The Color Nothing EP

  • Released: October 1st, 2013
  • Produced by: Jesse Cannon

 

Lyrics

Vertigo Snakes

Trespasser
Reduce me
When I grow up I’m going to self-destruct all just for you my lamb
Stop
Panic
Our insides torn out our upsides turned down
Let me in and spit me out
What are these eyelids even for?
I haven’t slept in years
Living in the dreams I’ve dreamt you had
Can’t you see through the hole in my head that I put all my trust in your fiction?
Buried beneath the surface of everything that I love
Be with me while I’m alone at my best
It’s warm and safe and unheard of
Vertigo snakes, rock bottom bed
Take me back to the first daze
“Plenty but she didn’t”
Take me back to the first daze
“Plenty but she didn’t”
I’m so tired
Tiptoeing through the lion’s den
Trading gold for territorial piss stains
Spinning to the sound of my blowing mind
Can’t you see through the hole in my head that I put all my trust in your fiction?
Waiting beneath the surface of everything that I love
Be with me while I’m alone at my best
It’s warm and safe and unheard of
Vertigo snakes, rock bottom bed

In the Millions

Pull back bedazzled scales and reveal these swollen mothers
Caustic wombs beneath leper skins
Fertile with all the colors of nothing
Discharged into empty palms
Licking up what your body spills
Glowing platinum blonde, but burning cold
Black out the constant light and remind me to forget this weekend’s pulse
Watching the falling locust endure a planetary withdrawal
If you don’t know where you are how will you ever find your way home?
All my friends are pixelating
Synopsis of diluted men
Everything is breaking down and I’m still folding here in the mouth of infinity
Compacting wisdom against bone, picking meat from a saber tooth smile
I can’t catch my breath
Don’t sneak a breath
Knocking out teeth in celebration
The under bite has been stabilized
Tying off each other’s crooked tongues
I cant catch my breath this is sickening
Contracting spasms at the communist communion
Patiently waiting for the nuclear to fall out
Lusting children are dropping their jaws
Waiting to taste the glooms’ perspiration
This is the countdown of the disillusioned
You never calculated that time would take its time
This time
Standing at the edge of the earth, there is only human error
Human error

Moon Hives

Oh Bite down
I’m taking everything
Everything
Oh
We can chew through the fat
Chew through the fat
Open minds dilate
Like eyes adjusting to light
The streets have become
A sideshow swarming with…
With men that the full moon requires
It’s an acquired taste
When the sick eat the sick
When the sick eat the sick
When the sick eat the sick
When the sick eat the sick
When the sick eat the sick
Running wild with the hook
Start the last round of applause
Dig it up
Wake it up
Bury it
Nothing is mine anymore
When the sick eat the sick
When the sick eat the sick
When the sick eat the sick
When the sick eat the sick

Tabula Rasa

God’s dirty fingernails
Prance across my skin
Unmasking epileptic error
Bubbling with no tongue to swallow
Deflowering my adolescent dreams
Black, red, blue, and black again
Gasps of bleach exhaled as scarlet clouds
Vertigo sets off and weeds me out
Emaciated addicted dreams
Drown the drain of shattered design
Dry heave on all my
Done for dreams, leave me
Swallowed, hopes dripping
Stray sights swell, diffuse
Just as delicate germs break
Emaciated addicted dreams
Drown the drain of shattered design
So keep drowning, keep drowning
And breaking these unconscious desires
Desires
Living for the second
I see you for what I really am

Chernobyl Kiss

I don’t go anywhere without my medicine
You know the things I’ve done and what I’m capable of
So it seems that we’ve traded places
One face I’ll never wear
The jailhouse genius
Speaking in braille
So it seems that we’ve traded places
One more face I’ll never wear
In blinding white hindsight
Lost inside this dead space
Look what I have become
Where is my forked tongue?
Standing at the edge of everything
Tall enough to fall from
Standing at the edge of everything
Tall enough to fall from this lucid dream
A collapsed mind
Doomed by the moon
The nightmare
Kicking my feet
I think I’ve got
Someone just
I’m not sorry that I’m gone
Behold the answers carved in my palms
High-class train wreck
Split at the seams
We’re jumping alone
With broken wings
Standing at the edge of everything
Tall enough to fall from
Standing at the edge of everything
Tall enough to fall from this lucid dream

Album Credits

All songs written and performed by The Color Nothing

© The Color Nothing 2013

All songs produced, engineered, and mixed by Jesse Cannon and Mike Oettinger at Cannon Found Soundation in Union City, NJ – cannonfoundsoundation.com

Mastered by Alan Douches West West Side Music in New Windsor, NY

Artwork by Widy Adnaya (DekWeed) – dekweed.blogspot.com