from by Teethmarks



This town is mine. Every pair of eyes, every broken stare. Cold, incomplete. Bored of the beat. Say a silent prayer for all the west-end babies still doing fine, licking the moisture off the bar til closing time. The lights are coming up.

“In another life”, they say, “I did it all.”

Dionysus gone to rot. Hit the ice and fall. Dream within the rolling wheels. Grind your teeth. Wrestle with the one you fuck. Accept defeat. It’s alright. It’s a collect call. It’s temporary. Take it all. Sunglasses under cloudy skies. Band of the week. Go out to eat or masturbate. Kiss on the cheek. It’s self-defeating. Fear and hostility survive, breeding like roaches in the corners of your mind. Ignore the answers. Ignore the tightness of your throat. Scream from the rafters some status update that you wrote. It’s not enough to make you feel alive and volatile and real. Could be a plane or a shooting star. A healing hand or a brand new scar. In a loveless world, you take what you can get. Just like all the rest.


from Survival, track released October 28, 2014
Written & arranged by Teethmarks

Jesse Bennett - Guitar / Vocals / Piano / Feedback
Graham Christian - Vocals
Joe Drebit - Drums
John Wellman - Guitar & Bass / Theremin

Recorded February 2014 at Progold Studios, Toronto
Produced by Ian Blurton & Teethmarks
Recorded and mixed by Ian Blurton
Mastered by Audioseige

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