1. |
PAINT IT RED
02:40
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Get a questionnaire, then you PAINT IT RED
I’m an extraordinaire at feigning dead
Every day - the same lights, same class, same people
The same fights, same glass, same needle
The sane nights, pain gas, tame lethal
I guess some things never change
Just the weapon that is strange
Toss empathy out the drain
Mark apathy on my veins
Nothing bout it is insane
People never change.
What’s the deal with everyone and their problems?
All their tantrums, I can't understand their conundrums
You say “Faith, you got to learn to suppress”
Brother, it's the process
You gotta tell me how they feel
AHHHHHHHHH
Tell me how they feel, tell me how they feel
Tell me what is real, tell me what is real
Tell me what to kill, tell me what to kill
Please, tell me how to feel, tell me how to feel
Ah
AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
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AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
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AH!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
This is a story of the first time I saw someone die
My counselor, Ms. Cissy, she never lied
See, when your job is lying to kids for a living
There’s an existential threat to your being
She’d drink, I’d cry; an escape for us all
Knowing when to say anything was not a tough call
We shared the same bloodguilt - a life of two hermits
Even when wordless, we could make a verdict
I would say what you said, John
You would say, “I know everything is wrong
This isn’t where you belong
Can’t bear to see you like this
I'll make sure you ain’t lifeless”
Do not kid me brother, you could never fight this
Finished my story, then the world stopped
She would then go on, the mic was dropped
Forced out her house, nothing but a degree
She became a teacher at just twenty
Christina didn’t believe in her mother’s God
Banished from her lot
That reminded of myself a lot
Talked about how she couldn't handle the pressure
Neither of us can measure something like pleasure
She would fucking vomit, the sound of a stanza
My panic attack was merely the intro
Shouting in unison, chanting our mantra
“COVER UR FACE ‘N’ OPEN EVERY WINDOW!”
She said to me how she wanted to save me
I said, “no worries,” listed what she gave me
Then she said for all her life she’s wanted to die
And she never lies
She never fucking lied...
Afterschool, we met eyes in a crosswalk
Had a smile, something that can't be undone
Couldn't dare stop her, tried to turn my head
But on my cheeks were already PAINTED -
AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
AH!
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I
W A N T
T O
F U C K
I N G
K I L L
M Y
S E L F
- Faith
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2. |
bloodguilt
03:34
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it's the end of April
still hard for me to lay still
swarming like an anthill
the fluids of a killer
generations of curses stored in my veins
but i just want to sleep
die with you together
30 years ago
grandma would lock mom in a shed
and then 15 years later
mom locked you out of her head
i thought i could be better
so i cut you off instead
then i found my hands all red
from your blood
but could you blame me for what ive been taught?
i couldn't help it, Faith
i always run from things, its how im made
thats whats fucked up
can't even admit it was all my fault
it's the end of April
said it's a matter of will
committing sinful bloodguilt
never pardoned by his victim
just as through one man, all men were made sinners
but i just want to sleep
die with you together
last night, i just had to cry
i remembered how you died
had no time to say goodbye
though, i don't make a good liar
baby, let's go higher
don't jump into fire
mark our tombstones, open every window, lets die here
i had a dream with you as an-hero
you would rise up like an earthly widow
reminded me of a tale father told
in his note, he said of this cursed household
that in his dreams, his father would blame him
and his father, and his father, the same thing
in my dream, all you did was stare down at me
and when i tried to tell you-
(...that i'm sorry.)
it's the end of April
you chain me down so i kneel
crimson that my face feels
you'll require my blood until then
this inherited sin demands for ransom
but i just want to sleep
die with you together
last night, i just had to cry
i remembered how you died
had no time to say goodbye
though, i don't make a good liar
baby, let's go higher
don't jump into fire
mark our tombstones, open every window, lets die here
i say this far too late
though i'm sure you've heard it all before
sister, please stay with me forever more.
