1. |
Circles
03:50
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Forgot to take my meds again
Even though “it never happens”
Worried sick I’ll meet my end
Try to take each day that comes
One step at a time
Decluttering my mind
I’m always fighting with my own head
Can’t get out of it
Running in circles in the dark
Seems like there's nothing to control it
Try my best to be healthy
Running in circles in the park
I thought I was past this
But it keeps on coming back
When something’s said in passing
Another panic attack
I’m always fighting with my own head
Can’t get out of it
Running in circles in the dark
Seems like there's nothing to control it
Try my best to be healthy
Running in circles in the park
I’ve always wondered
Do you feel guilty
For the way that you forced it?
Did it feel good, taking advantage?
I fucking hope you feel guilty
I’ve always wondered
Do you feel guilty?
Do you feel guilty?
Do you feel?
I’m always fighting with my own head
Can’t get out of it
Running in circles in the dark
Seems like there's nothing to control it
Try my best to be healthy
Running in circles in the park
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2. |
Tunnel Vision
02:37
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Tunnel vision
Tunnel vision
Tunnel vision
Inward bound
I am spinning
I am spinning
I am spinning
Ocean sound
Deep, deep dive
I feel so confused
All the time
Getting thicker
Getting thicker
Getting thicker
Disappointment’s high
Getting thinner
Getting thinner
Getting thinner
Hopes do survive
Deep, deep dive
I feel so confused
All the time
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3. |
Transatlantic
03:44
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Driving in your car
With the music on
Always felt like home
Even when I’m far
And I hear that song
It’s like fingers on my skin
Darling come on, be closer
As the melody sinks in
Transatlanticism
On the phone,
I’m calling, are you in?
When the sun goes down
I feel the glow
The air like honey
Liquid are your thoughts
I hear them flow
Like water trickling
Darling come on, be closer
As the melody sinks in
Transatlanticism
On the phone,
I’m calling, are you in?
Darling come on, be closer
As the melody sinks in
Transatlanticism
On the phone,
I’m calling, are you in?
I’m calling, are you in?
I’m calling, are you in?
I’m calling, are you in?
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4. |
Skin
03:42
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Make me feel small
Don't want to know at all
The shape of my body
Eraser lines, just markers of the times
Darling you stand by
Shame's caress it burns
My stomach knots and turns
Please don't ask me why
Make me feel like new
Just dancing here with you
Kicking off our shoes
I want to feel at home
In my skin, in my skin.
I want to feel at home
In my skin, in my...
Feel you standing there
Try to grin and bear,
Touch me with your stare
Make me feel all loose
Forget I had to choose
To love myself today
I want to feel at home
In my skin, in my skin
I want to feel at home
In my skin, in my skin
I want to feel at home
I want to feel at home
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Basement Revolver Hamilton, Ontario
After a year of personal and global upheaval, rising indie stars Basement Revolver return with an album that is open,
expansive, and deeply personal.
Chrisy Hurn-Morrison (she/they) - vocals, guitar
Nim Agalawatte (they/them) – bass, guitar, synth
Jonathon Malström (he/him) – guitar, piano, percussion
Levi Kertesz (he/him) – drums, percussion
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