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All The Details
01:55
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It's unhealthy, the habits I've been forming
You can tell me that its wrong to get in all these quarrels
But the fact is I'm too dumb to understand
Yeah the truth is I'm just self-destructive
It's a living. If only I could monetize my boredom
Shameless shilling. Try and say that five times fast
But the more you try the more your tongue twists 'til it fails
And your point gets lost in all the details
I've seen the error of my ways and I'm doing very little to correct it
I've been counting down the days. It hasn't had the desired effects
Why am I poisoning the well? I am no font of information.
I guess I do it for myself. Idle hands are the Devil's playthings.
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Monarchy
02:25
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You look around the crowded room and think of all the awful things that could occur to you
You have so very much to prove and you move like a fucking animal
Your face is beat. The house is down. You grind the butterflies into the ground
You barely ever make a sound but when you do it's fucking magical
You may not be the reigning queen but still you slayed and it stayed with me
So maybe you're not being all that you can be
It's painful, the lepidopterology, that went into this whole cacophony
So when you had to be, it sure wasn't bad to be nasty
And so you can now go home, empowered, now you're stronger having survived
You know how to strike a pose
But it'll take time to learn to say "hi" to Dusty Ray at shows
And if you're inclined, after you give it a try, you can annihilate the ho
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Plutus
05:52
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The modern mythology of man is misunderstood over and over and over again
The blightful bureaucracy, deceitful disharmony
They make up our foundations. If we mine them then we risk a structural collapse
But we'll cross that bridge later if its even there
If you tell me to wait for you forever, you're still telling me what to do and that's on you
You can make up all these excuses but I will make up a million more to surround you
You can tear me apart but you'll never get to the core of what makes me tick. I'm keeping time and tabulation
You can scatter me to the winds but who really wins? It was all a trick and you bit. Hook, line and sinker
I came in on a wave. The tides have changed. The tithes you gave are mine to take. I make my break
So people gather around. Stick your heads in the ground while I escape and take that to the bank
It goes to show, a common shill can live rent free inside your mind and manipulate your free will
The ties that have bound you shut. You need scissors (61!) to make the cut
You need a whole fucking army but you find you are only one
If you hold up a mirror to my misconduct, you're gonna need a bigger mirror and thats on you
You can cross every 't' and dot every 'i' but if you read in between the lines you'll find its true
You were entirely disposable
The question is: to kill a god, do you even acknowledge the odds?
It's not like they've ever been any help before
Make a single fault and it was all for naught. You stood and fought and were consumed by my cavernous ego
Your subjects all worship me. They're splayed out at my feet just as I want
And what was your cause?
A life thats free of tyranny? You think you know whats best for all?
Well, alright then. Let's see
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4. |
Il Gran Vermo
03:07
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Just the tip of a teaspoon
Just a finger or two
Just a nibble. Why not? Just a little more... just a LITTLE more... just a little more....
They say "don't cry over spilled milk"? What idiots
I'm smashing gallons and grabbing and having hissy fits
I'm like a bull in a glass house, proverbial Smash Mouth and that's how you spit the sugar back out
Hey man, you gave it your best shot. Now it's time to digress
I feel you writhing around on the inside. Why don't you give it a rest?
You can't escape from my vacuous vacuum. There is no "S" on your chest
You're all mine. Resign and then die. Divide while I digest.
I have insatiable hunger. I have a craving for you.
I wanna make you feel what I feel, wanna force this folie et tout.
I'm gonna get ya. I'll grind ya and then I'll stretch ya into every sordid shape that I want. I'll never let ya have a semblance or a thought
You wanted in and now you're caught
Tell me, what more could you possibly want? Are you satisfied?
You took a bite then you came over to the other side
The teeth chatter but the membrane doesn't matter
Fat asses scattered like cadavers on a silver platter
Let's say we have us a banquet!!
I'm gonna laugh and be fat and I don't care if it hurts you
Whatever gets in my way I'm turning it into worm food
Go get a crowd, gather the whole town and move it to a valley of virtue
I've got agendas and I've got a clear path
I've got gasoline and I'm gonna burn through
A whole tub of tabasco, a heart burning like a pit of despair
"He says he's gonna bring about change"
But "Baby, I really don't care"
I'm gonna gobble you up. I'm gonna shit you back out.
Already moved to the next. You've been forgotten about.
I'm gonna do it forever until the whole of hells leveled and I don't stop, I'm not finished, I'm even eating the devil
Your meanings protein to me. You don't even register but means to eat
I'm suckling at the teat
I'll bleed the body dry because all I want is the meat
The butchery is beautiful. Come up and have a seat
Don't even try to deny it.
It doesn't matter if it kills you, if you like it you'll buy it
cause what if it makes you stronger?
So you line up like helpless lambs to the slaughter
Don't analyze your surroundings.
