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It's true I ran in circles, but I was running with the best.
It made it hard to find the straight line you drew back to Angeles.
Now I've arrived and in due time maybe you'll find I have learned a lot,
the only circle I'll be running now is the one orbiting your heart.
You get the best of me, intrinsically, because the worst of me is dead. My bad habits reduced and managed by the arithmetic of dystrophic trends, they canceled each other out in the shallows of my dreams and came together to combust in the deepest part of me. I call it my conscious, that lonely little cricket, he’s been whispering your name into the thickest of my instincts, where the spirit induced endorphins visit the engravings I've had to make on walls that paint my heart with chemicals I let infiltrate my veins. I’m trying to sober up, shed bitterness I overdubbed unto the soundtrack of my struggles, the ecstasy I swallowed is still bubbling up my troubles, blunt smoke blocks the memorial lawn where I buried all my former lovers, the acid trips that once seemed dreamscapes now resemble sewer tunnels, and what was I searching for when I left you at the coast? Most days I think I was scared of having something so good so close. I wasn’t ready to offer you myself, because what was me was shame and hate, pride, lust, greed, all these insecurities. I found them clogging up my chest, So I went to war a schizophrenic to find responsibility and regain some self respect, it wasn’t easy, it gave me atomic headaches and stale breath, the detox calloused up my flesh and made me queasy, but now that’s gone. What’s left is only what you should get, clean and fresh, I’m offering you nothing less ‘till my remaining days are over. You get the best of me, if you want it, I’m only moving forward cause it means that we’ll be closer.
I sit in a dark rupture, calculating visions of my many minds;
categorizing regions of my voice, where truths disguise the lies.
I’ve learned a lot and I know, that it’s you I want to please.
Now we share the city, come close to what I’ve been building.