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Old Bones Make New Blooms

Trial & Error Records
(2011)
1. Homesick
2. D.W.T.S.
3. Same Old Story
4. Europe
5. Death Traders

Credits

Vocals - Sam Crocker
Guitars - Kris Bosman
Bass - Joshua Moffitt
Drums - Israel McDean

 

Music written by Antagonist A.D.
Lyrics written by Sam Crocker
Recorded and mixed by Nathan Sowter
Drums/Bass @ The Porch w/ assistance from Regan McKinnon
Guitar/Vocals at Red Dog Studios w/ assistance from Tyson
Mastered by Evan Short
Artwork by Dark Mark @ Sacred Tattoo
Layout by Sam Crocker

1. Homesick

 

No home for the homesick

No home for the homesick

No home for the homesick

No home

No home

No home for the homesick

No home

No home

 

Machinery is not complete

No more sparks

No more heat

Rotting with the dead trees

Cash flow spike

With no bodies to freeze

 

Wheels that spin

Factory cogs are no more true

Only rusted

Only broken

Only few

Stained stainless steel

No longer reflects

No self

No home

Just a place I left

 

No home

No home

2. D.W.T.S.

 

Now you’re broken

And now you’re through

Back against the wall

 

Who the fuck are you trying to kid?

What the fuck are you trying to prove?

Your hollow chest

Those blank eyes

Friend I can see through you now

 

Well I admit I tend to lose my way

But you know I always find my way back home

 

And when I look

Into that mirror

I still know who I am

(Even though I don’t

Always trust the face

On the other side)

 

Please believe me when I say that

I’ve been trying to

Retrace the steps in my mind

Keep searching

Keep trying to rationalise

 

You had the dreams

You had the heart

When did you let this fall apart?

You had the dreams

You had the heart

When did you let this go?

 

Now

I admit I’ve lost my way

I admit I’ve been led astray

 

So what is your excuse?

 

And now you’re broken

And now you’re through

Back against the wall

 

Who the fuck are you trying to kid?

What the fuck are you trying to prove?

Your hollow chest

Those blank eyes

This was never you

3. Same Old Story

 

Keep talking that same old shit

Keep talking that same old, same old

Keep talking that same old shit

We pray you will never get over it

 

Keep talking that same old shit

Keep talking that same old, same old

Keep talking that same old shit

We pray you will never get over it

 

I look around and see

Only weak and awkward

Those foals

These prey

Struggling to stand on their own feet

 

And we the predators

We don't fucking eat

We don't fucking drink

From the well we dug

And the crops we seed

 

The maimed and ailing drink our wealth

No trophy fucks

No reprieve from this hell

Burning passion and sincere intention

Now we too must suffer?

 

We dragged

We dug

We fucking forged

This is nothing I wanted

Nothing worth fighting for

 

‘take the crown…it will weigh you down’

 

This roof will rust

This floor will sink

Praise defeat

Just praise defeat

 

Their bridges buckled

Their tongues are dry

Praise defeat

You just praise defeat

 

We are so fucking hungry

We are so unfed

Praise defeat

You just praise defeat

You just praise defeat

 

Keep talking that same old shit

Keep talking that same old, same old

Keep talking that same old shit

We pray you will never get over it

 

One day this will all be yours

Infertile land and crumbling walls

 

4. Europe

 

Ask me why I endure

Ask me why I try

When the storm is never settled

And the tide is never right?

 

‘A weight holds me down

As I cross an endless plain

One wish for air in my lungs

And for blood to flow

Through my veins’

 

See the fear in my eyes

Turn to fire

24 years of nothing

Today’s my day for something

 

Watch me glow as I explode

A time bomb you’d never know

With a lust for blood

That I can’t describe

I see a closed world

Through open eyes

 

While I lie in pieces

Throughout this cities trenches

I fear this cold has sunken in too deep

 

Tired and sick of

Being sick and tired

I fear this cold has sunken in too deep

 

‘A weight holds me down

As I cross an endless plain

A search for faceless faces

A breath of hate to renew my flame’

 

Ask me why I endure

Ask me why I try

Because I’d rather live

Because I’d rather live

And die a failure in your eyes


 

5. Death Traders

 

Lifetimes spent building cages and walls

Overcast buildings and concrete beaches

We sold ourselves out

 

No integrity

No social values

No one cares

Self-indulgent

Smoke filled cities

 

Five years on it’s still the same

Nothing’s healed

Nothing’s fucking changed

Mistakes made

And lessons learned

In the end

It’s us who burn

In the end

In the fucking end

 

Nothing’s healed

Nothing’s changed

No care for difference

No care for change

 

Red lights signal the impulse to self-destruction

 

You sing these words

But you’ll never fucking know

You sing these fucking words

But you’ll never fucking know

Apathetic ignorant destruction

Destruction

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