Bad Connection

by WOOF.

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released October 20, 2015

all songs written and performed by Kelan Bonislawski

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Track Name: Mine
I still don't know what I'm doing
and I've been trying too long
but i'm still sitting here thinking
and trying to get along

I should be spending more time trying
trying to make a buck
but I'm still sitting here thinking
and trudging through the muck

but it's what I love
and it's what's mine

but it's what I love
and it's what's mine
and it's what's yours
it erases time
Track Name: Morbid Fascination
There's a place where you can see
into your shadow's dark impulses
type in anything you please
cause water's taught by thirst and I'm parched now

heyyy a morbid fascination
I can't turn it off
and now I'm barking at the evils trying to figure shit out

I'm looking at violence, greed, death and disease
now I believe in P.T. empathy
(post-traumatic empathy)
I feel the lure of the darkness
(post-traumatic empathy)
I build my heart from the heartless
(post-traumatic empathy)
the modern method of catharsis
(post-traumatic empathy)
won't deny that it exists
(post-traumatic empathy)
we crave the meaning from the carcass
we crave the meaning from the bliss
we crave

heyyy a morbid fascination
I've done nothing wrong
and now I'm going on a death drive to where I came from
Track Name: Wake
Every morning I
I close my eyes
to the light
just gimmie five more minutes I
I'll be alright

and then I see you
laying there
how could I want to be anywhere else

wait
you say it's Saturday
we'll we got nowhere to be
so let's just lay here and sleep
what? no,
we still have time to explore
we're only moments away from our deaths
so stop holding your breath

we'll never be alone
Track Name: Faultline
You shook my ground
I felt your quake
you put your stress and strain of your tectonic right on my plate
oh you strike and dip-slip thrustin on your fractured planes

then you say to me
another fault line
guilt-free

but I'm an active fault
and here's my line to trace
you'll see my damage run a victim through your state of grace
but n-now the ground starts shakin every step you take

then you say to me
another fault line
guilt-free
Track Name: A Time Less Crowded
A time less crowded
I've been so bothered
for empty spaces
for unclaimed places
a lost sensation
from stimulation
I've been so bothered
for a time less crowded

gotta fill the void of being awake
I'm trying to avoid my thoughts I take
every little bit in baby
cause every little hit gets me hypnotized
I'm paralyzed

then it's on to the next one
yeah, the next one
the next empty form of distraction
the supplies are endless
it's a chain reaction
now I have no attraction
to human interaction

it's a chain reaction
now I have no attraction
to human interaction
Track Name: Bad Connection
A strong connection
the missing link
a bad reception
a buffered stream
I'm looking alone for
the eyes that blink
but we've got bad reception
the signals weak

and we're plugged in
to the spine
reformatting our brains
and we don't mind

but I pulled out the plug
I cut the wire in two
is this the peaceful thrill of solitude?

A strong connection
we're on the brink
the imperfections
in perfect sync

we're looking alone for
the eyes that blink
cause we've been disconnected
from everything

now we're drugged into our opiated smiles
content with everything for awhile
Track Name: Snakeskin
She'd spend her days
looking for a lie
a piece of soul to steal
passing paintings off as her own shit but it's
revealed
and you're seated
and you're trying
not to look defeated

you're on your own now
they all know

we'll I'm sure she's crying
thinking of a guise
well eight point five by eleven
doesn't look a damn thing like a canvas

it's time
that she retreated
but the lies
they keep her dreaming
she's come undone
defenses on

you don't need no talent to create
you don't need to fake it
no you're never really gonna relate
time to shed the snakeskin
Track Name: Runaway Jane
She's never been afraid
of her coming of age
been in a mental haze
her mind ablaze

her childhood was grim
so now she jokes with the kids
wish her own folks did
but they were so busy feeding the urge of the id

runaway Jane
she's got nothing to gain
jumping on that train
nothing to gain

a break she never caught
a fight she never fought
didn't give a second thought
blowing lines in the staff parking lot

later when her students find her
she's not breathing
they know it's not a joke
oh no

so now she's scrambling for her keys
packing up her disease
numb to the breeze
she's agasp underwater
just trying to breathe

didn't know where she was at
while walking on the tracks
wouldn't have another chance
this would be her last

runaway Jane
got no one else to blame
trying to kill the pain
jumping on that train

later when her ghost arrives there
she's done dreaming
she can't run anymore
no matter where you go
there you are

runaway Jane
she's got nothing to gain
jumping on that train
nothing to gain
Track Name: Baba
Let me help you out
you're all about
can't go without
desires

fueled by fear
we're here
run from the mirror
avoiding the thought
this expires

it's as short as satisfaction
it's as fleeting as a pill
it's as frightened by the emptiness inside itself as are you

you've been grasping on
for so long
try to ease your defensive grip
you're coming down from an ego trip

then you seek out your station
you're living towards a vacation
and then the self-realization
you missed the moments sensation

it's as short as satisfaction
it's as fleeting as a pill
it's as frightened by the emptiness inside itself as are you