Madmanmind: Issue #2

by Madmanmind

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released July 16, 2016

Design & Editing by: Renvoyure & Sarah L-B
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by: Pi Cutler at Verre Vide Productions
Visual Art by: AMM & Sarah L-B
"Toxic" lyric contribution by: Lou Loo
Lyrics, Guitar & Vocals by: Maxime Dubé
Percussions & Vocals by: Sarah L-B
Original Music by: Madmanmind

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Acoustic dark folk, drama-punk, Montreal based duo.

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Track Name: Toxic
It's a somewhat toxic relationship, with your job and your wife and your god and your life, but you can't see, you are relation-sick, and your taste buds are numb like the joy in your songs.

I hate my life, you hate your life, we hate our lives, but we've got each other and it's all that matters.

Paper salad lady fingers, haven't eaten for three days, and I'm sucking on thumbs tacks, there is nothing else to gain, but to lose another pound, and I'm high on believing that I'll be somebody new when I'm through deceiving all of you.

It's a somewhat toxic relationship. A blank stare with no love or a glimmer in your eye, and you're most likely going to sink with the ship, because you're passed out drunk and there's no one around.

I hate my life, you hate your life, we hate our lives, but we've got each other and it's all that matters.

Working with no time, they say you're yours, I say you're mine. A waste in haste, nowhere to go, and you're always too slow. You don't want to put on a show, so you say yes when you want no. No part of their needs, you know where it leads. Down in the hole where the walls are high. Where the flames go up and you fry.

I hate my life, you hate your life, we hate our lives, but we've got each other and it's all that matters.
Track Name: Winter
Here in the winter's cold. Reminders from our days of old. Deadly to one's discomfort. Dearly turning us back to dirt. Taking mankind back to her fold. Skin burned from the winter's cold. Flesh laid on plates of sand and coal. Faces buried in their mother's coat.

Lone bodies desiring touch, while lonesome minds begin to rot. In a complex sewer system of thoughts, that spits us all in parking lots. Where minds go dwell on rush hours, as young souls watch without power. Saddened by what could have been theirs, under their quite fashionable hair.

Dismembered by four horses that meticulously dissect, with the strength of combined forces made apocalyptically correct. Creating more from the same mold, pieces and bits around the globe. Yet lonelier as a result, than what we were when we were old.
Track Name: 1187 A.D.
The brothers in arms from a kingdom at war, all stood in the sun ready to take the walls. They'd walked in the sands and through enemy's lands, they could not tell why but they'd kill all these men.

They walk to Jerusalem. They praise the Lord and walk to the Holy Land.

They've loved so many times, but now is the time to die. They've loved so many times, but now is the time to fight.
Track Name: Dex
Oh I'm sure that love is great. Along with all the things that mate. So why do I need to fake? Love's a thing I just can't create.

Oh you know I wish I could. The Lord knows I wish I could just love.

They all say the sky is blue. So why do I see a different hue? It's all gray, the birds and trees. You should stay away from me.

Oh you know I wish I could. The Lord knows I wish I could just love.

No I don't believe in love. No I can't believe in love. No i don´t believe in love. It just feels so dead.
Track Name: Asshole
I'm an asshole.
Track Name: X
The human race must have been on ecstasy, for no logical living thing could smile knowing what they would become. Filled up with hate they've been searching this maze, and followed the path leading them to the grave, and they will be gone.

And I can't find the love to blind my thoughts.

These political figures have been taking the blame for a dying society living with shame, and it's all been done. I couldn't care less about this fucking mess, but then they came to me and I realized that they would be gone.

And I had found the love to blind my thoughts.