Hive Mind

by GLITTERBOMB

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released October 17, 2015

Recorded Summer 2015 with Ryan Bram at Homewrecker Studios in Tucson, Arizona.
Mastered by Brad Boatright at Audiosiege Mastering

Artwork by Ben Manzanares. ben.manzanares@gmail.com

All songs written and performed by Glitterbomb.

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Track Name: Regal Graveyard
write it on the walls
you're getting better
you're feeling better
lose all your hope in me
run
with the fucking herd
live
by their fucking word
go ahead and die
buried by the norm
- derrick amadeus mozart
Track Name: SARS Cave
built from the bottom, but still on the ground
we don't tread far from where we are bound
confined to this tomb, escaping the womb
whither away, before I'm in bloom
I'll die in a husk, my soul long dead
never rid of this blight in my head
I never wanted you
I never needed you

- lyrics by Brennen Westermeyer
Track Name: Dead Row
you pile of trash
have you nothing to say about the state of your consciousness
have you nothing to show for this god awful mess you're in
I think it's high time you climbed out of that bloody sarcophagus
I think it's my time you're on and you're going to be late again

do you see what is behind me? the shadow of a man who used to breathe. an image of a teenager who used to believe, an idea of a boy who was never conceived. an image out of time where my life felt so serene. when each moment of the day seemed to sit on the hour. all the while things continue to sour. the dust is all collecting, it's accepting it's power. all that's left from here is our darkest hour.

tell me you've got a solution for the shitty state we're in
write it in your stupid book
be the pawn who takes the rook
take a stand or shut the fuck up

- lyrics by derrick ambri and michael cook
Track Name: Friend Boat
there has to be more than you are letting on
you have got to want more than more shitty songs
they are not working or man you are really gone
hold back everyone for your empty cause
now you're on to something
now you're getting somewhere
if that's all you've got then I guess it will show
if that's all you want then I guess I wont know
if that's all you brought then it's time for us to go
give me something to believe in
- dwreck
Track Name: High Mom
make a sound, don't you lose sight of it
make it count, the read and the write of it
come around, just like you always do
come back down.
murder
murderer
here we are again pacing back and forth
[see me, feel me, hear me]
can't you see I'm trying, I don't want to talk about it
can't you feel I'm dying, I don't want to talk about it
can't you hear me crying, I don't want to talk about it
now I'm gone and you're still lying.
- derrick amadeus mozart esq.
Track Name: Thanks Casey
maybe you don't have to try so hard
maybe you're putting too much thought into it
maybe you don't know what the fuck you're talking about
maybe you should go sit down and read some fucking literature
shut up
I don't know why I still consider you a friend
I don't know if I will get over this
I don't know why I try to rhyme
I don't know how not to hate you
I don't know
but maybe
I hear your back breaking
I feel my back breaking
- your mom