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mossbrain Ha, unexpectedly good, sensitive singer unleashes the inner demon. Play the first two tracks for your mom. Favorite track: Beautiful & Polluted (Puget Sound).
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1.
Falling for you again and again With nothing to break my fall Except my body from when you last Killed me off And the color scheme stays the same The blood I'm bleeding is always red No matter what i give you You're never fed Gut you like a fish, string your innards out To make sure you hearts beating without a doubt How can I keep breaking ice That just keeps freezing over in hell Can't believe what you say to me Your words are sharp, doesn't your tongue bleed? I can finally smell the roses you gave Sweet scent of them doused in gasoline Are you thinkin' of me like I'm thinkin' of you I know that's not the truth but I can't help but lie to myself You're a punk rock opera, and I just realized how shitty you sound Can't salvage a shipwreck that keeps sinking I hope you drown Don't fire until you see the whites of their eyes The whites of your smile was the flash that left me blind Buried me alive With the thoughts and feelings of the Catcher in the Rye Can't believe what you say to me Your words are sharp, doesn't your tongue bleed? I can finally smell the roses you gave Sweet scent of them doused in gasoline Are you thinkin' of me like I'm thinkin' of you I know that's not the truth but I can't help but lie to myself And I went down to the rock To see the remains of you drown The floating bits and pieces I couldn't be more astound What's nothing after burned up Into bits and pieces right now Let the tide take it away And hope to turn it around What's dead and gone can replenish it's life in a moment of time I just hope there's enough for you and I to make it out alive
2.
Crash and burn, live and learn Don't look back or you'll make the wrong turn And the snapping of the bones and splatter on cement What's left of your hair's been dyed red You're bleeding from your scalp You'll need stitches on your face From the punches on the wall that you took with utmost grace Inside your broken cage The steering wheel's impaled In your chest and I wish you the very best Panic shoots up through my veins With every plunge of your claws into my skin Their more like rusty nails But how could I complain When I've longed for your touch day after day You're a parasite drilling through my brain Eating grey matter with no restraint Devouring my thoughts and slinking down to my chest Ripping open my stomach and pouring out the rest You're coughing up blood At an incredibly fast rate You wish you could hold it in but it belongs pouring out In-between the cracks of the broken concrete And your smashed in-teeth is the biggest smile I've ever seen I could call 9-1-1 But that means you'd get help Where were the paramedics when I was dying by myself It's much more fun To watch you drown In your own blood as it cascades out your mouth
3.
I see a familiar face Another chance to have some grace New opportunity, new dawn With as many shades as the setting sun Dead soldiers in my squad Died before they reached the warfront Broken bonds, irreplaceable Austere as a bleached cyclone As the ivy grows, covering everything we know with poison The confusions never lacking, always leaving without packing The rain comes the rain goes I'm still standing here all alone Your mascaras running with time Faster as you insert the knife Stuck in reality that'll fade in time Numbing dullness seeping in tonight Throwing ourselves into decay To combat the war on adolescent pain Looking at people I used to know Wondering how they became ghosts Growing older in skin that seems to be shrinking When the stitches start popping Your still in your dress that you haven't changed Since it was splattered with Kennedy's brains Bleeding out wine and my flesh is bread The savior who couldn't save himself Because you like that style, you like it real You like it rough because you don't know how to feel The rain comes the rain goes I'm still standing here all alone Your mascaras running with time Faster as you insert the knife Stuck in reality that'll fade in time Numbing dullness seeping in tonight From the venomous retrospect surging again And I'm still here
4.
Shit Season 02:05
It's the same shitty season over again 12 months of hell and every single one of them is you in the end I want a change of scenery Let's build it together and get the fuck out of this town forever Kiss the cosmetic trees goodbye and try not to uproot what's supposed to be alive And leave without a trace to the residents No hugs exchanged because I wouldn't want to touch anything in this state Might just burn up into flames from the suns rays Don't you come back home Don't you come back to me I tell myself and make it a decree One that's surely going to break off And erode in the rain Rusting like the sword in the stone going nowhere with the pain And the numbing label that misleads the pain Not taking enough to drive myself insane Stuck without a plane High in midair Looking for the next flight to take me anywhere It's not the sunshine state of mind But the never ending light that kills me inside Symmetrical against the night skyline Perfect with the glowing neon and I wondered how I deserved this Because all it takes is a little push, wind, or gravity And you'll be splattered on the concrete Come at me come at me in disguise I couldn't tell the truth from the lies

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released August 21, 2015

Music, album cover, recording, lyrics by Adam Mirakar

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