Just sign the dotted line and reside to be groundlings
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em
Accept the situation and merge with the maelstrom
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Dave Kline
03:44
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Dave Kline was ripped from his mother’s womb right before she went on stage
And gave the performance of her life, and thus, the path was paved
Dave Kline is a wild man
Dave Kline is a grimy freak
Dave Kline is the kind who will stay by your side
Who will be there when you’re feeling weak
Dave Kline swam the ocean blue
Dave Kline taught a bear to read
Dave Kline took the time to give sight to the blind before giving Dan the motivation he needs to get well
And do one-handed planks while simultaneously drinking vodka
Dave Kline was born with a heart too large and he didn’t know what to do
So he sectioned it off into pieces and made sure there was enough for all of you
Dave Kline is a tortured soul
Dave Kline is a lycanthrope
Dave Kline, so divine, yes, time after time he delivers a missive of hope
Dave Kline is a man of means
Dave Kline is a lightning bolt
He used his lycanthropy to his gain and got cast on Jeff Davis’ TV show Teen Wolf
Dave Kline is a beam of light
Dave Kline is a human being
Dave Kline is really probably Adam Goldberg with incredibly advanced nano machines
Dave Kline is an anomaly
Dave Kline is a metal beast
Dave Kline, you did fine just being that guy who provided us with a great sense of relief
And the strength to be strong and know all of our damages have been right there all along
They make us who we are and we all belong
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Oh, Hi
04:53
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It's not easy to breathe when your heads on the sink
Another day another reason to stay stuck on repeat
Medicated moderation, I'm just killing some time
I haven't got much to lose. Theres no value in mine
I've been swallowing pride to the point that I wretch
I've been holding it in now I'm steeped in the stench
There's a lot on my mind. I've been curing this itch
I've been falling back into my old habits again
Maybe I'm doomed to defeat the same demons forever
Maybe the more that I struggle, the worse that it gets
Maybe it doesn't even matter, we're just here for a moment
and I should really be more focused on following bliss
Whats the use of a wagon if its constantly breaking, sending shrapnel soaring violently into all our chests?
Whats the point of a compass if it never stops spinning?
Whats the point of a future if its full of regrets?
When I'm walking away from what I crave most
It's wreaking havoc on my mind and my self worth
Now you must suffer in silence in the same cage that we both ended up in
You're getting desperate for attention that I once gave you
You think I'll never get over the shame you forced me into
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Brick Layer
04:05
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Why must I move?
Why must I do anything?
What do I have to prove?
I have awful muscle memory
What if I try fail?
What happens when I lose everything?
Because I know it's coming and I can try to prevent it but it's going to happen anyway
And I keep thinking and thinking and thinking and doing little else
And I keep building up this wall of this wall of my excuses, yeah, any one'll help
I feel guilty in this garrison. I really don't know what I'm supposed to tell myself cause I'm not buying "all is well". Not anymore
This bastion I'm trapped in has no windows or doors
A milquetoast plot with no forethought
I took way too long tempering the sword
Now I'm left with apprehension. I don't have the tools I need
So many lessons left ignored
And I hope that I can scape by on what little I've acquired
And I will fill this place with dynamite, packed to the gills, then set it all on fire
All the time I've spent creating when really destroying everything is my real skill
With a world of endless options, am I exhibiting signs of my free will?
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8. |
Neighbors/Hearts
04:37
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Maybe I’m pushing away stability
Maybe I’m simply afraid of complacency
But I’ve one-upped my mind from playing tricks on me
From letting any disease get the best of me
I’ve got an argument for something different
I’ve got a grocery list of soul prescriptions
And its that four or five a day that keep me feeling great
And you’re not in the place to tell me there’s a better way
Now, I’m not wearing a mask to the masquerade
I’m baptizing myself in the first rain of spring
Screaming to the sky to counter the static from previous lives
And we learn from our devils and gods all the same
And I'm finally grasping the value of pain
But I still find it hard to conceive how the crowds can be so fucking lonely
I’m gonna disenfranchise this hold on me
We’re gonna smoke some weed and play Banjo-Kazooie
Cause there is nothing more inviting and free
And I must stop Apollo from swallowing me
I was a slave to my obligations,
To 9-to-5’s and fictional explications
I’d rather feel the words than dissect what they mean
For a useless, arbitrary consensus to be reached
If I keep making choices and you keep putting stock in them
My consequences will be your consequences and we’ll both collapse from the aftermath
And we’ll both pull the pin from the silo maps
And the philosophers are clever fools
And the moralists are the hypocrites
And the Darwinists give us great blueprints
But theres no method to why the fuck we exist
So give license to the traveling circus, fuck it all and just be
Don’t think, let your actions speak
And don’t blink, you might miss something
And just be
Then I’ll never be the same and I’ll never want for the same thing
The logic and emotion are in constant contradiction
This rightful juxtaposition of reason and feeling has got me orchestrating my own intervention
It’s the reason we write songs about songwriting
It’s the reason we give up before we start trying
It’s the reason you were living, the reason you were dying
It’s the reason you were laughing and the reason you were crying
Sometimes
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9. |
A Deep Spell of Lethargy
07:16
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Welcome aboard.
Leave your life at the door
Yours is over. Did you miss it?
Wheres your ticket?
Crawl into the loving arms of a tree
You can slumber
Let your troubles disappear
Sleep and surrender
The jengy jeng renders you useless
You are always welcome here
Paralyzed parallels
A cannibalized fairy tale
I'm still searching for mercy in that mirror
Watch it passes in bursts and in flashes
You can touch it but it will never be yours
It feels like a prison, this crocodile wisdom
We're no apex. We're just leaving a trail
It all traces back to that familiar path
we've been treading since we were all snails
Forget what you knew you were and come to the Cartooniverse
Let go of your mind.
Let madness prevail.
Think where you're drawing the lines
The bolder that they are, the less it changes in time
And dream when the moment is right
The colors you weave are best shown in the light
You see why we suffer and bleed?
We're constantly battling this deep spell of lethargy
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Eric Bennett Wyandotte, Michigan
I write songs that make middle-aged to elderly people cry.
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