A word, a dare, a palm
To hold me down,
Disintegrate under your thumb.
And I feel like my wings won't take me far
Enough to save myself.
Stay muffled, face down, calm.
Breathe in now—
Mind, heart, caught in the fray,
Reaching the apex, find your way
Through the deceit, love is a crime.
Manipulate this one more time.
Breathe out now—
Mind, heart, caught in the fray.
It doesn't matter what they say,
'Cause Truth, there's only One:
It's what you taste with your own tongue.
Boy, you play a mean game.
I can do just the same.
And I feel like a creep you keep for kicks,
A sacrificial lamb.
Maybe it's time to bury the man.
Kill with kindness,
Kill with pleasure,
Kill with fire.
If I never break out,
If I never get through,
Burn it all and make do—
(Broke Out Broke Out Broke Out. . .)
Running out of options,
Thrown against a brick wall,
You can see your own fall—
There has to be a way for me
To stop what's coming true.
Predetermined release,
Holding nothing at bay.
Well, there's only one way—
The road is red, it's paved with the
Remains of me and you.
A stellar cast of artists put their own shadowy spins on recent Bestial Mouths material—toward the goth club floor or into pure noise. Bandcamp New & Notable May 11, 2021