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Fate?
02:43
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A Thousand Tiny Nails
05:20
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Early afternoon. The promise of the day is ending soon.
Sleep will come again.
Communication, panic in my hand, moving recklessly across the bitter lands.
And in rises in me.
Confused and arrogant. thinking that life could not become so foreign and gray. This could not be happening.
Waiting for solace, not knowing what the growing evening could bring.
To augment the suffering.
Hours and hours behind me, crawling into that familiar hole.
Hours and hours before me, my pride is dying amidst the withering of my soul.
Chorus: I feel everything like a thousand tiny nails in my spine.
Verity; hopeless scenes echo uselessly in my mind.
O, why wasn't it me? A monster grew from the deepness of pain.
Why wasn't it me against the steel toothed beast.
Ambivalence only seems to thrive more and more.
It would have been the world for you.
Chorus
Hours and hours before me, my pride is dying amidst the withering of my soul.
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Alive and breathing in a cloud of constant misery. I try to speak and the words stop short of my tongue.
Crippled vision as the world descends. Distorted truth is the only thing left.
Annihilation of my senses, my soul is bare. Encrypted words from well meaning fools.
Chorus: Anamorphic reality populates prosperity. Divided consciousness aside, breaking the chain, breathing the lies.
How can we condemn a life? We nothing, no hope, no light.
Searching in the sky in our fright. No relief, no hope, no light.
Abused contorted words encapsulate the meaning of this.
Allowing selfish dreams and deeds beside, breathing the lies.
Destroying the souls of the righteous, a killing blow.
With no strength to rise, no will to fight, we will all just fade away.
Chorus
No relief, no hope, no light
And still God does not speak
Is it ourselves, or something meant to deceive?
Could this be such a thing as an adversary?
We are drowning in a sea of humanity
We cannot rise if we are cut off at the knees
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Reliance
04:39
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The poison is among us, and we are breathing in disease.
Full your lungs with fetid air and taste the acrid belief.
Catastrophic deliverance devoid of relief.
Fill your lungs with fetid air and taste the pain of deceit.
No time to fear, only given a glimpse of a typical life.
Caustic remains defined feel the cost of our lives diminishing all that I have.
Chorus: Push forth an unforgiving lie, decidedly confident in the nature of our own demise.
Peel back the layers of falsehood, so much reliance on our arrogance.
A bitter reminder lays plain for me to see.
Crawling in effluence, there is no modicum of my dignity.
This time I'm left with bitter scars.
This life feels like a prison yard.
Release my heart from these devils. Set me free.
It all falls on me, burying me.
Dig Deep. Breathe shallow. Carry my burden away
No time to fear, only, only glimpse of a typical life
Chorus
Push forth an unforgiving lie
Peel back the layers of falsehood
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Fat Man Don't Play Fort Mill, South Carolina
Fat Man Don't Play is the solo project of Merzah and Everthrone alum Russell Plyler. This project is a culmination of
numerous styles, and is created out of the most polarizing emotions.
FMDP is based out of Fort Mill SC (Charlotte NC region), and is created completely DIY at Siniister Studio.
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