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Fever Dreams

by Poison Coats

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1.
Sell/Soul 03:21
If you give a man an island, he will promptly ask for the sea So tell him the salt inside the waves will have to do Like the seasons, I repeat myself to make sure I'm real Real enough to keep the mask from falling; to stay up straight like a waterless dam Light is metered, but darkness is free When the invoice arrives, just bill it to me Summer's heat dried Autumn's leaves Winter came and brought its chill In Spring she tended to the garden And so she married for the thrill Time is never lost, but given away Or at least it's better to think that way You are the needle that's scratching my records I hate the sound, but I love this song You are the car, I am only the driver You are the lawyer that is proving me wrong Knobs are turning to change the station The only words that I can make out Are "sell" and "soul" and "new" and "old" So instead I'll just turn it off
2.
Rattle 'round my brain Looking for something to help sustain Sifting through the mire Putting the flames to sleep beside the fire If there's something I should know, please tell me now If there's something I should do, please tell me how Picking at my skin - looking to find the guilt that lies within (I couldn't find it with a ten foot grin) Mistaking lies for faith Fishing for men on a boat that's made up of living and breathing and kicking and screaming bait It's such an actual disgrace Devoid of the reasons that kept us here in the first and the second, the third and the last place And I'm coughing up desire Christening the sex we set on fire If there's a light left in your eyes, you should put it out There is not one single thing you should know about Cause I keep having these fever dreams Where I am covered in a warm sunbeam A fire starts and I am trapped inside And I can't put it out, no matter how hard I try Shooting like a satellite And crashing like the stars across the midnight sky on a string like a floating kite I'm pissing vanity Restructuring conceit into humility soaked in reciprocity Could you give me a minute to explain all the things that I cannot wrap around my brain? No? Alright. I didn't need it anyway Cause I keep having these fever dreams By the ocean in a bright moonbeam Where I die holding a wedding ring Beside my bride, I think she's seventeen And I could not tell you why All I think of is a wishing well My other thoughts have all gone straight to hell I'm fishing for them like a compliment Without a direction; without any common sense
3.
Kaleidoscoping commotion Twist and tumble to build some kind of Stacked and jagged reaction Fingertip correlation Somebody whispered that time was only Built to monetize; to quantify; to crucify Whatever happened is what happened But what matters is what happens next Kissing booths and aeroplanes We swam across the sky and with the Slightest touch, left our mark on God's left eye The wheel of time is in motion Time is everlasting; time is that thought that escaped And it's the biggest liar of all Whatever happened is what happened But what matters is what happens next If this is what was wanted from it all Well, everything that rises was bound to fall Romanticizing devotion Redacted phone calls; siamese statements that read, "If there's a word on that page, then there's ink in the pen." Sycophantic dissension Permissable as pretense All of those steps that you followed are the same ones that lead you back home Whatever happened is what happened But what matters is what happens next If this is what was wanted from it all Strike a match; burn it down; count the ashes as they fall If this is what was wanted from it all Well, everything that rises was bound to fall
4.
Quetzalcoatl 04:00
It's in the hair of the dog that bit me Blood on the quill of the porcupine A wrecking ball to the cheap construction Like making paper dolls in the rain Every time anyone gets closer It starts to feel like a masquerade So I advise you to keep pretending So you can join the parade Quetzalcoatl in dark sunglasses Selling drugs to the kids by the riverside When they were questioned on their supplier They said he flew, but his tail rattled on the ground Every time anyone comes over I'm getting too high to sleep at night Fight or flight; there's a hole that must be dug While I am living inside
5.
Spirals 02:37
Sometimes I fell like a stranger lives inside my head I cannot keep it straight Pulling from inside and twisting me into this Spiral that I can't escape Hold my hand I can't make it out of here; I won't make it out of here alone Sometimes I know that it's creeping down my spine And shivers run right through my veins But I just keep on this straight face and laugh at my mistakes I know that I can't escape fate Hold my hand I can't make it out of here; I won't make it out of here alone.

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released April 15, 2016

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