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From Parts Unknown

by Every Time I Die

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1.
blow your fucking brains out. tune that pale flame out. extinguish the glow forever and in will come the sun. blind fold your eyes, you are loved. trust in her aim, you are loved. now dance to the grave, you are loved. no one will ever know who they are. so blow your fucking brains out. tune that pale flame out. crack the egg wide open and out will pour enough once you stop believing in yourself. silence the voice. raise your antenna towards the sky. put blood in the well if it dries. what is now instead of what is next. our reflections only draws us to our death. tell yourself nothing. let the word come. all eyes off. drift without sight. blow your fucking brains out.
2.
sever the nerve, the skin, the scale. gather your bones from beyond the pale. come out of the wild and into the world. burn all the books, put out your eyes. lower your sword the end is nigh. sink through the pinewood and into the dirt. out of your body and into the sky. give in. voices will carry us. turn around. find your way back to the start. love is the way. love is the only way. love is the only way out. don’t freeze up in the headlights. welcome it in. walk through the storm to the eye. the birth will be calm. the birth will be quiet. but the dark had such long arms. it kept pulling me down. sliding back into my head where all of it is thought without awareness. where there is no foresight only penitence. i could scratch at the door but i will never get in. so i rise above or i sink below. either way i am false. at the center is all. i tripped up at the breakthrough. i was scared to die. so the gate locked, the light vanished. now where am i? i was startled by the great height. i doubted my heart. now the wine turns to water. i am coming apart.
3.
i ain’t afraid of the dark. i ain’t worried about the savages loose in the night. but you show me the things i’ve done and girl you know i get chills all down my crooked spine. kill the lights, i’ve seen too much. if so below, then as above. lord knows i’ve seen enough. it’s crystal clear and uglier than i thought. desperate and lonely juggernauts. illuminate the filth with the glow of your righteous heart. shine a light upon the world and i’ll scurry back to the dark. lights on, rats out. the uppers lower me into the hive. the lights are low us weeds come alive. downers pick me up into the ditch. i cannot scratch the never-ending itch. salvation is a hell of a thing. pull the dust up over your eyes. i don’t believe i’ll have a revelation with all these secrets of mine and if i ever have a holy vision its going to be two at a time. i got so much soul in me that i'm barely alive. i've been down and out for so long i cant be revived. i ain’t afraid to be long lost. i ain’t bothered by the silence, the cold, or the roads that stretch for miles. but you show me the man i’ve become and girl you know i want to tie up a rope and crack my crooked spine. kill the lights i’ve seen enough.
4.
Overstayer 02:08
i should have drown in the flood with the rest. i had the chance. the current was pitiless and proof of man was wiped from the face of earth. the song, the dance. i should have gone with it. alas, i'm stranded alone in the wake. now i have lost all sight of the grave. when did i ever say that i want to be saved? i can see for miles but it don’t look the same. when no road has been paved go up. now how am i gonna get down? i want a slow death wrought from the dregs. “i want to be sedated”, just like joey said. i want the heaviest heart. i have eaten my weight in gold. i can see only what i’m shown up here. but in the coals with common men who yearn for ordinary things love cannot find us. so get out of my way. i got out of my own way. better a tramp than a captive. better alone than lonely with all these “friends”. what in the fuck am i doing here? why did the rapture not take me in? it is my curse to carry on. i should have died when i was young. i should still be burning lung. if i had known what i’d become, i should have drown in the flood with the rest. i had the chance, but here i am.
5.
we opened the box and looked inside. two animals, one is dead one’s alive. all we think we know is always wrong. the heavens fell in a thick, awful shroud that covered the earth but there wasn't a sound. nobody saw it so nobody heard it. all these equations won't solve the uncertain. everything’s dead until its alive. man will exist and then he will die. just take the ride. see it now. shift the absurd and the reasoned around. make it so. build holy places with towering stones. open your eyes, its all there inside. everything gone and forgotten survives. everything we know we think is wrong. all the lead becomes gold. all the squares get circled. all the graves, emptied and covered up. we toil and we rot and terrible things happened just like i thought and the cycle carried on until i thought nothing more and heartache was gone. love it as it is, whatever the fuck this is. or destroy and start again. what we are is in your head. hell broke loose, the stars unaligned, i looked for a kingdom that i’d never find. all i thought i knew was always wrong. i threw out the map and let go of the reigns, lead by a stranger into the strange. the answer is that theres no answer at all. everything’s dead until its alive. man will exist and then he will die. just take the ride
6.
Moor 03:26
