1. |
Sew It Shut
03:42
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(1, 2, 3, 4)
Never thought I’d let you leave so easy
Running through my hands like sands of
Ancient history
Left feeling unclean
Another future it would seem
But you’ll grind the world to dust
With how much you’re missin’ me
Sleep on the floor until you can’t see me
As I revel and I ravel invisibility
As I learn what pain to take kindly
Watch you blind me
I’m one track minded
Alone again and again and again
Running round as the record spins
Catching thread in between your lips
Sew it shut before your secrets slip
Don’t you find the end of all so lonely?
Peer through the cracks
To find myself lacking
Never thought I’d be so far back in it
I’ll watch you packing
You’ve got a knack for it
Alone again and again and again
Running round as the record spins
Catching thread in between your lips
Sew it shut before your secrets slip
Will I make it through tonight?
Always ready for another fight
I’ll be your Dylan Thomas
You’ll be my setting sun
What should your soldier do
Now that the battle’s won?
Alone again and again and again
Running round as the record spins
Catching thread in between your lips
Sew it shut before you start to slip
Again again and again and again (hey hey)
Again again and again and again (hey hey)
Again again and again and again (hey hey)
Again again and again and again (hey hey)
Again again and again and again and again
And again and again and again and again
And again
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2. |
End Of The World
02:15
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From 16 to the grave she said
As if I could ever forget
I’m in the bloodless aftermath
Looking at an end coming way too fast
And the end of the world I know
Is in my mourning and memorials
I don’t want to grow up anymore
Live out my days lying on your floor
Live out my days lying on your floor
Live out my days lying on your floor
From 18 to eternity
Memento mori touched
I watch as black comes in every head rush
A little death thats just way too much
And the end of the world I know
Is in my mourning and memorials
I don’t want to grow up anymore
Live out my days lying on your floor
Live out my days lying on your floor
Live out my days lying on your floor
Looking for redemption or reinvention
In my sense of eternal adolescence
A prescient calling or damnations claiming?
Either way you know big things are coming
And the end of the world I know
Is in my mourning and memorials
I don’t want to grow up anymore
Live out my days lying on your floor
Live out my days lying on your floor
Live out my days lying on your floor
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3. |
Boa Constrictor
02:53
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Craving grand delusions
and a hand I'll never lose
Am I looking for the meaning
In a faulty metaphor?
But I'm working hard to find
A time, a place, a different rhyme
A different way to catch your eye
Besides falling in line
Am I out of this world
Or just not meant for it?
Looking for the answers
To the questions I can’t know
Let me live to regret it
Turn all my dreams to resentment
I fell in love
With a bad idea
Get it right the first time
Or you don’t get it at all
Am I placing made up meaning
On a faulty metaphor?
I need this to matter
More than it should have had to
My mistakes forever stain you
Make them something new
Am I out of this world
Or just not meant for it?
Looking for the answers
To the questions I can’t know
Let me live to regret it
Turn all my dreams to resentment
I fell in love
With a bad idea
Even right between
Nightmare fantasies
And fetishized mediocrity
I’m the best you’ve ever seen
Predestined child prodigy
The last day came
Too fast for me
Am I out of this world
Or just not meant for it?
Looking for the answers
To the questions I can’t know
Let me live to regret it
Turn all my dreams to resentment
I fell in love
With a bad idea
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4. |
Palm 2 Palm
02:49
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If palm to palm is holy palmer’s kiss
Then what the ever loving fuck is this
I’m always the saint and the addict
Devotion’s a drug that drives you mad
It has a better rap than high
I want you
I want you
What faith I had fell apart in your fingers
As you buried them in the dirt
Oh that I had wings
Was a feathered thing like hope
So that you would tie me down
Nothing so comforting as the ground
I want you
I want you
Even after you chose to shoot
Laying me among the roots
I want you I want you
We were wrong from the start
Torn apart until I could not recognize you
Stars never spoke any prophecy
Offerings went over heads oh ringing untrue
I want you
I want you
Even after you chose to shoot
I want you
I want
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5. |
Soot
03:49
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I miss a home that I lost
In the smoke n soot of fires I began
You pulled me from the ash
Like your own hand-built Phoenix
I found my home but was forced to leave it
Yet again after all we’ve done
I’m fleeing far
From where I once belonged
Why would I stay here alone?
Drive these streets you used to run
Your shadow sits so pretty shotgun
What home could I miss without you?
Without you woah oh oh oh oh
Without you woah oh oh oh oh
W’oh w’oh w’oh w’oh
Woah oh oh oh oh
I talk a big game about living
For someone who’s life story
Revolves around my room
Building mausoleums
For girls in the ground
We were water metaphors
Beating you over the head
Until we drowned
In our own blood
Carry sound and secrets even better
The farther down we get
Yet again after all we’ve done
I’m fleeing far
from where I once belonged
Why would I stay here alone?
