The Sound That Ends Creation - "Memes, Dreams, and Flying Machines" 12"
Record/Vinyl + Digital Album
250 units: cloudy clear with orange, black, and green splatter
Includes unlimited streaming of Memes, Dreams, and Flying Machines
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lyrics
Love is a chemical reaction
that drives animals to breed,
sow seeds.
Hits hard, then slowly fades.
Leaves you stranded,
can't get away.
Dead dreams,
torn seams,
extremes.
Magic carriage,
failing marriage.
We should just end it, go our own way.
Love's value defined by scarcity.
Highly trained to seek it out
with no idea how to maintain it,
how to escape it.
We should just fake it.
Now the years slowly fade away.
Trapped inside this prison we made.
You start drinking wine,
it will seem like everything's going fine.
I'll become distant,
football can keep me some-what content.
Inside this prison,
have to stay together for the children.
Until they grow up,
then we can get out of this lockup.
supported by 63 fans who also own “Weddings Are Funerals with Cake”
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego