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Spectre
08:46
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Spectre
In my room, my arms are bruised
And I am sorry
Inhale the fumes and your eyes
Will roll back in time
Could you still find…
Sometimes, I lie for awhile
I’m useless without you
In the pale artery
The walls are caving in.
Reaching for the ashtray
I’m climbing in to sleep
I wrote the scripture on my arms
But revelations came too late.
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Portrait of Pieces
06:39
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Portrait of Pieces
Cold hands, it’s a struggle to engage
The conversation is growing strained
I look around
My eyes are cauterized
I've got no open wounds
I'm in love with no one in particular
PC Sleep deprived,
you’re a fragment
A fractured silhouette
Obsessed with time
Porcelain looking lips of a
Smile like a knife
Cuts me like you always do
So why do I stay
Felt the pulse of a finger, so delicate and frail
Caught the ivory of the mind
Projected thoughts on your face
An effigy for sympathy
Well,
I - I - I . . .
PC I don’t want to be like
All my friends they’re laughing
At my consternation
I don’t know
Caught me in a lie,
what can I say
It's only a lie to you
So why do I stay
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3. |
I'd Rather Not Know
05:52
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I'd Rather Not Know
Confused her for an ideation of affection
Sentry of the pitiful
You’re aroused by the malaprops
Well you adore the absentee, the married shadow
Silence between
Someone you hate you want to lose
Looking by you'd lose your chance
But you can't wait for it
On the other hand I should know
On the other side I would say
I'd rather not know
You're paralyzed by fear, a momentary lapse in reason
Letting go for reasons lost on me
Catatonia in the bedroom
But you can't remember
The things you said last night
So now you’ll have to learn To lose
Looking by you'd lose your chance
But you can't wait for it
On the other hand I should know
On the side I would say
I'd rather not know
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Doom in Bloom
05:01
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Doom in Bloom
Pulled apart the pieces of memory
Hoping to feel how you once felt
Interlocked our fingers wishing for more
But this is all there is
You would say I’m a fool
For thinking otherwise
But I won’t die with
A line of spines
All echoing
you.
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5. |
The Worst Guy Ever Made
12:21
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By Brian R. Strauss
The Worst Guy Ever Made
I feel so nervous all the time
My hearts become a withered wound
Calloused, abused, and morose now
Hid yourself between the eyes of
Anyone who would have you
Kissing your reflection, a bruise on your ego
Its new to you, a bitter disappointment
Arms outstretched, looking for someone
Spending time, always alone
Watching the folds of flesh imprint
the days of your living
Carved out a story for evenings spent underneath moonlight
Blanket of fog and
A dull hum emanates from the room where you'll lay solitary,
impulse control has failed
Kissed every bottle you met like it
would be the last time.
A bitter disappointment.
Take your arms, close them around me
Told yourself, somehow you'd change
The moment is gone now we're
Missed every birthday, for parties
Surrounded by strangers
Took to the hubris of time scrubbing
Memory clean
Woke every morning to someone who
Wasn't quite there
Kissed on the lips of strangers
Hoping for someone, always disappointed
Weightlessly drifting away, from you
You're so much, better than this, she'd say to me
You always viewed life through a looking glass,
or maybe just a glencairn
While you were dreaming you realized
They've been gone now, all of them for some time and
Your canvas was time, but now the glass is empty
And your body begins to fail
Now comes the time where the feeling of hope is gone, a bitter disappointment
I'm still here, hoping for something more
Constantly trying to capture,
The moment that's gone now we’re
Somehow in your mind, you thought you'd change
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Of Ennui Chula Vista, California
Indigo Machado: Drums
Christian Cate: Guitar
Brian Strauss: Vocals // Guitar
Shoegaze // Doom
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