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Natives

by Pridelands

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1.
The Inkwell 03:26
The deepest hue of blue ink is coursing through my arteries Submerged deep in me, submerged deep in me Sliding its way across the potholes in the driveway, the cracks on my lips and through my fingertips Onto age-old paper held together with little more than a purpose And in the space of a basement that time had long forgotten If there’s one thing I know in bitterness and in angst It’s that the black bile drowning me will serve a great plan Fall from my mouth and tell the thousand different stories That you've strung into the index of my brain So spill. If there’s one thing I know in bitterness and in angst If there’s one thing I know, if there’s one thing I know An atlas has carved its history in my eyelids And branded its name in my dreams. The searing red burns into my thoughts And picks to death the things I never wanted to see I never wanted Failure, as it seems needs to be seen to believe Pray this deep blue ink will spell it out for me Fall from my mouth and tell the thousand different stories That you've strung into the index of my brain I watch them drip across and make the etches tangible Hold my hand, keep me warm.
2.
Contingency 03:04
I felt eruptions around me I felt eruptions around me Like volcanoes of anger and blistering silence What did we do to deserve this? A contingency waiting to drown me Relinquished to suffering and for what? For nothing I am bound to the tension Like a siren in our minds, we are all connected One in the loss, one in the pain One in the bleak and the rupture, we are one in the same What's left to take when all has been exhumed? These words slipped out from a nervous tongue And I'm trying my best to be someone Worth knowing, am I too late? Cause I know when words are not enough And I can't speak for myself but you've got to let go Pick yourself up, pick yourself up and let go I've got a war on my mind, I've got to let go What's left to take when all has been exhumed? These words slipped out from a nervous tongue And I'm trying my best to be someone Worth knowing, am I too late? Cause I know when words are not enough And I can't speak for myself but you've got to When all has been exhumed So tell me what do I do? I was never as strong as you I felt eruptions around me I am bound to the tension Like a siren in my mind, I am connected One in the loss, one in the pain One in the bleak and the rupture, I am one in the same
3.
Blank faces stare into an empty screen Profitable lies constricting you and me If you can't feel the poison If you can't feel the poison creeping into your bloodstream How ignorant can you be? How ignorant can you be? Daughters of solace, sons of none We need to come together and admit what we've done The unravelling starts now, the end is nigh The time for charades is over and the time for truth high Yeah, forked tongues spitting lies now You wanna know what I think? You're just a coffin count You've been trapped in Devil's Snare Corporative slander Force-fed propaganda Filthy rich from the mistreatment of the masses So wake the fuck up to the world you exist in Slave to the wage, expending life without living Tell me where to place my trust 'cause I am lost at the thought In a consumerist world, we will consume ourselves In a consumerist world, we will consume Daughters of solace, sons of none We need to come together and admit what we've done The unravelling starts now, the end is nigh The time for charades is over and the time for truth high We've seen the natives evicted from their homes The skyscrapers dance upon their precursor's bones If all you care about is which puppet dances best Then wake up, find clarity in disgrace We need to congregate In a consumerist world, we will consume ourselves
4.
Destitute 04:06
The common man left collecting debris His shattered heart and his worn out dreams Oh how the pioneers have turned their cheeks Oh how we all fall down, oh how we all fall down We had an obligation To leave this world Better off than it was When we were born Over and over, day after day Mass destitution, culture decay It's killing me, it's killing me to say I've been a part, I've been a part of this rat race Since I was old enough to see This grand fissure beneath my feet I count my blessings on both hands But I can't seem to understand If I am here to restore What has thrived before By its own hand, morality chokes A constant cycle jammed, the cogs have been disbanded So can you riddle me this? What has a thousand eyes but not a single mouth? Claims to hold the line but drags you into the ground? Will you remain enslaved? So fucking riddle me that And I can take it all back, (I can take it all back) And I can take it all back It belongs to them It's killing me, it's killing me to say I've been a part, I've been a part of this rat race Since I was old enough to see This grand fissure beneath my feet I count my blessings on both hands But I can't seem to understand If I am here to restore What has thrived before The common man His struggles are not his own Destitute, he understands Driven out of heart and home With little more than what he needs Cleansed from his gluttony The common man he finds his soul Buried underneath a bed of lies we're told
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Coffinbound 03:54
I can pinpoint the second everything fell apart The heel of Death against my chest, clocks never healed these scars Shapeshifter's hands heave this pen across the page Spitting ink-dipped prayers Keep me sheltered from the rain Dear God, keep me sheltered from the rain Day in day out, keep me tired keep me sick I'm not a man to be admired, nothing you can fix Trace your fingers down the cracks in my figure Drain the blood from my veins, break my bones ever-bitter because I, I've felt the burn in my throat, torn at by choke-holding ropes And now these coffins are all that I know Singing in harmony with choirs of the dead Ballads of breathlessness and all the ghosts in my head There are ghosts in my head There are ghosts in my head Can you hear them? I can hear them sing Coffinbound I feel their teeth tear my heart into pieces These apparitions keep me hanging When they stop whispering, I have nothing These apparitions keep me hanging on Singing in harmony with choirs of the dead Ballads of breathlessness and all the ghosts in my head Can you hear them? I can hear them sing

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released February 19, 2015

Produced/Mixed/Mastered by Declan White
Artwork by Brock Chamings

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