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Invisible Mouths

by Thistopia

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1.
C. Combs 00:47
(Instrumental)
2.
Let's make this clear. Everyone has demons to hide. She's faceless, hidden behind locked doors. Only revealed to the dark and back alleys. So put on the mask and hide the shame. This guilt is euphoric. It's just inside your head. We’ve got the devil on our shoulder and he's pretty damn convincing. They want us to believe in our sins. Gods are only standard and we need them to get by. Fall down. Stay down. That’s where they want you in the end. “Give in!” screams the parasite. We’re fooled; converted by our own intrusive thoughts. “Give in!” screams the parasite. Give In. Oh, invisible mouths, how you speak so freely with poison, yet you show gritted teeth at the smallest opposition. We can’t swallow our own pride. I admitted to my faults. Regressed to a state of progression. Pain gives in to healing . End this. There’s no worth in living out these thoughts. Acceptance finds you with the wrong company. Get rid of what’s taken you. Because grace is the first step to end this.
3.
Disconnect 04:34
I know that I can feel more than contorted and bare. Yet I repeat, and I repeat, refusing to move on. Devotion has no hold on me. Clouded judgments held together with string. I’m hopeless seeking only substance. Hollowed shell, withered soul, challenged mind. Can I end all these routines? Change is progression. Dead weight. Lukewarm. I’m so wasted on my own contentment. Why can’t I see that I’m screaming words just to hear the sound of my damn voice. I’m letting go of truth so I can see. Claiming knowledge. Hopes of fulfillment Left with emptiness. No peace will rest inside. Gratefulness is a fabricated utterance that breaks with tension. Open ended questions. I’m keeping faith at arm’s length. Yet it’s a burden I’ll have to bear. Not on my own but lost from home. Can the heart grow so cold that it starts to bury itself in a singular mind? Or can it shrink so small that it refuses to breathe like it once did? Can the heart stop? Or breathe like it did? Sleepless nights are finding me company in my guilt. Hope is not lost. I think I can grow. End this stagnant mind. I am a slave to myself. I have to get out of this snare. God, break these bones to walk anew.
4.
Pacific 03:48
She seemed so strong on the daily basis, yet her reality consisted of lonely nights craving attention, affection, love, or something other than anger. Hate seemed to consume her inward thoughts so much that she couldn’t think about better days. I have to ask you father, how can you let your children cry in anguish? How can someone abandon their own child or hope for any kind of relation when his own kid can’t accept the words “I love you” She’s giving up. I’ve grown tired of seeing broken homes. Ambition is crushed when looking in the mirror. This emptiness does not need to be the end. Abandonment is a crutch that can be overcome with time. You didn't rip out her heart, but you ripped out her foundation. How can a heart stay intact when you stopped building halfway? When the waves come crashing he feels nothing. He screams to the sky, “Who could've done this?” The love that has been shown is only a half baked idea. A vacation to help cope with the rope that's tied around your neck. I’ve grown tired of seeing broken homes. Ambition is crushed when looking in the mirror. This emptiness does not need to be the end. Abandonment is a crutch that can be overcome with time. They have found strength in a new home. This emptiness does not need to be the end.
5.
You strive to re-write anything that came before. Try to fill us with dreams, but we’re dreamers of our own accord. You’ve staked your claims here with a trademark and a flag. A campaign to induce pain on unsuspecting innocents. Words may be false and full of art. Why follow you? Your greed shines through your pockets. They’re filled with cash and will run you out of the race. The trouble caused will make the profit not worth your time. Get out. Back off. I’ll upturn all you’ve worked toward, with fervor and with force. You say they don’t hate, but they don't love either This reality should not consist of fake names unquestionably giving false authority. Why follow you? Your greed shines through your pockets. They’re filled with cash and will run you out of the race. The trouble we cause will make the profit not worth your time. Get out. Back off. Can you hear me now? I will not take a path rooted in lies.
6.
Lost in our own self image. What we value will be lost to previous struggles. Trapped with a knife to our back. We are taught to swallow these ideologies. They have no test of time. We’re getting too familiar with the ghost you portray behind your back. Open to nothing but emptiness with fake understandings of freedom. Waste and spend to your hearts content. You forget about the real care; time ill-spent. Force fed lies aren’t something new, so why do we accept this lust for power? We’re stuck in thinking about how much we make by the hour. When did it become acceptable for death to come with greed? This world just gives us plastic wealth that we’re convinced we need. You label yourself as the protector of people. When you have our attention your true face is unseen. You have us right where you want us. We’re convinced we need version 2.0. This world just gives us plastic wealth that we’re convinced we need. Give us another lie. We’ll give in to think like a corporate mind. The tables will turn when we fight back. Your highrises are spread across the nation. Sucking wealth from the poor, rising up through inflation. We’ll watch it all fall when we fight back. You’ve corrupted your last and they’re bound to fail. The rest will rebel and they’ll fight tooth and nail. You best be prepared when we fight back.

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Thistopia is:
Seth Ward
Cedric Perez
Andrew Calquhoun
Jordan Doughty

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released November 12, 2014

Recorded at Soundwest Studio in Tacoma WA, June 2014.
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Ahren Lanfor
Produced by Thistopia and Ahren Lanfor

Guest vocals:
Sven Shibahara of Honorable Mention

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Thistopia Olympia, Washington

Hardcore band from Olympia, Washington.

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