't last
Why is the voice in my head yours?
Why is the voice in my head yours?
Arrive alive, leave dead
Arrive alive, leave dead
Arrive alive, leave dead
Arrive alive, leave dead
Separated from the past
This is not the life I thought I'd have
Set me free from purgatory
Die fast
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3. |
Sick To The Back Teeth
02:46
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Sicken, rotting of the inner self
Weaken, backwards thinking mental health
Further, into realms of dark creation
Brother, save me from procrastination
Futile, breathing ash into the lungs
Sicken, sickened more than anyone
I'm sick to the back teeth
I'm sick to the back teeth
Acid, paralysing muscle reflex
Rancid, violent dilapidation
Gruelling, the struggle for the next step
Mourning, every day I've wasted
Cold hand, grasping out to cure my brain
Sicken, can't you see how sick I am?
I'm sick to the back teeth
I'm sick to the back teeth
I'm sick to the back teeth
I'm sick to the back teeth
Sick, sick, sick, sick
I'm sick to the back teeth
Can't you see how sick I am?
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4. |
Introverted Cross
03:45
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Introvert, ignorance is bliss
I can pretend I don't exist
And all my fear can disappear when I am here
Pull the wool over my eyes
Hands on the cross, nails on either side
And all my pain is crucified until I die
Introverted Cross
Introverted Cross
Introvert, ignorance is bliss
I can't deny that's what this is
And all the stress, it stands for less, under duress
Introverted cross
What is not mine is not my loss
Introverted
No different now to what I was
Ignorant, introverted cross
What is not mine is not my loss, so fuck off
And all the time, for all it was
Is remembered more for what it's not
If I try I might fail
Hands on the cross hammered in by nails
And all the silence is ignorant bliss
And lies that I can not admit
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5. |
Faceless
05:09
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It's like home but it's so dark, empty and cold
A veil of shadows, place of decay and death
A place of monsters, thoughts that you can't reason with
A dark reflection, a make believe reality
Turned upside down
Right next to you, you can't even see
Always dark, can't tell how long I've been here
A nightmare I can't escape
Hunted down in the dark by a stranger
Can you not see you've given up on me?
You got too close, the veil behind you falls
You're not alone here, something lurks behind the walls
Disturbed, there's something in the darkness
Inverse, an even darker shade of you
Always dark can't tell how long I've been here
A nightmare I can't escape
Hunted down in the dark by a stranger
Can you not see?
I'm smothered, I can't breathe
And all I want is to be
Keeping me tied down here
I can't escape myself
Set me free, let me out
Imprison me, put me away
I've given up on me
You know you're dying
There's blood on your hands
There's no denying
There's blood on your hands
Blood on your hands
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6. |
Graves
04:21
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You're clinging onto your rotting altar
Where you life will stay the same
I'm not here to find solutions
Just to create problems
I'll waste, disgraced, in this abhorrent place
This race, a chase, all at a gruelling pace
I'll waste, disgraced, in this abhorrent place
This race, a chase, all at a gruelling pace
Growing older it looms ever closer
Digging graves will be filled with dark laughter
All the fucking same to me
My right to say “why try”?
Might to be no one
My right to say “why try”?
My right to be no one
This light, it's a sign
I lose every fucking time, so why try?
This light, it's a sign
I lose every fucking time, so why try?
Run out, run out
Run away and never face the day
How can you live this way?
Run out, run out
Run away and never face the day
How can you live this way?
My right to say “why try”?
Might to be no one
My right to say “why try”?
My right to be no one
This light, it's a sign
I lose every fucking time, so why try?
This light, it's a sign
I lose every fucking time, so why try?
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7. |
Anthropocide
04:26
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We choose to silence words
Acting in desperation
Freedom was undeserved
We suffocate the earth
Silencing innovation
It's only getting worse
Self inflicted atrophy
Void of all progression
The world we see today
Reveals it's cracked foundations
Crumbles and falls away
Beneath our feet it burns
Collapsing under pressure
Progression went astray
Living for false ecstasy
Void of all progression
Poisoning
If we start to disregard and hack away at the land
Will we see in time we're straining that on which we stand?
Worsening
Nowhere left to run to, concrete grounded into sand
No time left to make amends, we fell at our own hands
Suffering
Poisoned planet
We can't sustain this purge
Destructive corporations
Take all for what it's worth
We choose to ravage worlds
We violate this haven
There's nowhere left to turn
Drowning in our apathy
Void of all progression
Rejected by the world
Infectious parasite
Deflecting from the warmth
The more we see the light, the more we're blind
Worsening
We choose to silence worlds
We choose to poison words
Suffering, we started this purge
We choose to make it all worse for ourselves
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8. |
Suffocator
06:47
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Floating aimlessly through passing time
Breathe the water, your lungs won't mind
Drown their words, bury your head under the sand
Show no fear
Drowning, body failing
Under the surface
You are finding a path to an alternative life
On my own
The sinking feeling
Follow the light home
Never breathe again
Drifting with no purpose into depths
Find your comfort in unlightened trench
Reject their help, direct all their ships back to the shore
Be alone
On my own
The sinking feeling
Follow the light home
Never breathe again
Under, expanding lungs, suffocator
Under, sinking corpse, blood in the water
Under, lost relics, rusting in floods of disaster
Under, surrounded by infinite pressure
Commit your corpse to the depths
Drifting with no purpose into the depths
Find your comfort in unlightened trenches
Reject their help
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Disposable Edinburgh, UK
Metal from Edinburgh, Scotland.
William Robertson
Liam Tucker
Jack Batcharj
Oliver Wardell
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