- John
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3. |
AN-HERO (Faith's Song)
03:29
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(He doesn’t know
Just how I feel
Nobody cares
They just don’t seem to understand)
Mother tells me I’m the fucked one
Shame she couldn't get a lucked one
Thankfully, I’m what you call the woke one
So then “fate” can go and cuck one
And fucking suck one
Roll of the dice
Wasn't destined to be nice
So I’ll spill out all my vice, at least that will suffice
A game of cat and mice where I'm the only hunted
If someone did want me, I wouldn't be this wanted
Muddied, my visions been all blurry
Hurried, haven't had the time to worry
Feel it, share my pain with you
Kill it, care, even a little will do
I’ve been taking the backseat
It happened again that week
They told me I was lacking
That they didn't get me laughing
(HA)
Never told them that they had to
When I cried for help, they didn't know I meant you
Felt hopeless, good thing I was ropeless
Would've ended it before
COULDN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE
Manically depressed at my own pace
Setting up my own demise in my space
Don't kid me, cause once they've got the info
I know they'd be telling me I am an-hero
Sink into sorrow and cry with your pillow
Just like a fucked widow, freezing at absolute zero
That's when we've past the intro
Tell me you'd tell them that I am an-hero
Bruised on the body and scarred on the mind
Now you know why I only wear long sleeves
Leaving marks on me with whatever I can find
Fucking myself up is what relieves-
This pain
Can’t be kept sane
Spill out my brain
Cause I am to blame
When that bat hit me I knew for sure it would hurt
But I smiled as the tears fell down at my shirt
Red bleeding on my left eye, blue soaking up the right eye
If to die was this colourful, I wouldn't even ask why
It was so beautiful, both verbally and physically
Two different kinds of pain inflicted on me simultaneously
When I was left alone
I couldn't stand on my own
When you came to pick me up
I thought to myself: “maybe this is enough”
You yelled “why didn't you run”
I said “I was just having fun”
But you didn't think thats what was done
Yeah, I don't deserve “fun,” I deserve none
You wiped my tears with that rosy handkerchief
Said “can't stand you looking like this,” you told your sis
“please promise me you wont hurt yourself or let yourself be hurt”
Couldn't answer, cause I didn’t want you to be hurt
Manically depressed at my own pace
Setting up my own demise in my space
Don't kid me, cause once they've got the info
I know they'd be telling me I am an-hero
Sink into sorrow and cry with your pillow
Just like a fucked widow, freezing at absolute zero
That's when we've past the intro
Tell me you'd tell them that I am an-hero
COVER UR FACE 'N' OPEN EVERY WINDOW
COULD I RISE LIKE A MYTHICAL HERO
CADAVER PARTY, CRYING A WIDOW
DON'T HAVE THE GUTS YET, THAT'S WHY MY WIN’S LOW
COVER UR FACE 'N' OPEN EVERY WINDOW
COULD I RISE LIKE A MYTHICAL HERO
CADAVER PARTY, CRYING A WIDOW
DON'T HAVE THE GUTS YET, THAT'S WHY MY WIN’S LOW
(But it’s time they found out
What true true true love is all about
Deep shadows surround me)
- Faith
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4. |
vigilante (John's Song)
03:32
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and i’m never ever going back home
gonna lock myself in my own dorm
these regrets are simply the norm
as i smell the crimson scent of hawthorn
baby i know it's true
memories come back in view
can’t tell anymore who’s who
is it you who haunts or me that haunted you?
woke like a vigilante
and you’ll know where to find me (haunting you)
woke like a vigilante
and you don’t have to mind me (haunting you)
outside for the first time in my life
inside i’m faking that i'm alright
drinking away, thinking you was with us
wanna kill myself, dont have the guts
am i depressed
you was repressed
or just fucking obsessed
my condition's validation for addiction thats fiction
do i roam the streets wondering where do i have to go
wondering where should i be goin', yeah
or am i just looking to repent for my sins
maybe someone's still hidin'
unlike me, they still fightin'
and i’m never ever going back home
gonna lock myself in my own dorm
i deserve a life of being alone
it’s my destiny to wander and roam
lived/ripped the last pages of your life
shards and blood everywhere
roommates asking "you alright?"
