1. |
Thrill of the Kill
03:31
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This ain't a love song
It’s the opposite in fact
You got tired of caring
I got tired of pulling daggers out my back
Done waiting, done waiting, done waiting
For something to change
Another fight
Another argument
This state I'm in
Feels more like prison
If the warden threw away the key and said twenty years to life
Darling I'd grab a spoon and dig most every night.
At the end of the day
We're both the same
Two broken people after all
The daylight fades and something's changed
I never asked you so I don't understand what you came for
What void did you fill?
Was it the thrill of the kill?
Or was it something more?
Metaphors and similes
Both descriptors equally
Figurative and literal
Of the hell you put me through
Done Wasting, done wasting, done wasting
Wasting my time
You tried to cheat me at a game I couldn't win
Stacked the deck, Loaded dice, and bet on all my friends
If I'd had a horse to run in these here races
I have no doubt you'd shoot’em in the knee
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2. |
Nicotine
02:42
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Hands are shakin', can't stop staring at the clock
I'm on my way to an early heart attack
Stress is rising, Nerves are a wreck
Somebody get me a goddamn cigarette
Oh oh!
Tick-tock, it just won't stop
The ringing, and the clicking, and the cooler talk
Only one thing gets me through the day
A cigarette or five to keep me sane
So good
So good
I speak truth
I never make it far
Without it tend to go a little crazy
And I start just thinking maybe
It's the price to pay
For the mistakes I've made
For the mistakes I've made
And it gets me through when there’s nothing to do
Whats the harm in a drag or two?
The day keeps on dawdling
Monotony's haunting
What can you do?
Go away I don’t care about your day
We're all stuck in the nine to five just the same
Dream of the day when I can burn it all down.
And light a smoke upon the smoldering ground
So good
So good
I speak truth
So good
So good
I speak truth
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3. |
All My Friends
02:38
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All my friends are rich & famous
While I'm just here being self destructive
Getting high in the middle of the afternoon
You know I try to do the right thing
Oh it always ends the wrong way
And baby it's hard losing from the start
But I kept trying to do the right thing
You know I thought it would be easy
Thought rock & roll was going to fill the void that grew in my soul
But it took it's toll
I'm no closer to whole
So was it worth it?
I know i'm over thinking
Brain keeps spinning
Thoughts rattle my skull
Enough to lose control
All my friends are rich & famous
While I'm just here being self destructive
Getting high in the middle of the afternoon
All my friends are rich & famous
While I'm just here being self destructive
Getting high in the middle of the afternoon
Like I always do yeah
I have a case of envy
Oh a case of “how the hell did my life turn out this way?”
There’s no recourse
Regret or remorse
Cause I’m not worth it
Kick in the paranoia
Clutch my heart anxiety is taking control
My head is full with thoughts that the whole
World is out to get me
All my friends are rich and famous
All my friends are rich and famous
All my friends are doing better than me
All my friends are rich and famous
All my friends are rich and famous
All my friends are doing better than me
All my friends are rich and famous
All my friends are rich and famous
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4. |
Twenty-Something Fuck Up
03:21
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Every friend I've had I've left them by the wayside
Never so much as a goodbye
All the things I left unsaid
Always stuck inside my head
I’m always looking back into the rear view
Take me home
Leave me be
Let me haunt in peace
Broken Hearts
Shattered dreams
All that's left of me
I'm a twenty something fuck up
I tend to disappear when things get tough but
I'm still standing
Still I'm standing here
Every night you’ll catch me staring at the ceiling
Terrified to close my eyes
Every mistake I’ve ever made
Plays a movie in my head
Just take it away, just help me get better
Take me home
Leave me be
Let me haunt in peace
Broken Hearts
Shattered dreams
All that's left of me
I'm a twenty something fuck up
I tend to disappear when things get tough but
I'm still standing
Still I'm standing here
I'm a twenty something fuck up
Tend to disappear I know it's fucked up
I'm still standing
Still I'm standing here.
Isolation’s got me down
Mental hang-ups and a tendency to drown
In social situations feeling so alone
Can’t stop staring at my phone
Just take me home
Just take me home
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5. |
Return to the Earth
03:05
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6. |
Swing for the Fences
02:08
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Hips lips ass tits
A dangerous combination when the four do mix
You play with fire you’re gonna burn
Keep playing with yourself you’ll never learn
There’s a lesson in every rejection
So suck it up sucker no changing direction
Just stick to the script
Make a quip
Tell a joke and make it stick
Step up to the plate
Swing
For the fences
You'll never get far
When you play it so defensive
Hey
Batter batter
If you've only got one shot
Then it better matter
Swing
For the fences
You'll never get far
When you play it so defensive
This time
You’ll break the curse
Don’t let a curveball
Throw what you rehearsed
Navigate and weave
The conversation tree
A shallow questionnaire
Answer A B C or D
And if you play this right
And avoid the worst
Well read the signals
Do it man
Go for first!
Step up to the plate
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7. |
Strut Your Stuff
03:04
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One for the money
Two for the show
Ten for a dimebag
And four let's go
Hit the road
Hit the stage
Hit the bottle and pray
To whatever deities in office that day
Hard to feel low when you're flying high
Smile to the passerby’s
The grass is greener on either side
Drinking in the sunshine
Alright!
(Gotta give the people what they want)
The world is your catwalk
Go on and strut your stuff
Everyone you pass
Wants a show
And they can't get enough
All the colours and lights
Just invite the right kind of groove
You're looking fly
You're feeling good
You've got a devilish smile and attitude
But Remember
When you come down from your cloud
All that's left is you
Those complacent faces
Turn to smiles and adoration
Like a light switch has been flipped
All my problems have been fixed
I'll deal with reality
When the mood strikes me
But for now I'm quite content
In these delusions that I've built
Hard to get high when the cash flow's low
Say it ain't so oh no
Oh No!
Things turn around
And you feel that kiss
It all melts into bliss
Alright!
(One more time boys and girls)
Keep ignoring that noose wrapped around your neck
The consequences haven't caught up yet
Oh no!
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Dead Pixel Calgary, Alberta
Hailing from Calgary, Alta, Dead Pixel is a refreshing blend of Pop, Punk, Gypsy Jazz, and good ol’ fashioned rock and roll that is sure to get you dancing. With influences ranging from Indie pop to swing, the trio's music is fast and melodic, with sing-alongs and moshers alike. ... more
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