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Garbage Juice
03:59
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And I feel myself falling,
A piece of me has slipped out.
But I feel at home drowning,
Something I can’t live without.
Lady bug won’t land on me.
Paradise just a parasite to me.
Wow I thought I swallowed up the ocean,
But it was just a sip of the apocalypse.
Ocean of ghosts,
wandering the coast
Dare I say that I’m a man now,
Stricken by this rot identify me if you can now.
All of this is but an instant of your life
Now come on and find out what you’re made of
Full body shiver takes me away
Full collapse
Surrender to dreams in my head
Full collapse, surrender now
Says the rationalist, the high we strive for
God in the headlights, a series of hallways
Your life on repeat, cough up a smile
Why won’t you look me in the eyes?
Why won’t you look me in the eyes then bitch?
Wow, thought I swallowed ocean,
Just a sippy sip of the apocalypse
What a way to blindside my insides
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Morbid Mortgage
05:08
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Frame the instant for me to entangle each other in.
Silence.
These ideas of misfortune can’t be stopped.
Silence now.
These ideas of misfortune, they can’t be stopped.
Crawl away to lick your wounds
A certain momentum to the moment,
Once upon a time we had our way with ourselves.
The scarlet catharsis made me cut inside, I see the wires.
Virus distorts my eyes
Watch out, break out
Skin drift
Sunshine made me freak out without an instance.
Let’s go, we’re done.
Crawl away to lick your wounds.
It’s okay, cry now my darling.
Entangled within this lie.
You made your bed now sleep in it tonight.
Watch out, break out
Skin drift
Sunshine made me freak out
Meaning lost in transit
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Cursing the constructs,
Where are the makers?
Dictated by forces unseen
I bounce inside the lines endlessly
It’s all in my head,
These fleeting glimpses.
Then it feels like a knife on the inside
I can feel all the wires around me closing in
I know you, you know me
I see you, you see me
Now you’re this thing beside me I just can’t quite deny
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The intention arose,
I could almost get my fingernails beneath the sensation,
A long forgotten sense of elation,
Just need to break this glass...
Finally distress, finally
I’m scared of what I might do to myself.
Let’s learn, let’s lean on this
I’m hearing that song again,
Feelings of longing and,
I’m making a mess of myself baby
Overdose on your favorite addiction.
So close to home, my asphyxiation
Knowing cold shoulders,
An awkward angle on a moment. Hold it.
The tart taste of the tube feeding me.
I’m calming down.
The machine hum numbing me to sleep,
I’m shutting down
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5. |
Womb
04:39
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Bat
03:17
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In a dream I was wearing your skin
Something you said stuck with me,
I'm torn away from myself.
It hurts seeing you starved of reprieve.
Can't collect myself off of the floor without tripping into this conflicting phenomenon.
Lies had seemed so safe.
Wearing your skin(dancing with it until the night beats down)
Spewing from your broken lips,
you're rolling down the road asleep.
Awaken somethings out of line.
This isn't it for me, what about the page we left blank?
It isn't enough to see the horizon empty?
We swing back and forth for what?
Wearing your skin,
like the way it fits.
Reoccurring dreamscape
Wake me up when dawn breaks
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Bombed
04:17
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I'm attacked, the panic ascending.
Ambition begins bending.
Quality time within the walls of a fortress crumbling,
drowning in the puddle so shallow it's humbling,
I'm sitting in on another day breaking.
Before it all comes down we catch our breath
I arrive at the moment clenching.
Scale the towers walls lamenting
Poetry in moments we take for granted,
the seams of meaning frayed,
I hear this phantom chanting:
It's not the road, but rather the ride
It's not the skin, but rather the hide
Loose myself constantly in the beauty of it all,
loose yourself in the beauty of it all
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Water Waiter
04:44
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Feed your fire to burn the sky.
Choke down anything, their eyes.
Composure like wet paper,
edges of ice
Scenes of isolation, sensation distorts
God in the headlights,
series of hallways,
life on repeat
Children will cry, lizards roll their eyes back,
see red
Causality is our casualty
Breathing it seems, for the first time
Steady it breaks and we smile
Covered again by the shards of it,
Baby it's perfect and I can't look away
Scrape against the core.
Easy on the eyes, fatal to my soul.
Put me down,
Pull me down.
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Juan Bond New York, New York
Juan Bond is a Brooklyn-based weirdo metal band. Talk to us: juanbondband@gmail.com
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