Hard copy of Britt A.M.'s new album, Psychic Knots! Physical copies of the album include exclusive artwork & liner notes!
Includes unlimited streaming of Psychic Knots via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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Includes unlimited streaming of Psychic Knots
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 5 days
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$20CADor more
lyrics
Calling out into the crowd for the answers to the thoughts I shout out loud.
Hoping for a lightning bolt,
To ruin or rev this strange revolt I'm somehow in.
Clawing at the edges of the definition of the sane, I'm feeling raw.
The glue that held me to the expectation of a normal life,
Is no longer sticking.
But in the end, none of this will matter.
We'll all be piles of rotting flesh, turning into dust.
And in the end, when all of our souls have dispersed.
Carried through the air to some foreign place, none of this will matter.
Yet...
Here I sit and ponder all the past things set in front of me,
While the future sneaks up.
On padded feet upon a carpet or a lawn so lush that you could ring it out.
And soon the minutes turn to years,
And you've been captive to your fears, and watering eyes.
With one last punch the future comes and tells you that
What's done is done, it's time to say bye.
But in the end, none of this will matter.
We'll all be piles of rotting flesh, turning into dust.
And in the end, when all of our souls have dispersed.
Carried through the air to some foreign place, none of this will matter.
None of this will matter.
None of this will matter.
None of this will matter.
None of this will matter.
The Atlanta trio find an appealing balance between their trademark razor sharp wiry riffage and freewheeling groove. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 9, 2024