split w/ the discord of a forgotten sketch

by brain fever

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released 20 April 2012

listen to the discord of a forgotten sketch's side here:
thediscordofaforgottensketch.bandcamp.com/album/split-with-brain-fever

vocals: vanessa gloux, nicolas field, alex kurth
guitar: nicolas field
bass: alex kurth
drums: noah michael

recorded by eric andrews.
mixed by alex kurth.
mastered by craig boychuk

AMF012/PS06/THNS03

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Track Name: black weed
What were you looking for? Something to sedate you. What were you looking for? Something to numb you through. But you'll always be looking for something. When it's late and your dreams can't distract, you'll always be looking for something, to pretend that you like how you act. But you'll always be looking for something. You're always looking, looking! When its late and I'm up all alone, I'll always be looking for something.
Track Name: death giver
I'm sick and tired of your excuses. Filling the void with tar and smoke, I was better off on my own. Sick and tired of your excuses, I was better off, I was better off on my own. I've weakened, they've weakened, I've weakened, they've weakened. I've weakened. Quitting isn't always giving up.
Track Name: falling apartments
I have lost myself, I'm falling apart. And I don't know for how much longer I can keep it together. It tears me up, the way you look at me day by day. The way our eyes have seemed to glaze.This place is a halfway house, made for people who can't shut their mouths. The trench between walls grows deeper. As I walk the halls, I dig my own grave. Burying myself in our violence. I can't be here anymore. I can't be here anymore. This house will never be a home. The roof is caving in, my head is caving in. This house will never be home. I don't know how much longer I can stand this. Fuck.