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Spaceshow // Flight Patterns // Harvey Waters

by Spaceshow

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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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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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WRITTEN BY SPACESHOW
PRODUCED BY GROUCHY

This is my side of a split I took too long to make. but here it is!! I love Flight Patterns and Harvey Waters so I'm so stoked about this.

Flight Patterns side: flightpatternsmi.bandcamp.com/album/spaceshow-flight-patterns-harvey-waters

Harvey Waters side:
harveywaters.bandcamp.com/album/spaceshow-flight-patterns-harvey-waters

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released April 6, 2018

Soundclip from Closer

Songs produced by Grouchy

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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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