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Doom I Tellsya

by Marc Freak

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1.
I dabble with the gross and obscene I'm hidden and I'm rarely seen for what I am I wrote a story so unclean There was nothing I really mean Oh no I'm self-destruct CHORUS Cuz I'm a dickhead Well that's what she said She said or maybe thought? Like my rapport I'm not always that self-aware Cuz I'm a dickhead Well that's what she said She said or maybe thought? Its made me fraught There's something there! Well I need fresh air! I'm barely conscious and don't detect When my brain is clearly disconnected (duh duh duh) I take my troubles and deflect I could not bare what I could wreck On no I'm self-destruct CHORUS
2.
Release Me 04:50
I'm only drinking to forget half the people that I met Spit on the cloth to shine Sparkly pantomime You've just misread what was said CHORUS Pack it up, cut it up, cut me up and release me Pack it up, show me up, show me how you would please me And fleece me Disturbing chapter in my brain A party to which no-one came Blow on the horn and attack My spines bent on this ol' rack I lost track and something crack CHORUS I'm living by another name I'm burnt to cinders by old flame Like some theft there's no-one left There's something afar that caught my eye Before I cuddle up and die Take all the pity away Use up an hour as you pray So good day, keep the wolves at bay CHORUS
3.
Now I'm busy doing nothing And nothing feels so good Although I hear the people chuckling It's just cuz I'm misunderstood I'm no good So its paramount to crazy I'm dribbling out my food The future's looking hazy Its just cuz I'm misunderstood I'm no good There's a unison of voices My face behind a hood I've failed so many choices It's just cuz I'm misunderstood I'm no good
4.
I'm bad, its better late than never A world class weakling that few have seen Its sad state, I'm not too clever I'm tapping on the hammond for my own grand theme CHORUS I'm busy thinking but I didn't leave the lights on I'm always peering but there's no-one out to play My teeth are grinding but I couldn't get the bite on Straitjacket day A ghost of a former glory I'm counting all my wishes and I'm saying bye bye A roast of my fictional story I know I'm always failing but at least I try CHORUS
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Ashes 04:22
I'm the remaining gent Maybe I'm heaven sent I think my time is spent My cheeks are glowing To disappear in smoke And watch onlookers choke It's quite beyond a joke It'll make a poem CHIORUS Into the fires of hell Well its fires of some sort The flesh makes a burning smell The last thought that's thought Into the fire I can't retaliate whilst I evaporate And my ashes take to the air I got my just rewards For all my suspects thoughts Like many Damocles swords Forever dangling Each one doth cut real deep And send to ever sleep You shouldn't dare to peep Oh body mangling CHORUS A blackened broken tombstone Of no-one very much known Despite this lengthy tome What's to remember? I thought I left my mark But it has all gone dark Reality so stark I throw my temper CHORUS
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Industrial guitar fuelled indie rock

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released April 22, 2021

Written and performed by Marc Freak

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Marc Freak London, UK

Musician, author, photographer and life model. With influences ranging from the lofi pop of Guided by Voices, the gothic melodrama of Nick Cave, the glam of Bowie and the nakedness of Iggy Pop. Former frontman of Freak Circus and Dead Joe.

Blending all of these styles together and spewing them out in his own way. That is, when he isn't playing glam rock with Weymouth based Glass Spiders!
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