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Blow Off The Omens

by Child Bite

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1.
03:10
Is this real life? The greenest fields rot to the touch Still you wear a smile through it all Oh yes, you can have it all Just keep telling yourself that you already do And if you don’t have a dream There are plenty out there for you to borrow The unreal is ideal The unreal is yours to fabricate Even you cannot stomach you Not one Not one of them Not one of them is happy Oh no, not one Not one of them Not one of them is happy Mock Ecstasy And when reality comes back Bury it deep down where no one will find it Everything will be perfect Everything will turn out exactly how you planned Even you cannot stomach you Watch them compare Watch them compare (compare) Not one of them is happy
2.
Alive and average Yearning beyond your needs Binging... cramming... soaking... Drooling for more Unsatisfied Grinding these hours away To pay for the few that remain Binging... cramming... soaking... Making the most of the little time that we have left At least we all die fully amused Until our bones are disposed Under chiseled stone A sponge gone dry... That’s entertainment Work that takes years to produce In a flash, all is consumed Binging... cramming... soaking... Take it all in, leave nothing to rot on the shelf Sinner Benevolent mass sedative Guilty sinner Lazy sinner Benevolent mass sedative Come inside, nobody will notice It’s time for your daily hypnosis Tempted by distraction overflowing Suffer now; option paralysis Waste it on me, patron of dust Fragmented focus and no promises No wonder our brains turn to sludge Rotten sinner Benevolent mass sedative Guilty sinner Lazy sinner Benevolent mass sedative Come inside, nobody will notice It’s time for your daily hypnosis Tempted by distraction overflowing Suffer now; option paralysis Waste it on me, patron of dust Fragmented focus and no promises No wonder our brains drip out of our well-serviced holes Observe... the stimulus gorge Accept... the stimulus gorge Obey... the stimulus gorge leaves nothing to rot
3.
04:11
Worn down Smooth to the touch I stare off, misanthropic Like a hammer on the nerve You were right Wrecked from the start There’s no reason to feel this way Keep slaving as it rips you apart Nothing works here I’ve been here for years I stare back clear through the eyes of old I stare back clear through the eyes of old I stare back clear through the eyes of old In this vexed life I won’t hold my breath until the next misstep Quick to forget that i’m the lucky one I can’t see how to do it right I can’t see how to do it right I can’t see All I see, I see it wrong All I see is wrong Wrong In this vexed life
4.
Do you see me? Do you see me see you? I’ve got that new condition Social leprosy Out of step, I look at them and then they look away... (Away, away) So this is how it feels To be a leftover part of the past An obsolete curiosity A shifting of the norm It’s not repulsion, just apathy I’ve got that new stigmata Mark of the damned Out of time, I look at them and then they look away... (Away, away) It’s just another global infection Modern eyeball tick Flesh & blood gag reflex I’ve got that olde time stench Avoid at all cost Out of place, I look at them and then they look away... (Away, away) They all look away (x4)
5.
I don’t know how I ended up out here Crash course in survival & humiliation I used to be one of them Now I’m the next in line to be forgotten Becoming hard & cold Turned out, despised & ignored I’m like you Breathing the same air Breathing the same air as you Become an animal How much must I endure These problems that can’t be ignored I’m like you Walking the same streets Walking the same streets as you Become an animal Become something less than before Become an animal Vagabond purgatory Vagabond purgatory Open your eyes in vain Your derelict status remains I used to be important to somebody a long time ago Yes, I’m still here I’ve mastered survival & humiliation I was once one of them A lifetime ago, now long forgotten Remaining hard & cold Turned out, despised & ignored I’m like you I’m like you Mount my head on a wall Mount my head on a wall Mount my head on a wall So I can find peace in a warm home again
6.
In the middle of nowhere Feeling alright Do it over & over Until your life is over Don’t think; just to pass the time Don’t think; just do it again Don’t think; just do Don’t think; just do it, do it, do it, do it... Flea market lovers on a Saturday night Cocked & loaded with an urge to fertilize There’s nothing else to do Nothing else to do Nothing else to do It’s your god-given right in this godforsaken wasteland We all came to watch the wrong ones breed Junkyard crawlers gonna send you both to hell Realize the worst mistake you’ve ever made Tell me what else can you do? What else can you do? What else can you do? It’s your god-given right in this godforsaken wasteland Afterbirth trash draws a cloud of flies Stick around if you have the time Rise & ride again Your purpose is to rise & ride again Your purpose calling Beyond our finest hour Survival of the unfit Beyond our finest hour Survival of the bored and reckless Rise & ride again Your purpose is to rise & ride again Your purpose is a simple act Their numbers stack Watch as we spawn our own extinction We all came to watch the wrong ones breed
7.
I take no pride in a persistence award I take no pride I take no pride A flawed logic A fool’s pledge You found your love and then you begged it to kill There will be no ceremony No lesson learned Until they take you away You found your dream and it is yours and yours alone There will be no second chances No improvement Until they take you away You build your own monument And you make it over and over and over The lord of the repeated mistake Nothing’s sacred Ego endures Self-serving effigy, waste of a life but still ego endures Nothing’s sacred Ego endures Self-serving effigy, waste of a life but still ego endures You build your own monument You make it over and over and over The lord of the repeated mistake takes his pride in a persistence award I take no pride in a persistence award I take no pride Yet still I persist
8.
Nothing left to say Others speculate Failure to communicate Opinionated words decay Who are the ones that survive? Whoever hides the longest Nowhere left to go Warmed by toxic glow Suffer vast fevered display Unrelenting vanity It just gets worse I’ll crawl in a ball as they claim to know all Stare at the wall Scream at the wall Vomiting thoughts Empty your lungs Disposable hysteria
9.
Let’s blow off the omens Let’s burn out as one Let’s blow off the omens ’Til we all fall apart Ride it out, ride it out... Eyes on the line, ignore the signs Eyes on the line, ignore the signs Eyes on the line, ignore the signs Forgetting the result of acceleration Repeat the wrong imbecile song Excuses won’t slow the looming termination We’ve gone too far Pure ruin not far Eyes on the line Ignore the signs Ignore the signs You can’t say that we weren't warned To maintain instead of repair Limitation test failed This corpse doesn’t look so good after all We are members of the slow suicide pact We are the ones that accept early death We are the ones that accept early death

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released November 22, 2019

Shawn Knight - Vocals
Sean Clancy - Bass
Jeremy Waun - Guitar
Shane Hochstettler - Drums

Dan Mongrain - Guitar Solo (#9)
Bruce Lamont - Saxophone (#6 & #8)
Backing Vox: Clancy, Waun & Lamont

Recorded by Steve Albini at Electrical Audio, Chicago, IL (April 2019)
Mixed by Collin Dupuis (May-July 2019)
Mastered by Carl Saff (August 2019)

Pre-Production Demos engineered by Shane Hochstetler at Howl Street Recordings, Milwaukee, WI (March-April 2019)

Artwork by Shawn Knight
Ink & Emulsion Painting by Trevor Naud

Special thanks to our writing session drummers (Winter 2018/2019):
Ryan Clancy, Dave Melkonian, Ben Moore, Brandon Moss & John Roman

Music written by Clancy/Knight/Waun
Lyrics written by Knight

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