Fire, Said The Albatross
Nunica, Michigan

Emo
Progressive
Math-core

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Contact & Media Info:
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Email: firesaidthealbatross@gmail.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/pg/FireSaidTheAlbatross/

Bandcamp: firesaidthealbatross.bandcamp.com


Lyrics:

Take my mind/
To a disrupted place/
(Somewhere to hide away).

If insecurities build/
The sensation will race/
(By the end of the day).

I'll wither away/
In unfair portions.
(Without any recollection).

Seeing colors/
In perfect distortion.
(Stretched to form new emotions).

Anxiously I wait/
For these feelings/
To take their toll.
Could it be too late/
Or will the dark unfold?

There's nothing left here/
There's no resemblance.
What is this consciousness/
That I've become accustomed to?

There's no recognition/
For I'm becoming.
This savage miscreation/
It holds my devestation.

It's far too late/
and I'm far too gone.
At this exponential rate/
The change has begun.

(Monstrosity)
Hoping to evolve/
From something less/
(There's nothing left).

Violently collapsing/
Into nothingness.

Restless resentment/
Towards the ones who care.
From conscious states/
To numbered days/
I'm lost and I can't find my way.

Reckless intentions/
Cause I chose not to care.
Restrain the stasis/
Just let them invade.

I wanna own my actions/
But that's not as enticing.
I need to control my thoughts/
But the suffering's enlightening.

Laying within this mold/
Is there even any trace/
Of what I've left behind?

The overwhelming breaths of adoration/
Gently exhaled from appreciation/
To bring solace to the fact/
That I'm gone....

Maybe there's a rhyme/
From drowned ancient times.
That would justify my sharp recession/
Into this fluctating transformation.

Where's the explanation/
That could reveal why my sanity/
Has vanished from this collection.

I'm feeling the bitterness/
From the digestion of my actions.

Throughout my skin/
I feel their breaths.
Their essence/
Have lost significance/

Flora and Fauna/
Come forward with bliss.
Sedate me from this pain/
and lay me to rest.

Make believe your depression/
How intense are the depths.
Of an unreal situation/
Too riddled with regrets...

Members:

James Falkowski - Guitar/Vocals

Douglas Bishop - Drums/Vocals

Devon Sargent - Guitar/Vocals

Tyler Thompson - Bass/Vocals