1. |
Sink
01:37
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You left with your head in your hands
With a sick, little list of demands:
Some saw dust, and a little bit of sand
Like you could build your way out of this
But you made your case
And we were left in the wake
Of all you said; its awful impact
Old Shoulders
A neck that’s built on boulders
Why swim when you can sink?
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2. |
Wake
02:28
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We made room in a casket
Just a little bit of space
“I guess I’ll live there sometimes.
Throw stones and keep you safe.”
It moved so slow
Like it was plastered in place
“You were a no-show,
Set out to lay me to waste
Sat alone at the wake.
To watch you sing my praises.
If I reach the ceiling, I’ll probably explode.
I don’t know.
Now I’m running down ghosts
To raise hell in your home.
Then I’m running down ghosts
To raise hell on the throne.”
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3. |
All Got Sick
03:16
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It was minimum wage for a day
And it felt great to be above myself and just a little less afraid
Then I parked my ass in a van
Where I sat around, thought about death and shit
Then it all got sick
We all got sick
And then we left our kin
Heads set on ‘obstinate’
To help it all make sense
Sat alone in a nest
With our backs to the insects
And saying, “Home” was a mess
But we loved it in excess
Without wheels in the mud
Grind it out until your season comes
When the flies tie into your blood
You’ll all get sick
And then you’ll leave your kin
Heads set on ‘obstinate’
To make it all make sense
We were strapped to the seats
For a couple of weeks
Took a nosedive on average
Never felt like defeat
We were experts at loss
But it was course for the cause
Because for a time we were matchsticks
For a couple hundred sad kids
We’re all still sick
Set out to lead our kin
Heads set on ‘obstinate’
And now it all makes sense
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4. |
Throat
02:47
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I watched you go
I watched it close
Kept my eyes where you could see ‘em
Kept my hands inside my throat
Cause I felt choked
When you left I felt choked
Start a fire
At the most I’m a ghost
So just send me down below
Or pick a fight with a spark
And then send me down below
Start a fire
It’s like catching wasps in a net
And wearing their barbs on your neck
I watched you go
I watched it close
Kept my eyes up on the ceiling
Kept my hands inside my throat
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5. |
Old Husks
03:39
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I honestly can’t say a single nice thing
Or much of anything for all of these insects
And their empires
Holding old husks
But I can say
I don’t miss the days
Of being a pawn or a martyr in somebody’s imperfect game
When the shows I take
Mean more than the points I make
Like how I say things that the earth shouldn’t take
How I’m screaming out
Like all the time
In hopes that these hang-ups will somehow unwind
When these terrible scenarios seem like all I know
So I’ll pack up some feelings to take to the grave
And I honestly can’t say a single nice thing
Or much of anything for all of these insects
And their empires
Holding old husks only for themselves
Only for themselves
A little insight into hell
A little comfort for our shells
And we stay cause it’s safe there
I admit I’m content
With this feeling of constant
Relapsing, reviving, then lying in wait
When the unhinged start of all these things I pull apart
Replace them with magic until it’s just not the same
A chorus line, set to off-half-time
Piece of the puzzle not quite set in frame
Then it creeps in like a soft wind
And I feel it all over like old, chipping paint
But the real world is compelled to spin
I wish that I could have felt anything since
Fuck all these insects and their empires
Holding old husks only for themselves
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6. |
Stay Beat
03:10
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Screw your head on straight
Then learn to love your lane
Keep the bullshit and it’s requisites at bay
Something like a kid
Born inside a bin
A random mix of chemicals
Reaction over quick
Adapt it
Don’t turn the other cheek
Play nice with all those who think you weak
Then keep that head on straight
And learn to act your age
Lead a single praise
Then turn around and walk away
Hang your head by your knees
While all the world is asleep
Hold fast, turn tail, then just retreat
It’s easier to stay beat
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7. |
Barely a Sea
02:49
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When you’re awake
I wanna sing into your soft face
But it’s not as much fun
As throwing your name around
With my head in the ground
And my foot in my mouth
I could hear them thinking,
“Too bad you’re so old.”
I disagree
I was an ocean once
Now I’m barely a sea
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8. |
Perfect Mess
02:31
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Sewn up tight in bedsheets
Choking on an air that’s sick yet sweet
A sort of existential arrogance with doubt drowning underneath
And I know that I should take a break
Stop giving out grace in spades
And I know that I should take the day
But I’m gonna stay in anyway
Toeing a great divide
Tossing blessings across the fence
Breath deep in an attempt to cultivate a perfect mess
And with the advent of time
We’ve all fallen behind
With the advent of passing time
We’ve all instantly fallen behind
I know that I should take a break
Stop giving out grace in spades
I know that I should take the day
But I’m gonna stay in anyway
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9. |
Living in the Walls
03:06
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I’m falling asleep, but nothing feels good
So it’s not like sleep at all
It’s like I’m living in the walls
My heart’s in space
Put my head in its place
My eyes in their sockets
And my skin like a snake
I’m always awake
What I’m trying to say
I can’t say
But I’m trying to say it plainly
I’ll be honest
I’ve been throwing shade, mixing signals, and going grey
I’m feeling great about it
Mostly great about it
I’m still insane
Just out of the frame
I’m falling asleep but nothing feels good
So it’s not like sleep at all
It’s like I’m living in the walls
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10. |
Shame
03:42
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I was in tip-top shape
With a hole in my face
I had nothing to say
Still tried all day
If you could sleep in the smoke stacks
It might not sit the same
Cause if you’d breath in the smoke stacks
You’d find calm in the shame
We built a life in the trenches
Out of tables and benches
We pushed trash to our best friends
But we were good for it
In past lives, there were worse times
We tied ourselves to our favorite ship
And went down with it
I was in tip-top shape
A new hole in my face
So I filled it with faith and weird shit to say
If you could breath in the smoke stacks
It might not sit the same
Cause if you see through the smoke stacks
You’ll find calm in the shame
They say
You’d better play until the safety all makes way
They say
You’re better off keeping the animals at bay
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11. |
Leveled Again
06:44
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Saw that old post again
A lack of focus
But I treasure such a simpler time
Young and bold
A light that’s slowly fading
Who’s right to question why?
When it flayed our innocence, then so swiftly resigned
My sight’s leveled again
An eternity, but who’s counting?
So I’ll call you the culprit
But the damage is done
Complicated, I’m sure
But forgiveness always finds a way to run.
Your burdened mind
Maybe could have healed with just a little time
We’ll seek out some closure
For the ones who never said goodbye
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Dikembe Gainesville, Florida
4 dudes basically from Gainesville, FL. Our discography spans from jangly emo punk to grungy alt rock. Hopefully we never make the same record twice. Other than our new record, Muck, everything should be free/pay what you want. If you can’t afford Muck please let us know and we’ll help you out. ... more
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