pay no mind to the stranger in the 4 a.m. he’s not the one we know and he knows. i slept through the war you waged with him for a little bit, until he cracked your bones and you had to let go. so i make believe i've discovered peace but i’ll skin the man alive and sell the meat. i’ll wait in the dirt where he left your blood. if he returns for it i can make it right for good. oh how i wish he would. lost you in the overflowing fog thats been here awhile, so i plan to keep watch as long as the wolves are out. they’re always around and more violent than hell. i have eyes of every color now and they’re vigilant. it doesn't matter who knocks, you don't let them in. there are terrible men. i’m one so i should know. heaven smiles on me now and then but the devil always had hooks in. all i want is his head and this horrible fucking world will be wonderful again. there is so much beauty and love and when i eat his beating heart i can bring it back to us. theres nothing that i couldn't do except cover you when the slings and arrows came. and i've never been the same.
7.
Exometrium 02:41
peel off the leather and dig out your heart. right before your very eyes i slipped off the husk. i mastered the sleight. there’s a getaway car that’s been waiting my whole life. the engine has been running since the moment i arrived. a trap door in the gallows let the charlatan out but smoke and mirrors box him in. the rags and the bones were such a burden that i thought i’d collapse and only when i surrendered them did i find i had what it takes to burn myself at the stake. did you smell a rat? i had faked everything but my death. across the divide and onto the shore, the strain on my back wasn’t there anymore. wisdom teeth have replaced the fangs. i’ve been scalped. i’ve been knocked conscious and i still haven’t come around. there was so much trouble on my mind all the time. call on the ten thieves and tell them i'm ready. i looked up and the desert was everywhere, but insight comes through blackened eyes. i climbed a hill to dig a hole in the ground where i could bury the faithlessness and the evidence that i was ever actually right. my skin was on too tight. i could not identify the body. us snakes evolve, its what snakes do. i could not identify the body. shed the fur and leave the womb. peel off the leather and dig out your heart.
8.
Thirst 01:24
there was gossip, there were pleas, there were rumors of meaning in meaningless things. widows readied their marital beds. litters of bastards gnawed at your breast. the filthy are first to be showered in love. the world’s gone mad. we dress them in furs as they travel the earth. saints wear rags. you blessed our home, we took you in, but you had come to a place where the plague had been. it burrowed into your graces and airs, it took your queen, it hawked your wares. the stoic are first to be covered in shit and life goes on. but when it don't anymore i’ll see you in hell where i am god. god damn it, wait. they don't love you like i do but i don't know you like them. they love you better. i know you best. every hostile deed is your death. it’s not mine.
9.
Old Light 03:06
i’m a great oasis. i’m a mirage. i’m a beam of old light from a vanquished star and i’ll only guide you into the dark. i’m a parasite with a tapeworm. i got a bulletproof vest. knowing my bad luck i ain’t ever gonna die so the good will never get any rest. come bail me out of the state i’m in. the drinks i’ve had are no match for the truth. the crowd down here put its teeth in us but the cure’s more dangerous than the venom is so we leave it in and we do those things that make us forget that we’re dying here. but we’re dying here. so love the blood while you can. let it warm your freezing hands. i’m a dog less master. i’m a masterless dog. when the whip and the tether are put aside forever i’m an ox that wanders into the swamp. i’m a rattlesnake across a braided rope, i’m the demon on your side of the chalk. if they caught them girls who started them fires they'll track me down in the fog. you put a hex on me woman, you’re a thinner. and these are nuclear winters. atomic black winters. i kept the fire alive because i’m a sinner. come here and let me boil your blood. i’m a train as long as the track. i am concurrently outbound and just now getting back. they strung me up by a rope as tall as the trees. though i land on my two feet i still sway in the breeze.
10.
all of a sudden you’re dead. the ground cracks and takes you in. you’ve no time to be born again. there was nothing where something had been. but every grave that blooms is anchored in miles of roots. in the seed is the tree. in the flesh is the feast. there were worms in the hearts that you hoard. they devour their way to the soul and the world is weakened from within. a hole opens up and you’re dead. when i was pregnant i burned a witch alive. at a hundred and one years old i gave birth to a cloud of smoke. we are part of a great machine that inefficiently cycles grief. in the beginning it puts the end and every cause is after effect. there’s too much poison in our glass to make a toast to our health. the cave that i built a kingdom on won't carry my weight. the past is clearer than its ever been. our mistakes made our selves. blood rushes out of our phantom limbs. we take on the water we’re floating in but i’ll never be clean.
11.
El Dorado 04:12
