The Self​-​Titled Horse EP

by Omnitrigger

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released 17 August 2012

Vocals: Johnny 'Boom Boom' Taylor
Guitar: Matthew 'Gravey' Graves
Bass: Cassidy Nee
Drums: Jake Kirkman

Recorded by: Ryan Mach and Matthew Graves at Chug-a-Lug Haus
Mixed by: Ryan Mach at DolceForte
Mastered by: Bob Weston at Chicago Mastering Service
Cover Art by: Kyle Parr

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Track Name: 100 Years Of Hermitage
I am the earth's last man!

Tears upright in bed
and every poison said
got buried in your head

we'll both dies if it spreads
well I hope you don't mind
it happens each and every time
but it's not like I try

Knives turn and rats raven down their bane
I never meant to feel this way
but life gets so complicated
when it happens I feel weightless

Say what you want I don't need to be lectured
do what you must I don't need your affection
I'd still be a danger to you even if I said
every last thing that you want me to say

It could take a hundred years
I'll be back in better times
and in a better state of mind

you can cry until it bleeds
the occasion that it breeds
comes from failing to believe
this world is worth saving

Tears dry and rats raven don their bane
I never meant to feel this way
but life gets so complicated

when it happens I feel weightless

Say what you want I don't need to be lectured
do what you must I don't need your affection
I'd still be a danger to you even if I said
every last thing that you want me to say

Say what you want I don't need to be lectured
do what you must I don't need your affection
I'd still be a danger to you even if I said
every last thing that you want

No matter what you do
no matter what you say
I'll just keep runnin' til I'm locked away

anything you do and anything you say
can't change that you're better off in any other place
Track Name: The Fucks At The Mall
Lies! And tales! and sighs! And banal paradise
And skies, no fires, just cold grey twilight
live, to rise, to die, like prisoners of life

Useless simple resolutions
there's no pain free contribution

You must stake a claim someday
I don't care what you fuckin' say! no

Unless you suffer nothing really happens, you must risk something
If I could I'd cut us open, gashes, gashes is what we need
to feel, to know, to die, nothing, nothing's ever free

There is, no now, or here it's always passing
Gone, it fights, tomorrow, I see something
else, besides, the crimes, and fear of laws and signs

passion, revolt, liberty,
everything must cost something

pass life off as something new
we can live without that too

I'll just go buy anything I want to, cause we all die in debt
I'll just kill anything I want to, cause we all die in debt
to feel, to know, to die, nothing, nothing ever ends

Let me tell ya something son, if you're going to do life make sure to do it right, make sure to suck it all in baby, make sure to fill your lungs with it
Society? Yeah, that too. What kind of society is that? You can read your poetry and turn off your water, but you're breathing that too man. Feel it in the air.
And that's it, it's the air. Culture. There is no high or low. No man or woman. There is nothing that truly separates you from the tepid masses.
you want to chuck it out but I swear to you it's the oxygen we breathe
and we breathe it in at eight dollars an hour, ten dollars an hour,
we breathe it and you want to put a torch to it all
you wanna tell that to the FUCKS at the MALL?
are you going to say THAT to the FUCKS at the MALL?

someday you'll be choking
from the flames and smoke and
all the high and low brow
all bleeds into one now

it takes a lot of effort
just to take a breath but
I think I could love it
I think I could love it
Track Name: Lee, I Appreciate Your Willingness To Get Involved
I got your culture right here!
Confined to little rooms!
Raw goods and bureaucrats!
You can't pull that from the ground.

No wonder everything where your from
is fallen down
inert and deathly silent now

It's just scattered fires!
And peeping toms!

And they can't see you passing slowly through
the riots screaming crowds!

There are bodies stacked!

It wont give you anything you need
it just looks like rubble to me!

If you want to go you're free to leave
but hey it just looks like rubble to me!

Heart attacks and amputees
are never far away

Nor are the filth and fame
all those things you wanted for me

And maybe if we both picked out the
best debris our lives would both work out

You'll never find a thing!
You'll never know what it means!

And you swear it's beautiful but to me
it just looks like things falling down

There are bodies stacked

It wont give you anything you need
it just looks like rubble to me!

If you want to go you're free to leave
but hey it just looks like rubble to me!

And it's slowly ending
and with every second passing by,
it just looks more and more like
just things falling down

It wont give you anything you need
it just looks like rubble to me!

If you want to go you're free to leave
but hey it just looks like rubble to me!

Fuck!
Track Name: A Mercenary Drudge
Where was it written down
that I should ask for more?

And run from everything
and never ask what for?

Why am I terrified
when I should feel secure?

When all I want to know
just want to know is:

Every answer every meaning
turning over in the aether

Running into lack of reason
I feel life's wasted!

And if I'm giving up control,
I think I really ought to know,

My life's not wasted! Wasted!

And I still can't say I'm not afraid
to die cause I'm not sure,
Is it possible we've simply
just been seduced by the lure,

And that this world is not a vast
and empty sewer?

I'll pay you anything just tell me
what's the cost?

How can I wager if I don't know
what I've lost?

And when I think about it,
it becomes so slow,

When all I wanna know
just wanna know is:
every answer every meaning
turning over, in the aether
running into lack of meaning.
I feel life's wasted.

And if I'm giving up control,
I think I really ought to know,
my life's not wasted, wasted, no!

And I still can't say I'm not afraid
to die cause I'm not sure,
If there's an answer here
or is it only something we endure.

I still don't understand how
you can feel secure!

There's only one thing that I really want to know:

How do you know you're alive? How do you know you're alive? How do you know that?

I don't feel alive, I might be alive, how do you know that?

How do you know you're alive? How do you know you're alive? how do you know that?

I might be alive, I don't feel alive, how do you know that?

How do you know you're alive? How do you know you're alive? How do you know that?
Track Name: The Unbounded Advantages Of Disgrace
Well I guess you can say the well has finally run dry!
Ideas and good intentions wont help you get by.
When you find yourself faced with an illness you can't stop,
I've examined the matter at length and I know just how topull it off.

I think it's high time we turned to face the things from which we run,
and look back and shudder at what we've done,
we move one chamber ahead with every shot,
maybe one day we'll learn to embrace the things we haven't got.

And every night I rattle 'round,
in a jar that I have found,
and the thoughts echo like thunder
but they're never getting out.

And I see outside the sound,
and in every sparkling gown,
is there a difference between
who I want to be or wanna know?

And every voice is a voice I've heard at least once before,
but nothing gets in or out through the stained glass floor,
fair and unfair are just delusions like good and bad,
how many of you think you can control the weather as I have?

As it turns out once you're out, you're out for good,
and why some try to claw back I've never understood,
while success is sweet it can't compare to the freedom of true disgrace.
To set fire to obligation, to stare down each frightened face.

And every night I rattle 'round,
in a jar that I have found,
and the thoughts echo like thunder
but they're never getting out.

And I see outside the sound,
and in every sparkling gown,
is there a difference between
who I want to be or wanna know?

We check in but don't check out!
I wanna live inside you now!
I want to make myself unbound from
what I've wrapped myself around!

I wanna look like I feel,
I wanna feel like you look,
I wanna look like I feel,
I wanna feel like you look.

One day when I'm free,
I'll say I'm sorry,
for everything that I've done.

There's no place for that,
we're all diplomats,
and there are codes to uphold.

In some time and place,
when we embrace disgrace,
I'll be sure to let you know!

Yeah!