wanna scream
gotta dream
cut my veins, bloodstreams
i slow my breath
hide my face
put your letter back in place
my therapist says i have trauma
how could i go against dogma
feels i lived these seven years in a coma
then i’m thinking maybe it's karma
insomniac blood test
cardiac arrest
culdesac protests
vigilantes woke and coalesced
sleeping in
never waking up from my dreams
so i dont sleep no more, sleep no more
when i close my eyes, all i see is you anymore
and i’m never ever going back home
gonna lock myself in my own dorm
you rise up and take your earthly form
it comes crashing down in beautiful forlorn
baby i know its true
memories come back in view
can’t tell anymore who’s who
is it you who haunts or me that haunted you?
woke like a vigilante
and you’ll know where to find me (haunting you)
woke like a vigilante
and you don’t have to mind me (haunting you)
- John
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5. |
FACE
02:27
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FACE
FACE
HIDE MY FACE
FACE
FACE
HIDE MY FACE
FACE
FACE
HIDE MY FACE
FACE
FACE
HIDE MY FACE
I've been trynna get better
But I can't handle the chatter
By the way, how's the weather
Stutter and they get madder
Oh my, where's my manners?
Let me shatter my tongue with a hammer
They say choosers can't be beggars
Fuckers can't handle my glamour
Who cares if I lose a head or two
My life or a death, yeah better choose
Don't know who I matter to
But it's you that I'm writing this letter to
CAUSE I
DON’T
GIVE A
FUCK A-
-BOUT MY
OWN
LIFE
IF IT’S
ME OR
THEM I’D
GLADLY
GIVE UP
THIS
FIGHT
FACE
FACE
HIDE MY FACE
FACE
FACE
HIDE MY FACE
It's just a different perspective
My mind is being held captive
Maybe I'll down on some laxative
Mix it with vodka, bleach and acid
Cardiac cardiac cardiac
Not an act not an act
Just relax just relax just relax
Take a deep breath
Can't be worse than death
Cut myself just to know that I'm not gone
Soon all of this will be done (DON'T JUMP!)
But all I have is this dull sense of numb
Disgusted with who I've become (DON'T JUMP!)
Now the thought of being dead seems better
Cause my face is beyond a saviour
Wonder what'll happen if I pull the trigger
WHEN I COULDN'T BE EVEN MORE DEADER
FACE
FACE
HIDE MY FACE
FACE
FACE
HIDE MY FACE
- Faith
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6. |
WINDOW
03:05
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All my life I tried to get by without a meanin’
But that don't mean I haven't done my fair deal of sinnin’
We all sinners and the saints, that's what they got you teachin’
But I ain't capable of anything but seethin’
I’m a wreck
Just a speck
Don’t know what is waiting next
All I know is this ability to put it down in text
So I write this to you, brother, in the hopes of what?
Make you feel guilt, maybe, that’s what I thought
Pray like a Buddhist
So may I resurrect
Flow like Oktoberfest
Never miss
How'd I get so good at this
Blush
Says Thelma, all the way to Memphis
Hush
That gal made a wreck out of this
Suicidal thoughts like Kurt Cobain
Shotgun to my mouth, blow out my brain
Imma go crazy, imma go insane
But I'm never gonna leave you, never live the pain
And I'm glad for that
Open every window and just relax
And till the day I die
Imma play the act
And you hear that?
So I'm glad for that
Open every window and just relax
And till the day I die
Imma sing the rap
I admire not heroes but an-hero
I look down at my doom from an 8th floor window
It’s not that the asphalt seems it’s pleasing for rest
But I look back to consider my chances for the best
I can feel a certain heat radiating from that door
My legs feel like it’s burning cause the fire’s on the floor
They give out so I fall down, it’s coming close
Is this giving up or resigning? Is this what I chose?
