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Pareidolia

by Mutes

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1.
Spitting 01:05
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Nothing came and went. Like the grief of passing friends Like the ashes of the answers that are blowing in the wind Well we found our leading man He’s got that look that just implies the end so well Memory is so beneath me. So spare my injuries They played no part in this. Been cast out of my own body They will love you from afar. In the shade of who you are. How are we faring now? What if there’s nothing missing? We’re just missing out on all the action. How are we failing now? What if there’s nothing missing? We’re just sworn enemies of satisfaction.
3.
Sweet victim of relief The struggle under sheets. Discarded paper trail Rearranged and burnt at will. There’s no new words I’ll try to do my worst. This is the fear of changing shape. Taking place So well. I don’t tire Or bend Or break As useless as I’ve ever been. Guarded young No room to learn This well-established myth will eat its own I caught myself trying to reinvent the lie I broke the back of every answer I could find Murdered coincidence with every reason why Survived by nothing and no-one at all.
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Overfed 02:03
I earn my birthrights as time allows Swallow my purpose just to spit it out The young are dying so much older now I’m losing sympathy and common ground Fearing Lying gets you nowhere Fawning over every rotting remain Fear of my salvation Dislocation Every lifetime the same I’m saving my compassion For a time when I’ve got nothing to say If lying gets you nowhere… Pull me under Peel this distance away. So sheltered from the cause of my concern I’d renegotiate all lessons learnt But the finer point is: You should have turned out more like what we paid for.
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I made a promise in the face of death Never thought I’d have to live to fulfil it. Fell in love with a stranger I swear they know me better than my mirror’s image might. It takes a lot to leave a world behind And find yourself unrecognised. I’ll learn to live with less I’ll suffer this wantonness My analgesic holiness Some prayers are better left unsaid It comes with the territory That I know. Sucked down if you stay Spat out if you go I never knew him that well But he was far from alone. But he pissed away ever chance he’d ever known. This is what you get for putting your faith In anyone’s skin but your own. I’d rather be caught dead Then forcing myself to live. I’ll betray every sense that I’ve got Before I find the sense to leave And I’ll find myself Unrecognised
6.
Shaking skin from hollow bones A slow collapse from years outgrown It puts an end to every graceless thought And conquers every fear we’ve known That’s when I knew I’d make a change I felt my memories rearrange I saw our prayers make their retreat I found our promises born still down the side streets I lived the death of my family name All that generation loss had left me sleeping half-awake Every angle lost All exes abusive Some trauma reminded So many welcome distractions I felt infinity rising beneath my aquatic skin There were no sole survivors I felt my life begin Again.
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I was scratching some fake wound Under house-lights For the pleasure of some half-dead room And I felt my lack of permanence Forcing me to co-exist with Every name that I had missed and asked again Systematic bliss In all the blood I shed And every witness spared Is given an answer I was lying about my age To the mirror Counting every day I’d wasted on myself Every colour that I’ve learnt Has refused to find their shade inside the grey that’s trailing me Right to my grave Systematic Bliss In all the blood I’ve shared And every witness spared Still slurring for answers Just stay a lesser threat Even my birth was stolen No say in my side being chosen So I keep my crosses out of view There’s not a single thought I’ve had that I’d swear was new I swear there’s nothing I can say that I’d admit to It kills all the kindness in me And leaves me with truths that I can’t face It kills all the kindness in me Will I find myself again?
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All forced entries All ruined young Those men of violence We allow them to become They think they own the rights to Every living thing sight that Dares to breathe No crimes of passion Victims of lust No miscommunication No conviction is time enough So bag yourself an early grave And drag your bloody knuckles all the way So kill the habit Of wanting more And suck your figure in Until you’re suitably adored Well I know they’ll save a place for me I’ve been rewriting history And I come out looking pretty fucking good You make me out to be so cold Like you were better off alone I’m a common breed- I know. It haunts me like scars and the fears I’ve shown. Stay hollow They’ll follow And put your skin up for sale Whilst you’re busy chewing nails I’ve sworn love in excess I’ve scraped the beauty from bones I have prayed to disappear I steer between spaces of self-preservation and lingering doubt The onslaught of ages Impregnable stasis All heads in the ground So awake evaded consequence And bear your arms to seek exact revenge. Exact revenge.
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Form/Colour 07:01
Future lovers Strung together After hours Lose form & colour Staring down reflections Faked abductions All for writing worth remembering I am still searching for a way to forget it all Fresh blood In bed with the devil you know You’ll burn for your purpose alone Only fatal And unable From the ashes to the cradle All your Promised hours Years devoured Stole of every chance to flower I am still paying for that night I forgot my age I wished entire worlds away Don’t rely too heavily on the truth The soul is spineless by design And so’s the faith you’ll lose I cut my teeth on the shadow of days And I’m running out of ways to drop your name.

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The sophomore LP from Mutes. Entirely self-recorded and mixed.

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released June 21, 2019

Recorded and mixed by James
All instrumentation by James- except drums by Junior Laidley
Mastered by Mark Gittins of Megatone Studios

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