Bleak

by Hell Mary

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released March 27, 2014

Bleak.
Art by Stas.
Fake Art/Fake Music.
Recorded by Miles Austin.
Matt, Paul and Dylan played on this.
Mixed and Mastered by Kevin Carafa.
Track 4 and 5 written by Thomas Schlatter and Hell Mary.
Demos recorded by Kevin Carafa.
2014.

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Track Name: Tongue and Cheek (ft. Mikey Gnar)
she had a smile so illuminating
she had goals; she had plans…
self induced disease it changed everything
self induced disease it changed everything

and now she’s seeing things that aren’t even there
she hardly sleeps/she barely eats
swollen gums; sandpaper tongue
holes for teeth
trick or treat

the shadow people knocking at her door
she'll answer it and go back for more
she’ll smile: relief
she never sleeps, you can see it in her teeth

and now she's seeing things that aren't even there
she barely sleeps/she hardly eats
swollen gums; sandpaper tongue
holes for teeth
self defeat

up for days
up for weeks
never sleeps

you can see it in her teeth
Track Name: Woe is You
it's all gray skies and it's all black clouds
until you're 6 feet under ground
cause you want to be found and make the world proud
but your days are counting down
as you cry:

“bury me”

classified
unidentified
unsatisfied

bury me
remember me.

a self-appointed crown
means absolutely nothing
when you're so far down
oh so proud. you can't be found.
you never made a...
Track Name: For the Birds
i want to fly
i wanna soar through the sky
despite: self-made rules i comply
with no real goals
i've fucked my dreams.

always so eager to please
this self-inflicted disease
i flap my wings violently
the sickness of a scripted reality

it's all my fault i never fall
in four walls i've built so small

watch me crawl

trapped in confines
my feet are tied
hardly applied.
scrape by
abide

always so eager to please
upon a grave of dreams

i flap my wings violently
yet wet sand engulfs my feet