Not desiring the fall, it's the terror of the flames
Not desiring the fall, it's the terror of the flames
No matter what I do, it’s always gonna end the same
You can’t say I didn’t fucking try, don’t put me to blame
Now it’s time for me to do the utmost act of courage
Like a hero, out of time, so it’s my turn to perish
It’s not cowardice, but ‘taking’ life into my own hands
For the first time in my life, I’m the one that’s in command
And I'm glad for that
Open every window and just relax
And till the day I die
Imma play the act
And you hear that?
So I'm glad for that
Open every window and just relax
And till the day I die
Imma sing the rap
Not desiring the fall, it's the terror of the flames
Not desiring the fall, it's the terror of the flames
Now I've had it all, I’ll go end this game
Goodbye world, and John - remember the name.
It's Faith.
- Faith
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7. |
graveyard
04:23
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i met a girl at the graveyard
the moonlight was kissing her feet
i wiped my tears and watched her stare at the dirt
she didn't look mournful at all
“resentful” is the word i would call
at one point she started speaking or something
i couldn't hear but watched her lips move
then she got fed up and started walking towards me
she was actually telling me to fuck off
i couldn't even come up with such thought
i said “sorry, i hadn't noticed you had noticed me”
she was like “What is wrong with you...”
i wish i had told her that i wanted to comfort her
because i know no one did for me
because i knew no one did for you.
oh, couldn't tell her
couldn't tell her she reminded me of the one who laid over there
buried right over there
she came again next week to my surprise
i was gonna go but this time she was the one staring
she asked why i come here everyday
its to say hello to my sister
“Then I can relate.”
she sighed and i loathed
“then you and me both”
we talked for awhile
she cried but i didn't ask why
but i did ask for her name
she said something like “I don’t have to tell you, so I won’t.”
i just said “oh well i’m John”
“uh, are you okay?”
“It’s just nothing.”
something’s off, but is that true
i don't know if it's just me or if her too
- John
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8. |
charity
02:13
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i've been searching for a way to live
lose my mind like it's byzantine
i put my head on a guillotine
Charity's her name, and she gives
born and buried in emerald green
she lost everything as a teen
wish i could take back all that i did
she says, "No, you must make it routine.
Till the guilt foams up and turns porcelain."
and she ease my mind
make me hurt sometimes
but it's all just fine
we talked and talked until there was nothing left to talk about
we kissed in the moonlight
which was weird...
we just kept our distance til the feeling disappeared
i said, "you know, we're lot alike
dead dads who left us all but plight"
she says, "There's a crucial conflict.
I am powered by rage, but you with guilt."
"but we're fucked up all the same," i said
"Bullshit!", she says, "Your guilt's on her, not him.
You can still atone, at least find comfort.
Something I cannot."
i met a girl and craved her heart
the moonlight danced as it watched us dream
- John
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9. |
FIRE
05:04
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I pack up the things that I've written
These are my records of livin’
It is so that you will find ‘em
But truth be told, I knew this'd happen
Play with death like it's blackjack
Because I'm choking on prozac
Putting my letters on a backpack
Hoping you'll read it and look back
I’ve made up my mind, I’m ready to die
I know I'm fucked up, so why do I cry?
I look to my back, and there’s fire in my eye
But it feels so cold, having to say “goodbye”
Doom is impending, a silent terror
I’m sure about this without a margin of error
One swift jump and it’ll all be better
Cause now I can imagine me being deader
Can’t help but imagine what will happen when I’m gone
Will anyone notice or will they say “good riddance”?
What about you, brother? Will you remember me, John?
Was my life so worthless that it’s as short as a dawn?
