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Lookalike Wannabe
02:31
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I'm forever zoned perpetually permastoned
Overblown and overgrown and waiting to be overthrown
Don't want to be labeled but crave some sense of belonging
My indifference left me no different but now I heard it calling.
Coughing coughing coughing all my way to my coffin
These cycles turn to often and I see that death's been stalking me.
All I need to hear is some sincere apology.
The cancer in my lungs has now become a part of me.
From parallels of different hells I dwell on my level
Flipping scripts from the crypt I sell myself as the devil
Lil peep lookalike popping molly at the metal show
Wicca Phase wannabe with the word play but without the flow.
I'm the reason I am miserable
Beyond whatever I can't control
In between extremes that make me whole
I lack all motivation and long term goals,
It's cool just brush it off
Speak in sly tongues and dry coughs
No one knows me I'll lonesomely scoff
Just let it dissipate and watch me fuck off
Pull it back together just to fall apart
Garbage art from a garbage heart,
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Coin Operated Yes Man
03:41
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I gotta feeling that you don’t wanna know
The resentment of this sentiment and how that kinda hate grows
I hide it when I can but somehow it always shows.
God forbid I stop feeling morbid
Can’t mutter a stutter so I spent another night in
It’s closing in. Don’t absolve me of my sins.
It won’t but it might get better.
If I’m waiting to forget I’ll be waiting forever.
Professional past dweller.
Yeah baby I’m a fucking wreck
But there’s beauty in this mess.
Like there’s life after death,
With its strife and the stress
I’m the void and the smoke in my cold vacant chest.
The sun rises as it sets right?
You know I just wanna talk
I don’t wanna fuck or fight.
I don’t wanna be your sex toy
Coin operated yes man, rather beta boy
Feigned smiles stick around for a while
Shoot the shit ignore what we need to reconcile,
Fashion statement and a death wish in a soldout style.
Leave before I’m left then I act like I’m clever
All the while pretend it’s none for the better
Professional past dweller.
Yeah baby I’m a fucking wreck
But there’s beauty in this mess.
Like there’s life after death,
With its strife and the stress
I’m the void and the smoke in my cold vacant chest.
The sun rises as it sets right?
You know I just wanna talk
I don’ wanna fuck or fight.
I don’t wanna be your sex toy
I’m well aware I’m the change I wanna see
Hopelessness holds me back so I just let it be.
For someone that I’ll always want I’m not the one they’ll ever need.
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Spaceshow New Lenox, Illinois
These songs are the result of writing and recording music in my bedroom for the last few years. In other words; it's free
for a reason.
If you want to talk or chords to a song send me an email!
mattjpollock2@gmail.com
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