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by Predicting Earthquakes

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1.
Flesh & Bone 02:58
My mind is an illusion made of mud and constitutions My personality is made of sludge My body is just something that I need to keep me going But I never seem to get myself to budge The mirror is a painting that I think is quite pretentious There's something wrong with the composition My head is is a sculpture, but it's scratchy and lopsided And I need someone to fix this disposition I am god and I am soil; I am shit and I am stone I am nothing I am nothing I am flesh and bone I'm the king of all the windmills; I am nothing on my own I am no one I am no one I am flesh and bone Flesh and bone And no one wants to be a slave to sinners And no one wants a reward of a dollar meal My constant state is sweating in the winter A brain of mush, but I got arms of steal I'm the devil I am rotten; I'm the map I'll guide you home We are nowhere we are nowhere we are flesh and bone I'm the queen of proper grammar; I am nothing on my own I am no one I am no one I am flesh and bone Flesh and Bone; Flesh and Bone Flesh and Bone
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Wooden Walls 03:47
3.
Pull me closer, hold me tighter; You can hold on to that lighter I've got strange, wicked desires; Let's go try to start a fire My hair's made out of barbed wire; I'm a barker, not a biter Pull me closer, hold me tighter; Pull me closer, hold me And they say that anarchy is the only fair system of rule And I think that I agree And I think controversial things, like everybody has the right to eat And I'm so scared of the future; If there's a future, forget the future Pull me closer, hold me tighter; Hell will warm me with its fires I've got questions, where's the writer? My head's spinning in the dryer My hair's made out of barbed wire Let's have a Christmas tree bonfire Pull me closer, hold me tighter; Pull me closer, hold me And they say that we evolved to forget everything And that's the saddest thing to me And I think that we were destined for great things But there might not be a future; If there's a future forget the future There's nothing left, there's nothing left The Earth will choke and then we'll die But when you laugh, yeah when you laugh Just watch those toxic children cry I'm in a cage that's called my time; Is this intelligent design? I wanna stop and press rewind; Don't worry, everything is fine Don't worry everything is fine Pull me closer, hold me tighter; You can hold on to that lighter I've got strange, wicked desires; Let's go try to start a fire My hair's made out of barbed wire; I'm a barker, not a biter Pull me closer, hold me tighter; Pull me closer, hold me And they say that anarchy is the only fair system of rule And I definitely agree Tear it down, tear it all down from sea to shining sea There's still a chance that there's a future Let's tear it down and build a future
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I'm running out of phrases; I'm done going through phases I will sit here with a pen in my hand I can't remember words to make you laugh I'm running around the edges, doing laps I will stand here with nothing on my mind With absolutely everything bottled up inside There's a numbness aching in the back of my skull There's an earthquake coming to destroy my home I'm an ocean, synapses making tidal waves One day we'll incinerate this place I'm sorry for the dents in your car; I'm sorry for my memory of stars I will watch you walking away, hanging on to every word you say I am not the man that I should be, womanhood never truly defined me Whatever I am, I am an ugly sight to see. I am not the person I should be There's a drawbridge hiding all the wealth in the land I'll destroy it like the castle was constructed out of sand There's an ashtray sitting at the bottom of my tongue One day I will finally be someone I feel so sorry for the person I've become There's a presence hidden in the back of the room I can feel it calling "what is there left to lose?" There's an office, I'm told that if I go there, I'll survive I will say it now, I'm not afraid to die I'm told I only smile when I'm high At least I can divide and multiply

about

All of these songs were written between January and April of 2019, with the exception of "Flesh & Bone", which was written in 2019.

This EP is the product of regret, but also of self reflection. There can't be a rainbow without a little rain as a wise lady once said.

credits

released May 1, 2019

All songs written and performed by Jude Profit

All songs recorded on a phone.

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