JUMP! I don’t give a fuck about anything
I’m done trynna understand the petty shit
Tell me how to feel? Better get fucking real
Now, I know who to kill, I know who to kill
Not desiring the fall, it’s the terror of the flames
I take off my shoes, it’s the end of the game
Everything’s clear, I know whose life to claim
Let’s get on with the show, immortalize my name
Cover your face and open every window
Here I rise like an earthly widow
Turning eternal, becoming the hero
So take off your chains and jump out that window
COVER YOUR FACE AND OPEN EVERY WINDOW
HERE I RISE LIKE AN EARTHLY WIDOW
TURNING ETERNAL, BECOMING THE HERO
SO TAKE OFF YOUR CHAINS AND JUMP OUT THAT WINDOW
Take a step forward, take a step back
Take a deep breath, have a second to relax
Strange, how even the wind feels welcoming
Goes by my cheeks and dries the tears I’ve been gathering
Take a step forward, no reason to hesitate
You've gone through this before, coward! What's there to contemplate?
Breathing’s out of sync, body’s sweating through my head
Images pass by of Christina, and it’s painted red
Take a step forward, look up at the sky
I don't wanna die, I really don't wanna die
But the fire’s getting closer, I look down at the dirt
It’s gonna be okay, just relax; this won’t hurt.
Take a step forward, take a deep breath
My soul will be shattering in colourful faith
Take a step forward, take a deep breath
This is gonna be a beautiful, beautiful...
Now this will be a beautiful death
I'm jumping out the window
I'm letting everything go
Letting everything go
- Faith
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10. |
bloodguilt pt. 2
03:55
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"hey. just leaving this here.
i don't think i ever told you this, but when dad died, i didn't really feel.. anything? that never really settled in. it was when i found the note which did get me. but not because i realized what was going on with him. but because what it meant for me. it just made me... y know i told you about that before.
when you... when you were gone i couldn't feel anything. but not like with dad. it's like colour had faded from every picture. i don't know if it was weeks or months but there was a moment when it finally settled in. and i think... i think the first thing that really came to mind was... why not me? if it was me who was inherited sin, why couldn't have been me?
and i try, Faith. i try so fucking hard every day. and im, im just so scared, because any moment i could decide to fulfill my end of the bargain. but what am i supposed to do? your blood that i've shed, that's not going away. will spilling my own absolve that sin? or is it just another fucking curse? i dont, i dont know, what am i supposed to do? i can't just... move on, i can't forget. every moment in life doesn't pass by without thinking about who you could grown up to be. what can i do to be rid of this guilt? im scared there's nothing i can do.
maybe there's a reason to live on. maybe i have to live because... so that i wont forget you. maybe that's how you can live on. that's why i can't die. and if i can't die... does that mean the cycle is over? i don't know. i don't know.
i'm sorry, sister. that's the 2555th day i've said that. and I'll keep on saying it."
...
i know that you have never loved me
that is no longer something i worry
even if i can't make up for it
this memory, i'll never burn it
i know that you cant ever forgive me
nothing that i could do will take it back for me
but maybe if i put it down in a story
that can become my way of saying sorry.
- John
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11. |
i need you...
03:39
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today, you'd be fourteen years old
2 years older than i was when you jumped into fire
seven years and counting, time you could have acquired
i’m on borrowed life, from your funeral pyre
couldn't see through it again
it feels selfish to claim my life to appease this broken heart
so i have to remember your choice
all i hear is your voice, your voice, your voice, your voice
Charity once said to me
"Our lives may be tragedies.
But we can still valiantly
Accept it as a finality."
the graveyard girl, Charity
Robbed of it all, empty
"If I can find peace with insanity
What's to say that you can't then?"
woke like a vigilante after dark
i’m asking for change with this one remark
oh Faith, baby, my sister, i need you...
- John
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12. |
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i don't know what to do
can't tell what is true
the one that i killed was you
i'll say what i couldn't say
what i couldn't that day
you'll stay in the words that i lay
want you to remember
her smile, her gifted words
she could've had the world
won't die till December
cause April's come and gone
i'll put her in this song
take care of yourself.
- John
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JohnJRenns South Korea
The former musical alias of Cecily Renns. cecilyrenns.bandcamp.com
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