Vicious as Coitus

by Surrealist gesture

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released January 1, 2006

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Track Name: Le procès
Sick of it all – mostly myself

With everything gone – with everything gone – with everything gone

How do I know when I’ve lost?



This is what always keeps me awake – the noise of the nothing – the noise of the fake

The noise of disease - the noise of mistakes

In dreams, in dreams – MY DREAMS HAVE DIED – in time, in time – SO HAVE I
Aimed at everything too far away so I stay so ashamed
Everyday it’s the same there’s just too much pain

So hard to believe with all that you’ve seen, when there’s nothing that’s clean

And there’s nothing inside, so there’s nowhere to hide,

So there’s no need for pride, so my ego has died…



Everything is empty, all of us are dead…am I all broken, is it just in my head?



Torn between what I need and what I want…what makes me happy and what gets me off

Letting go and giving in, all the things you could have fucking been

Too hard to believe in just one damn thing, the whole world’s a disease; a whore on its knees

(put your disease in me, make me betray everything)

A better future some might say, a better future, but not today

You would undress with slender, sacred gestures and it would be like a holocaust…
Track Name: Almost, Always and Again
Afraid to commit cause I’m not sure what I want

Afraid to be honest because I’m a fraud

Afraid of myself so I fill up with drugs

Won’t figure it out, I’ll just push it away

Never tell the truth because I’m too afraid


Almost, always and again

Almost, always and again

Almost, always and again

I can live - through you

I will love - through you

I am forced - on you
(What I don’t know proves what I was all along

My religion of lies, my rhythm of self-control)



Almost, always, and again

A DEMON NATION RIOTS IN OUR BRAINS

Almost, always, and again

YOU THINK YOU’RE SMARTER

THAN ALL THE PAIN

Almost, always, and again

THERE IS A HOLE IN THIS APE
Track Name: Divine Comedy
After all the failure I should have learned,
Laugh it off, then move on

But where are you and who am I?

I sit back and think about my great mistake

But I won’t give in and I can’t repent

There is no god with love for this



Long dark night without tears

We make it hell so it feels real



GET AHOLD OF ME, MAKE ME FEEL AGAIN

HELP ME BE SOMEONE I CAN LOVE AGAIN

But you can’t do that, 'cause this is all there is to life

And no one will miss it 'cause no one cares

Invisible monsters, fatal errors



I threw away my fears today, I let my ego die

I broke up all your altars, I smashed up all your lies

Christ walks by, hands out lives

Designer dressing compromise

Death is religion selling us hell

Material gods just buy what you sell

I threw away my fears today, I let my ego die

I threw away my fears today, I let my ego die

I threw away my fears today, I let my ego die
Track Name: Not All of Paradise is Lost
My little lie that’s not complete

This isn’t me, this random poetry

It all looks and acts like a falling world

It all looks and acts just like it should

I trick myself to believe -

- in some form of purity

There’s no such thing, there’s no such thing

This is what I am, this is what is killing me

but with you in my heart I could forget the world

but with you in my heart I could forget the world

Now I’ve got this clever new disguise

It’s a mask of all the lies

I tell myself, I keep inside

Its just enough to get me by



Suffocate in your eyes collapse on your lips

That same old port that’s launched a thousand ships

And the only thing that I want this bad

is the one fucking thing that I’ve never had

So how can I pretend I’m free?

How can I not feel a thing?



Throwing up the memories

Leaving you in tears again



And not all of paradise is lost…

Not all of paradise is lost…

Not all of paradise is lost, etc…
Track Name: I Prefer to be Left in the Background
In a dream I pulled all the white strings

from your trashy heart -

It was cohesive, yet in places, it fell apart



I’ve got this blood; I’ve got this human disease

Push everyone away then wish they’d stayed

Nothing’s right but nothing’s wrong

I live through, I carry on…

You’ll never be someone who understands

Wrap insecurities around your head



Ill-bred disgusting fucking rotten disease

I’ll never let a piece of you back inside of me



Fucking bullshit – fucking world

Fucking people – fucking cold

Fucking broke my fucking soul

I don’t want you anymore
Track Name: closedown
Stitching up all my loose ends

Time to close it down and pack it in

Hiding behind what I’ve left of this heart

Eager for the death of my art

It does not hurt anymore

You mean nothing

You mean nothing, you mean nothing



Shattered like a ghost

Living life on broken glass

This filthy liar’s final collapse

It does not connect anymore

I feel nothing

I feel nothing, I feel nothing



Remember how it ends,

Now begin again

The old hell, the real hell

Hell opened by the hands of man

It does not matter anyway

I mean nothing

I mean nothing, I mean nothing
Track Name: A Simple Tribute to Abuse
Afraid to commit cause I’m not sure what I want

Afraid to be honest because I’m a fraud

Afraid of myself so I fill up with drugs

Won’t figure it out, I’ll just push it away

Never tell the truth because I’m too afraid


Almost, always and again

Almost, always and again

Almost, always and again

I can live - through you

I will love - through you

I am forced - on you
(What I don’t know proves what I was all along

My religion of lies, my rhythm of self-control)



Almost, always, and again

A DEMON NATION RIOTS IN OUR BRAINS

Almost, always, and again

YOU THINK YOU’RE SMARTER

THAN ALL THE PAIN

Almost, always, and again

THERE IS A HOLE IN THIS APE