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HIM: If this is the last song I write
I'd like it to be one without spite
Something I'm not accustomed to
And reflects unfairly on you
But as my fingers strike chords
All my intentions are ignored
And the bitterness stored in my head
Is sprayed out of the page
Like a beast freed from cage
"Oh how hurt and betrayed" is what's said
If it's that bad a life
I should take a razor or knife
So loved ones taste the strife instead
What a pitiful groan - just leave me all alone
HER: If these are the last words you pen
Before you print them please count to ten
A ballad or soft lullaby
Would be worthy to remember you by
So in these cold lonely night as reality bites
And depression hits heights I've not known
There are words I can clutch
And though that is not much
It's far better to touch than that tome
Full of hate, hurt and lies
And the people despised
In the songs I'm surprised I was shown
Fake feelings overblown, don't leave me all alone
HIM: I did not know how you felt and though my heart is does melt
My romantic words smelt fake and foul
HER: It need not be Shakespeare - Just words that loud and clear
State your love, not the fear that you growl
BOTH: Oh how happy we are, yippie de la-de-da
But the feelings are marred by the sound
Of the pending last line oh please more time to shine
HIM: Give me time to write one song more
So I can capture all we've explored
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Digging the Dirt
02:34
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Your mouth stays silent
But eyes read violence
Face it, this is what I am
And all that I ever had planned
Huge disappointment
No medical ointment
Can change me from what I am
And all that I ever had planned
Plans - a diary burned
Love I spurned
Layer upon layer of hurt
And I'm still digging up the dirt
A weary fossil
That speaks his own gospel
But then that is what I am
And all that I ever had planned
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We Both Are Prisoners
04:10
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Guess we both are prisoner
Both searching for release
I pull faces from my cell
You could laugh at least
I know we've laughed so many times
Together and apart
I've held up an olive branch
You've fired back a dart
I don't know who feels more alone
I've felt this way before
My head has prison bars so strong
My house is made of straw
The gates close - you froze
I just want to be in your life
We're close, who knows
Is there space for me in your life?
You call out for help from me
In your own small way
By a magnet I draw near
And my hearts betrayed
If they chained us hand in hand
Would you truly scream?
Underneath this hardened skin
Is a scared weakling
Closed gate is my fate
I just want to be in your life
So apt, we are both trapped
Please make room for me in your life
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Wits End
01:45
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All's not well, my mind's like a prison cell
The last laugh, troubled by endless graft
CHORUS
The more I scream, the more I'm stung
I'm at wits end
But I can't run
I can't run
If I'd just sleep maybe I'd not be beat
I hate the fuss, I hate the appeal of us
CHORUS
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Figured it Out
03:50
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Thought I have figured it out
But all I have figured is messed up
How can I be so wrong all the time?
I've not eaten for days
Maybe even years
The days they feel so long
CHORUS
So much more, so much more
There must be so much more to life
Give it time
So much more, so much more
There must be so much more to life
Give it time
Can time bring your life to mine?
In the crystal ball
The future is grey and murky
I've hopes to which I clutch
And never let go
I think I should write a book
Of all the mistakes I've managed
It burns too much to touch
CHORUS
Thought I had figured it out
But all I have figured is messed up
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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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