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Frozen
02:52
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Back, back and forth.
Looking back and forth.
The past is an anchor, tied to this floating day.
I work too hard to wield this weapon of progress.
I swing it, so angry, to try to cut this weighted rope.
It only freys.
The roots have taken hold.
Losing control, I drop this tool and it sinks.
I dive, I can’t breathe. Let it go.
I must admit that in order to survive, I must accept, learn to recognize my resources.
I pull on the line and I’m dragged up in time.
I am needed now, I am a father now, I must adapt to conquer.
I must try harder.
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Foreign Exchange
02:38
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I’m always trying to build bridges to never-never land.
Sometimes cross-eyed vision is straightened understanding circumstance. I never wanted to admit that world peace can’t be done, but melting pots are myths, no mix, no matter how you stir.
Its sad to say that sometimes we just do not belong.
We adapt by force but not by choice.
Evolution is not always progress, and it often only drifts off laterally and dies off.
This coexist shit only seems to stick, stuck to the ass end of what drives you away from me.
These years of isolated comfort solidify your routine.
Any fresh ideas are met with shields of slander and fear.
This coastal quality of life may need to sink not swim, that land-locked value could probably use a stronger wind to spin.
No we can’t just get along.
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S.B.
02:34
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You’re constantly killing the fun, killing it.
Long division of health and self, burdened by being a part of the overall whole.
Aftermath class, the numbers still, do not adds up.
Adding logic to any of this often negates the equation.
Overanalyze.
Radar on actions, red flags on words.
The trouble with the thought of thinking outside the box, is that your new philosophical demands create their own enclosure.
Obsessive, obsession, obsessively building momentum.
Looping, determined, dead set on convincing whoever will listen, you are right.
Chokehold on expression, handcuffs on thoughts.
Incredible intention to detail makes it impossible for you to make a mistake.
And at the end of days, you’re all hate.
Your anger smothers your optimism, you’re killing the fun.
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Receiver
03:20
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Tuned in and so in love with this season, these reruns, and every episode. Record this, stop pause this, rewind and bend time with.
Holding constant control.
Pixelate.
Up. Nothing changes.
Down, back down, hundreds of options still nothing.
Glazed eyes and frozen mindset, stay seated, mouth breathing, over stimulated.
No ratings, cancellation, no batteries, no power.
Unused life in storage.
Pixelate and freeze.
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