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Holy Death
04:24
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This is not a scheme
I can’t do what I don’t believe in
Escaping into a meaning
One long dream
Hungover by emotion
Fighting to die on my feet
A holy death
Each interaction a probe
Another painful extraction draining me
Abducted into an odyssey
I ponder the depth of me
Black, amber, crimson, and crystal swans
Half poison, half purity the scales read
Shrewd mirror evaluations telling me
This dreamscape a ghost town
Scarcity of vibrancy and of less heart
I may flow with my tears
To rejoice in their warmth
And down then up with their freedom
Like glitter in the air
Hungover by emotion
Fighting to die on my feet
A holy death
Each interaction a probe
Another painful extraction draining me
Abducted into an odyssey
I ponder the depth of me
Black, amber, crimson, and crystal swans
Half poison, half purity the scales read
Shrewd mirror evaluations telling me
This dreamscape a ghost town
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Daymare Paradigm
03:40
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Paper dolls, a human chain
A million and one face behind a name
To make humanity a brand
Already consuming me, part of a beast
A thing for one to aim, grooming me
The fullest could condition a soft brain
Hardening, paving the way
Even the depths of you are shallow
Breeding dystopian monsters
Thrown from a nightmare to a daymare paradigm
Nothing is safe from ruin
The fair weather is misleading
Are you on the wrong team?
Do you stand for anything
No empowerment in thrall
I think for me
The hourglass runs empty
No charm to your flaws
I asked to see
Paper dolls, a human chain
A million and one face behind a name
To make humanity a brand
Already consuming me, part of a beast
A thing for one to aim, grooming me
The fullest could condition a soft brain
Hardening, paving the way
Taking years of rewiring
To unmask and un-train
A world of imaginary and perfectly imperfect things
But not a physical place to belong
To belong to, the feeling
I long over time
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River Lethe
04:21
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Obsessively checking the hands of time as they change
While people make the same mistakes
No glory days, the guilt erodes away the good memories
Of a path of fondness and reminiscing, I can’t walk
I tried to bury it, but it keeps coming back
No glossing over a hand grasping out of a shallow grave
Playing keep away with a calcified child buried further inside of me
Praying to the river Lethe relieve me
Relieve me
Thoughts taste of iron
And my mind goes blank with white intensity
My body turns on me
A replacement for the fixation
No home to return to, or mend
Working my fingers to the bone
To salvage and fulfill my soul
A pick for each clock tick
A sigh for an hour my heart raced
I tried to bury it, but it keeps coming back
More dysmorphic, more dysphoric
No glossing over a figure staggering to stand
Playing keep away with a calcified child buried further inside of me
Praying to the river Lethe relieve me
Relieve me
Thoughts taste of iron
And my mind goes blank with white intensity
My body turns on me
A replacement for the fixation
The way worries drive me
No home to return to, or mend
Working my fingers to the bone
To salvage and fulfill my soul
Where did the days and the years go
Up with my youthful glow
A look in my eyes and you’ll know
Working my fingers to the bone
To salvage and fulfill my soul
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Incantations
03:26
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Survival of the fittest
Be the prettiest and the most available
Showing your heart as power move
No bowing down
No bowing down
Seeing red
Burned into my brain
The thoughts stinging
Flames dance with their voices like incantations
My body resisting weak but resilient
So numb to the feeling
Not easy to please
Burned into my brain
Where they were, how they said it
Burned into my brain
My body weak but resisting
No deflection
No one defended me
They say I’m overreacting
There was no compassion, just hypocrisy
No one to avenge the spirit lost in me
Cross my heart, dignity
No one sees what I see
Oh, the spirit rising in me
Seeing red
Burned into my brain
The thoughts stinging
Flames dance their voices like incantations
My body resisting weak but resilient
So numb to the feeling
Not easy to please
I almost believed
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Intimacy in the Killing
05:16
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Cut them down knee by knee
So, they can never stand above me and look down on me again
By choice or by force it’d end the same
The familiar pain, like Stockholm syndrome
Dropping them, dropping them
Walls built by bodies
Trenches and motes of blood
Better than disowning the pain, villainizing
I didn’t want to let you go as I let you in, dejected
I let you win, sabotaging
It hurt me more as I got to know you
There are sharks in the shallows
Intimacy in the killing
Living fast doesn’t suit me
No closing in, rising in the fall, falling out of favor
Found a sweet spot smiling through tears
Only fulfillment to the utmost potential
A pedestal still too low
I thought I could earn your love, chosen
Be worthy enough to be loved, protected and respected
I didn’t want to let you go as I let you in, dejected
I let you win, sabotaging
I still feel the breaking
It hurt me more as I got to know you
There are sharks in the shallows
Intimacy in the killing
Cut them down knee by knee
So, they can never stand above me and look down on me again
By choice or by force it’d end the same
The familiar pain, like Stockholm syndrome
Dropping them, dropping them
Walls built by bodies