you were alone when you came in, you’ll be alone when you leave again and in the middle theres nothing that can keep you around when its time to go home. because everybody i lean on (since i don't trust myself) leans on someone else. watch the colonies collapse like dominos. i could beg and i could plead but all i hear is the echo of my own voice begging me. the fossils of the teen age are well preserved in the arctic wasteland. i crawled on hands and knees just to be there with you and you moved on without me. scrap the crown, clean the slate, cut off your roots. you’re on your own. we all need something. i’m a gypsy queen without a swarm and the burning bridges keep me warm. i’m a new wave in a dried up stream. i'm just trying to find my way out to the sea. you were alone when you came in, you’ll be alone when you leave again and in the middle theres nothing that can keep you around when its time to go home. because everybody i lean on (since i don't trust myself) leans on someone else. watch the colonies collapse like dominos. i could beg and i could plead but all i hear is the echo of my own voice begging me. the fossils of the teen age are well preserved in the arctic waste. crush your allies.
12.
Idiot 02:54
from my skin i emit flashing lights. in my eyes all you find are flashing lights. from my mouth every sound a warning bell. fill the room, kill the mood and overwhelm. break up the crowd. suck the life out. paralyzed until the flesh crawls right off my bones. i cant push words past the knot in my throat. water stands where once water could flow. this is not my familiar broken home. hide your drugs, fix your shirt, turn it down. i botched the lines, tongue is tied, get me out. scatterbrained. it cant be fixed. nothing fits. out of film. out of room. full eclipse. break up the crowd. suck the life out. the edges are made out of stone. i built a maze i can not get out of. the edges are made out of stone. this labyrinth i have trapped my self in. throw me a rope. i’m trapped in a wreck under myself, pinned to an old soul while everyone i love stays forever young. the roads are blocked, the petals closed, they’re on to me. the song is too loud, i cannot dance, they’re on to me. the air, it weighs a ton. all i want is for everyone to go to hell. its the last place i was seen before i lost myself. all i want is for everyone to come to hell. there we can be free and learn to love ourselves.
13.
Cheap Ludes 02:20
under layers of solid rock, far removed from the shifting tides and having weathered all acts of god are the artifacts of the glory vibe. the holy unrecognizable lighting up real cigarettes, cursed by ex lives. drinking only to free themselves from the hands of cruel women in another man’s home, from the graves of good friends on the side of the road. no posture no proof of the one night stand just shadows and stories and the blood on their hands. the timeworn juvenihlists struck fear until the bones collapsed. the afterlife is eternal after hours. we saw the light and we all turned back. haunted by the teen spirits dragging wallet chains painting a telephone number on the wall of the cave. spill your guts to the stranger with the free cocaine. everybody’s petrified so nobody gets to change. entombed in youth, embalmed with awe. we all discover the fire. the prehistoric postmodernists lost art of eye contact. these skeletons are a fucking riot. dig them up and bring them back. we had trained the kind of demons that would rip you apart, we only knew it was love once it broke our hearts. “our best friends float at the bottom of a glass”. don’t hold anybody close that would hold you back. draw breath. but are you alive? are you really alive?
14.
Saturnalia 02:34
once god gives you nothing to fear, fear then. it reads your lips. we festered in the dark. flies on the wall had us surrounded. the almighty eye is inescapable. all the unknown is manifest. the gallows are vast and they are vacant. what was unsaid is understood. the lord he is fierce but he is patient. what was undone will stay undone. our prayers are delayed and they are makeshift. the aura is around me. theres a spell coming on. the devils got me, i done no wrong. i am star-crossed. i have buried all the trash but the earth shakes and spits it back. it is still here. it is all here. mask it, fake it, but the nature of our selves is evident. the camera was hidden but it was on us. every last word is second guessed. go to the tape and you’ll never get back. what was unseen is obvious. carved into fire, forever reaching. the door has swung wide. it can’t be shut. those that keep watch remember everything. judged by all, stripped of flesh. you can’t vomit the apple up.

credits

released July 1, 2014

BAND:
Keith Buckley: Vocals
Jordan Buckley: Guitar
Andy Williams: Guitar
Ryan “Legs” Leger: Drums
Steve Micciche: Bass

PUBLISHING:
All songs written by Every Time I Die.
Published by ETIDEEZNUTZ Music (ASCAP) & Fig Stallion (ASCAP).
Administered by Mothership Music Publishing.

PRODUCTION:
Recorded and mixed by Kurt Ballou at GodCity
Drum tech: Alex Garcia-Rivera
Pre-production: Jay Zubricky at GCR Audio Recording Studios - Buffalo, NY

ART:
Joby J. Ford

GUEST SPOTS:
Sean Ingram
El-P
Brian Fallon appears courtesy of Mercury/IDJ Records.

Every Time I Die wish to thank:
Biggie, Amy, Tim, Nick and all at Good Fight Entertainment. Nick Storch, Annie Flook, Sarah Shields and ICM. Tom Taaffe and The Agency Group. Mr. Brett, Tom Osborn, Jeff Abarta & all at Epitaph Records. Brian Sankus, Mark Williams, Big K & Charlie Bybee.

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