SMITHEREENS EP

by INK SPELT DEATH

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'SMITHEREENS'
A Demo EP brought to you by INK SPELT DEATH.
A six-track Noise / Garage / Lo-Fi / Heavy début.
Recorded in one day as a duo by members Dan O'Rawe and Daniel McClelland @ The Stables Studio Coleraine under the watchful eye of Producer Laurynas "Larry" Lubyss.

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released September 5, 2014

Daniel McClelland -
Guitar / Vocals / Bass / Lyrics

Dan O'Rawe -
Drums / Percussion

Laurynas Lubyss -
Bass in 'When Are Friends On Time?' / Piano & Strings in 'Noire' / Synth in Propeller, Propeller

Produced & Mastered by Laurynas Lubyss
Slight edits by Daniel McClelland

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Track Name: Propeller, Propeller
Water's cold again
Here's to you my only friend
My skin begins to writhe
You cut me like a scythe

And what does it matter anyway if I go or if I stay?
Take flight in my Propeller, Propeller

You choke me 'till I'm blue
Oh what, just what have I done to you?

And what does it matter anyway if I go or if I stay?
Take flight in my Propeller, Propeller
Track Name: Dead Love
It came from the black hole straight outta the sun.

Take my eyes and count my fleas.
Set your sights away from me.
Let me stew alone this time, there's no problem I feel fine.
All this pleasure, surely drained.
The eye for leisure, still stays blamed.
There's nothing here for you to see.
Keep your hands away from me.
Complications, I'm so dull.
Set my senses down to null.
This callus wing, you pretty thing.
This bedroom chill, your eerie sting.
Puffy face, your head is sore.
On your heart I'm sure I've swore.
Swollen eyes will stare at me.
There is no motive to flee.

It came.
It came.
It came from the black hole straight outta the sun.

I am sick.
Sick as a dog.
This worn out trick.
This choking fog.
Congratulations just to me, I'm everything I loathe to be.
For goodness sake, you nervous wreck.
Bird in skull will surely peck.
You're always young.
I'm always old.
You feel such love and I just feel cold.

It came.
It came.
It came from the black hole straight out of the sun.
Track Name: When Are Friends On Time?
I have nothing prepared.
I'm all right now.
You look pretty scared.
I'm all right now.

You kiss me oh so slow.
I'm all right now.
Oh please tell me when you go.
I'm all right now.

I am light headed, faint.
I'm all right now.
There is nothing but stains.
I'm all right now.

She kissed me oh so slow.
I'm all right now.
She gives me all I know.
I'm all right now.

I feel that I'm so sick
I'm all right now.
She cuts me oh so quick.
I'm all right now.
Track Name: Iguana, Iguana
Ego Rodent Spine.
Self gave names of mine.
I feel oh so sick.
Kill me, kill me quick.

Isn't she great? Isn't she great?
She speaks iguana to me. She speaks iguana to me.

Keep me in this heat
I feel incomplete
I'm completely sane.
I'm completely sane.

Isn't she great? Isn't she great? She speaks iguana to me. She speaks iguana to me.
Track Name: Noire
Tv glow light's up the room out of darnkess.
This perfect sense of gloom.
As I settle down to sleep I toss and turn from all the thoughts I don't like to keep.
I shall rest my weary head and worry not about monsters under my bed.
I overthink that I overthink, do I feel nothing? I can slip by in a blink.

This doesn't feel right.
I won't sleep tonight.

My stomach feels the same old way, it is powerless as it tries to keep me at bay.
My window fogged up from the rain, soothing as it pours down on the lane.
An odd car light peaks through the blinds.
As it drives out of sight and I'm tied here by the binds.
You light the fire for yourself and I am stuck here just shivering by myself.

The cousin of death comes callin' and I'll awake due morning.
Wolf comes knocking at my door.
Another day of nothing, when all I want is something.
I awake to find nothing in store.
Oh lord I've seen it, you best believe it.
It'll strip your skin and leave you on the floor.
The cousin of death comes callin' and I'll awake due morning.

Wolf comes knocking at my door.

Some say that sleep is the cousin of death