Trenches and motes of blood
Better than disowning the pain, villainizing
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6. |
Black Dog
04:36
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I tried to warn him
Like the men before him
But he wouldn’t stay away
Driven to insanity
Living for the chase
Black dog
Standing in the backyard
Taking up the doorway
I never meant to taunt him
I really want him to rest where he lays
I gave my heart away
Contracted, I’m already engaged
Living for myself
Our love never aged
A gardenia for each day
It’s customary
Fighting the living, revering the dead
I have obligations prior engagements
The answer is always the same
Black dog
Standing in the backyard
Taking up the doorway
Crawling up the staircase
To drag this man’s soul away
I never meant to taunt him
I really want him to rest where he lays
I gave my heart away
Contracted, I’m already engaged
Living for myself
Our love never aged
A gardenia for each day
It’s customary
Fighting the living, revering the dead
I have obligations prior engagements
The answer is always the same
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Daemon Heart
03:54
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I thought I had done well of putting my heart up
Ripping it out, cutting it off my sleeve
I buried pieces of it deep
Jarred some of it high
Fed it to the lions and the tigers as sacrifice, sacrifice
And burnt it in the fireplace every night
To keep me warm
To keep the thieves away
Satiate the hungering
To not hurt again but it’s constant, rejecting
The phantom of my heart knocking endlessly
A stake through me begging please, put me out of misery
Cut finely, thinking logically
Elusive so much so lost it
The moon made it bloom
And Neptune made it vapor
Venus made it stranger
Cast off to wash up whole again
Regenerating
I filled every chamber in concrete
Shattered to a thousand pieces
Hung to dry, hid it under the leaves
Froze it in ice to stop the bleeding
Oh, stop the bleeding
I don’t regret a thing
Alone but not lonely
Nothing else seems right for me
Nothing satiates the hungering
To not hurt again but it’s constant, rejecting
The phantom of my heart knocking endlessly
A stake through me begging please, put me out of misery
Cut finely
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8. |
Erised Woman
04:26
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A man with many wives
In line to be concubine
A second of acclaim
Burn the city in my name
Burn the city in my name
Lover of many, holder of none
To twenty-five thousand people
I don’t like the attention
A cursed creation, mausoleum to museum
Venus De Milo, but a freakshow
Something broken in me they tell me so
The irony I can’t hold a Romeo
Prizes of pride when your ego dies
To be at your side
Pious to be received as a queen
A love marriage with no dowry
A standard of beauty
At the altar worshipping the ache of identity
My name a stain on history
If the walls could speak
Telling of society, clinging to sanity
A soul robbed from sleep now a marble body
Sought to snatch for show, invented a Neptunian symbol of status
Resurrected patterns
Lover of many, holder of none
To twenty-five thousand people
I don’t like the attention
A cursed creation, mausoleum to museum
Venus De Milo, but a freakshow
Something broken in me they tell me so
The irony I can’t hold a Romeo
Prizes of pride when your ego dies
To be at your side
Pious to be received as a queen
A love marriage with no dowry
A standard of beauty
At the altar worshipping the ache of identity
My name a stain on history
If the walls could speak
Telling of society, clinging to sanity
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9. |
State of Grace
03:30
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Angst of success
Shunning the temporariness, of temporary happiness
What happens after this, what’s next?
Nothing left for missing or mourning
A vagrant eternally wandering to the ends of the earth
Letting the waves permit me to die
Fiending an unbeatable high
The orgasm of life
Try all I might
Hold me sacred without despair
Hold me sacred and quiet
Judged vainly, revealing your facade
A loyal fanatic for the state of grace
Medium to advocate for the late
Not lifeless, as the center of a universe, secure
Spectral and invisible
Nothing left for missing or mourning
A vagrant eternally wandering to the ends of the earth
Your body my hearse, my life now up to your words
Letting the waves permit me to die
Fiending an unbeatable high
The orgasm of life
Try all I might
Hold me sacred and quiet
My cold feet, estranged in the familiarity of knowing
Bringing no heat to memories
Estranged in the familiarity of knowing the ways
Hold me sacred without despair
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10. |
As You Lived
03:37
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Python pendant
Lodged in the throat
Cuts the more you choke
No bargaining
Setting the pace, straight to the final stages
Human development and grief
The doves are darker than the ravens
Mother’s tongue is wholesome
Guard your soul
Cherry picking pretty
Painting dead faces as condolences
Fame is a monster, greed is the father
Dying as you lived so I’m not surprised
What’s the difference between expensive coffins and fast cars
The variants of fear
Following the leader off the bridge
Are you closest to the baddest bitch?
Not checking, living longer minding my own business
Cherry picking pretty, a fair legacy
Painting dead faces as condolences
The way a reputation lives
Fame is a monster, greed is the father
Dying as you lived so I’m not surprised
What’s the difference between expensive coffins and fast cars
The variants of fear
To be celebrated as you lived, an open casket
Lest we forget
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