Recessive Lyrics
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Album | Gaslit Dystopia(2020) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Deathcore, Metalcore |
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9. Recessive (6:08)
Lyrics by Mike Dupree and Faith In Ruin
Kill it now before it spreads
That's what it's always screaming
Ease into the jaws of the beast
Drowning men seldom die alone
Ahab scratching at the back of my teeth
Another port of call
Another squall to bereave
I must be pretty down to earth to paint such a picture on the street
I was never afraid of heights until I felt the gravity
My brush strokes can't be trusted
Burn the canvas drown the artist
I lost all hope of rescue when the sea swallowed the sun
The dark holds countless terrors I won't make it to the dawn
Batten down the hatch
Seal off the exits
Light a match
The leeches had their fill so the fever finally broke
And my heart could take a cardiac arrest
Toss your lots in
My brush strokes can't be trusted
Burn the canvas drown the artist
I've still got sickness for the sowing
I'm a broken thing made by broken things and this isn't fucking living
Every heart beats itself to death
Every word is a broken projector
It's better off this way, sweet child
Minds forget but scars remember
I see red in every shade of grey
Rope walker choose your battles wisely
Kill it now before it spreads
That's what it's always screaming
I can feel the spiders in my head
Pulling at the threads that unmake me
I slept through my funeral and dreamt of the wake
Step ladder daydreams and kick chair nightmares
My brush strokes can't be trusted
Burn the canvas drown the artist
I had to carry the ghost until it coughed up a purpose
When it finally did, I found myself afraid to scratch its surface
I've still got sickness for the sowing
I'm a broken thing made by broken things and this isn't fucking living
Kill it now before it spreads
That's what it's always screaming
Ease into the jaws of the beast
Drowning men seldom die alone
Ahab scratching at the back of my teeth
Another port of call
Another squall to bereave
I must be pretty down to earth to paint such a picture on the street
I was never afraid of heights until I felt the gravity
My brush strokes can't be trusted
Burn the canvas drown the artist
I lost all hope of rescue when the sea swallowed the sun
The dark holds countless terrors I won't make it to the dawn
Batten down the hatch
Seal off the exits
Light a match
The leeches had their fill so the fever finally broke
And my heart could take a cardiac arrest
Toss your lots in
My brush strokes can't be trusted
Burn the canvas drown the artist
I've still got sickness for the sowing
I'm a broken thing made by broken things and this isn't fucking living
Every heart beats itself to death
Every word is a broken projector
It's better off this way, sweet child
Minds forget but scars remember
I see red in every shade of grey
Rope walker choose your battles wisely
Kill it now before it spreads
That's what it's always screaming
I can feel the spiders in my head
Pulling at the threads that unmake me
I slept through my funeral and dreamt of the wake
Step ladder daydreams and kick chair nightmares
My brush strokes can't be trusted
Burn the canvas drown the artist
I had to carry the ghost until it coughed up a purpose
When it finally did, I found myself afraid to scratch its surface
I've still got sickness for the sowing
I'm a broken thing made by broken things and this isn't fucking living
Gaslit Dystopia - Lyrics
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Gaslit Dystopia - Album Credits
Members
- Jeremy Harlan : Guitars, Bass
- Mike Dupree : Vocals
- Patrick Snyder : Drums
Other staff
- Patrick Snyder : Producer