Drive these streets you used to run
See your shadow sitting pretty shotgun
What home could I miss without you?
Without you woah oh oh oh oh
Without you woah oh oh oh oh
W’oh w’oh w’oh w’oh
Woah oh oh oh oh
I get lost in this town of plasticine gossamer
A mental map I have no more use for
Waiting for first contact
And your bright eyes to light up the black
But you’re too far to understand
Where and when that seam well it starts to rend
Just me and the wheel beneath my hand
I can’t wait to really see you again
Why would I stay here alone?
Drive these streets you used to run
Your shadow sits so pretty shotgun
But there’s nothing to miss here without you
Why would I stay here alone?
drive these streets you used to run
See your shadow sitting pretty shotgun
What home could I miss without you?
Without you woah oh oh oh oh
Without you woah oh oh oh oh
W’oh w’oh w’oh w’oh
Woah oh oh oh oh
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6. |
New Years
04:22
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The winter constellations are cold comfort for
Another year spent alone
Invisible fireworks make me imagine
Orion calling me home
A shout from too far to hear
Or something never meant to be
Understood in the first place
Oblivious above all here at the end
The fluttering in the distance comes much faster than
The words you tried to tell me
I’m more familiar with
My own slow dance
My celestial companions
Showing me the steps
No rhyme no rhythm
Just a cheek pressed into my own hand
I’ll hold myself as I turn toward the light
Overdose on my own feelings
I spent too much money on you
So I could become somebody
I’ve always wanted to be
She can wait for you forever
She drowns in electronic loops
Instead of drowning in thought’s wide seas
Death never scared me before
It was more predictable
Than any other fated future
I don’t know when
My companion turned so bitter
Maybe she realized
I’ve always been someone
Unlovable by nature
No boundaries no barriers
I am a dam broken
Coming to kill your entire town
So revel at the end
With your danse macabre
I just want to see
The fireworks one more time
Before I finish the job
If love is war then I am its patron god
Constantly being ripped to pieces
By the only thing that ever mattered to me
So inhale your ether
Ready to be put under my spell
The ringing is harsher in your ears
Than the bomb
Bringing you to my table
I want to burn brighter and faster than you’ve ever seen
I want you to love my light only to lose it at the end of me I want you to sit alone and watch me explode
Again again and again and again
I will be empty at the end
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7. |
To/From
03:52
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(Woo! 1234)
5 to 9
9 to 5
You’re both screaming
As we pass by highway signs
My kick drum heart in my ears
Making up for tears and lost years
Today on 680 North
Stealing lines and good times
From a life I don’t recognize
Even keeled kicks and wildfire bells
I want you all to myself
Backseat lovers made ashy grey
You’re the one thing I want today
Even keeled kicks and wildfire bells
I want you all to myself
Backseat lovers made ashy grey
You’re the one thing I want today
Where have I been?
Hitting my stride
High-speed limits
And a bright sky wide
Passing bridges in mountain towns
Maybe getting older is ok for now
Today on 680 South
Hi-hat heavy make-out pacts
Made whole again living to the max
Even keeled kicks and wildfire bells
I want you all to myself
Backseat lovers made ashy grey
You’re the one thing I want today
Even keeled kicks and wildfire bells
I want you all to myself
Backseat lovers made ashy grey
You’re the one thing I want today
And you’re the last
Bastion
Of high-octane local pop-punk
You know I’ve
Fashioned
My world around my brightest sun
We’ll move toward the light
’Till our redos redone
And build a new world
Out of all this
Forgotten junk
Even keeled kicks and wildfire bells
I want you all to myself
Backseat lovers made ashy grey
You’re the one thing I want today
Even keeled kicks and wildfire bells
I want you all to myself
Backseat lovers made ashy grey
You’re the one thing I want today
Even keeled kicks and wildfire bells
I want you all to myself
Backseat lovers made ashy grey
You’re the one thing I want today
Even keeled kicks and wildfire bells
I want you all to myself
Backseat lovers made ashy grey
You’re the one thing I want today
Even keeled kicks and wildfire bells
I want you all to myself
Backseat lovers made ashy grey
You’re the one thing I want today
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Synpathetic Oakland, California
Synpathetic is a ragtag band of merry friends who make experimental pop punk music. (Think Fall Out Boy meets Florence + The
Machine) Born in Oakland, California out of Bella Choy and Murph Elyria's need to write together, the band now operates as a 5-piece who collaborate to tell you the stories you didn't know you needed.
They plan to go on a tour of the western U.S. this July.
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