1. |
Jim
03:04
|
|||
Pure
innocent
see smoke
curl in front of your face
penetrating blinding blackness
little kids shoot marbles
where branches break the sun
strung out and high as fuck on dope
are you still having fun?
I just wanna be pure
tiny
molecules
catapulted up by heat
trails of what will kill
all of us eventually
little kids shoot marbles
where branches break the sun
strung out and high as fuck on dope
are you still having fun?
I just wanna be pure
like
friendly
fingers reaching out to me
dust like fireflies
my friend you’re really fucking high
little kids shoot marbles
where branches break the sun
strung out and high as fuck on dope
are you still having fun?
I just wanna be pure
little kids shoot marbles
where branches break the sun
strung out and high as fuck on dope
are you still having fun?
I just wanna be pure
|
||||
2. |
Adelphephil
01:52
|
|||
I’m the first person she confided in
so disappointed in you
I feel like every second I’ve known you
I’ve been constantly lied to
and now you could at least have the decency
to call me and face it and speak to me
cause I’m still in shock and I just
want to block it the fuck out
How could you do that (to her)?
She’s your sister goddammit!
And “I’m sorry’ could never
make up for it
You fucked up and you still won’t admit it
I’ve been shaking but the shock has now given way
to rage and wrath
and up to today I don’t know what to say
why couldn’t you just simply use your hands and jerk off
you should have accepted her NO
and left her alone
cause above all people
you should have known
How could you do that (to her)?
She’s your sister goddammit!
And “I’m sorry’ could never
make up for it
You fucked up and you still won’t admit it
How could you do that (to her)?
She’s your sister goddammit!
And “I’m sorry’ could never
make up for it
You fucked up and you still won’t admit it
|
||||
3. |
A Habit
04:38
|
|||
First
God bless the French
second
orange water, orange hands
third
crush ‘em, crush ‘em, crush
fourth
it’s such a bitter taste
fifth
fifty minutes we anticipate
sixth
it’s so warm, I pull you close
blandly melt into the ground
and I’ve become so cumbersome
blandly melt into the ground
temporarily salvaged
comfortably numb
First
to fill the void inside
second
to finally make me feel whole
third
I guess it’s all just compensation
fourth
something to relieve the tension
fifth
when I keep making up excuses
sixth
short-lived oblivion
blandly melt into the ground
and I’ve become so cumbersome
blandly melt into the ground
temporarily salvaged
comfortably numb
blandly melt into the ground
and I’ve become so cumbersome
blandly melt into the ground
temporarily salvaged
comfortably numb
|
||||
4. |
Naloxone
02:25
|
|||
I need speed
I need ambition
I need movement
I need progression
I need faith
I need motivation
I need to feel
I need animation
I’m afraid to stagnate
never stop, never stop
I’m afraid to stagnate
up, up, up
I’m afraid to stagnate
faster
feels like a vocation, I’m running out of time
and I’m not even close but I’m falling behind
I need to burn
I need stimulation
I need to explode
I need sedation
I need change
I need aspiration
I need to continue
I need tension
I’m afraid to stagnate
never stop, never stop
I’m afraid to stagnate
up, up, up
I’m afraid to stagnate
faster
feels like a vocation, I’m running out of time
and I’m not even close but I’m falling behind
I need aggression
I need anxiety
I need to suffer
I need sobriety
I need anger
I need nicotine
I need light
I need caffeine
I’m afraid to stagnate
never stop, never stop
I’m afraid to stagnate
up, up, up
I’m afraid to stagnate
faster
feels like a vocation, I’m running out of time
and I’m not even close but I’m falling behind
I’m afraid to stagnate
never stop, never stop
I’m afraid to stagnate
up, up, up
I’m afraid to stagnate
faster
feels like a vocation, I’m running out of time
and I’m not even close but I’m falling behind
|
||||
5. |
Toys
02:05
|
|||
You don’t touch
you don’t speak
baby don’t laugh
baby don’t feel
you don’t appreciate
you don’t relate
baby now numb
baby suffocate
but you’re a good mom
cause it had a lot of toys
you don’t show love
always criticise
baby depressed
baby paralysed
you don’t show affection
you don’t give a fuck
baby wants attention
baby messed up
but you’re a good mom
cause it had a lot of toys
supposedly provoked
your strength is misused
baby desperate
baby has a lot of issues
never support
no emotionality
they kinda blame you
baby psychotherapy
but you're a good mom
cause it had a lot of toys
|
Malfunc Prism Freiburg, Germany
Founded in 2015, only one original member is left. We write about our personal experiences such as loss, abuse, addiction,
mental illness, etc.
The current line up is:
Dustin - Bass
Kurt - Guitar
Erol - Drums
Michi - Vocals (on the next album)
Alex - Vocals, Guitar
... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like Malfunc Prism, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp