We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

1515

from 1515 by the Psychodox

/

lyrics

Where is the clarity
I thought I had the other day
The memory bleeds in
That I didn’t ask for, so I say
Incapacitated
Drag it on and dwell
To feel the depth of its cut
Take the last hit
And clear out the ashtray
It’s gathering dust

Dust
Where is the clarity

This painting’s an eyesore
But yet I still stare
If it’s worth a damn it’d be gone
There’s no buyer to care
I’m sure it gleams brightly
When the oil burns so nicely
Trash it with one single flame
I’d get too lazy
To clean it all up
And so the result is the same

The skull I’ve selected
To bore this all into is mine
Escapism
The method induced this time

So kill this memory
Before it kills me

I’ve defaced the picture
It’s something else this time
I scream and I vomit
Blood I’m not sure is mine
Reality’s stinger
It’s attached to a wasp
With a sweet tooth for disdain
I’d kill it
I’d empty its guts on the floor
If it meant that something would change

Drug up the message
And fuzz out the details for now
All ends the same way
It finds its way back somehow

So kill this memory
Before it kills me

Bleed me dry
Skin becomes sores
Bleed me dry
Come back for more

Who the fuck am I kidding
Its entrails could rot on the floor
And I’d leave it there
All this time I’ve been wasting
It became a bore
I pretend to care
Remove its essence
Let the memory drown
In the lake
In the sudden descent
Of a constant burden
I awake

I killed the memory
Before it killed me

I’ll rip out its skull
If it means the whole world

Drug up the message
And fuzz out the details for now
All ends the same way
It finds its way back somehow

The skull I’ve selected
To bore all this into is mine
Escapism
The method induced this time

Killing the end time
Destroy what’s left of the mind
Therapy dreads me
This antiseptic of a life

I tossed out the painting
But the nails are still hanging there
I spit on its grave
To embed in it that I don’t care

Bleed

There must be some clarity
In the clearing
I swear I saw that day
The memory died
It’s all I can ask for
So i say

credits

from 1515, released December 18, 2020

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

the Psychodox Cleveland, Ohio

One insane idiot's road trip through the psychedelia-tinged world of heavy riffs and mass distortion.

contact / help

Contact the Psychodox

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this track or account

the Psychodox recommends:

If you like the Psychodox, you may also like: