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Hollows

by City Mouth

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1.
Lay Awake 01:56
I thought of going back to jesus I thought of throwing life away I thought of every possible outcome, It all felt the same Inner searches going nowhere Habit pushing me to pray Tell me a way to get out and to still be saved I threw my phone across the kitchen Bits of glass underneath the table I know how it hurts to pretend that you’re still stable Cause I’ve been scared and I’ve been angry And I’ve been used the wrong way And you are not alone when you lay awake I thought of going back to college Only in fits of fear and rage A feeble attempt to fit in with the people my age I thought I had it figured out I thought I had the guts to let this go The past few years have disagreed You’ve been planting all these seeds in me And they’re starting to grow into something that I can’t hold back anymore For a second it was simple, I could take it, I was sure But I’ve been scared And I’ve been angry And I’ve been used the wrong way And you are not alone when you lay awake
2.
I slept on the floor, I knew that it was coming And I think I destroyed the lining in my stomach And I almost thought I would stay, you said you only sleep alone You drove me home, your eyes bitter and vacant Cause we settled for sex and awkward conversation And I think indiana likes to keep the lonely feeling low And summer turns to fall And still I’ll say it’s not my fault But it is, and the world still spins whether I’m alright or not So I’ll lash out and call it art cause that’s the best defense I’ve got I swear I heard my name before I heard the subject change You’re staring at the floor and I’m still wasting energy on Shaking, pacing inner demons And shame is nothing but pursuit of grace I’d rather push them both away And I say I hate this place but I sit in my decay delaying change I still excel at acting like an innocent If you take the blame I’ll hide from any criticism I went away and kept making incisions in your brain Consider the cost of not letting you walk away I guess it’s my loss, I never said that I was sane and We’ll turn to dust like moths and I will still haunt this place And the notes will descend like snow And the words will make you cry I’ll be a ghost of my old habits and I’ll swear I’m right this time I swear I heard my name before I heard the subject change You’re staring at the floor and I’m still wasting energy on Shaking, pacing inner demons And shame is nothing but pursuit of grace I talk to God every day He doesn’t know my name and I don’t have faith but it helps me still to Pray I’ll figure out how this’ll pan out And i’m afraid, but not enough to shut my damn mouth My patience ran out You know it feels kind of stupid to feel lonely When I just keep pushing away And I can’t count all the people that I’ve let down I’ve made a mess, I know I’ve made a mess You know it feels pretty useless You’re the only one I just keep failing to save And I can picture you crying in your bedroom I’ve made a mess, I know I’ve made a mess I always make a mess I swear I heard my name before I heard the subject change You’re staring at the floor and I’m still wasting energy on Shaking, pacing inner demons And shame is nothing but pursuit of grace It’s like we’ve been awake for days And I hear you curse my name but The damn thing never fit me anyway
3.
Branches 03:42
It's beginning to feel like the end times I think I'll waste away in bed Cause every time i read the news it's Armageddon in my head I guess i could've just been more compliant I could've put faith into these hands Instead I buried them in guilt of things i still don't understand And isn't it strange to think that there are bones beneath your skin I guess it makes me feel like a more practical invention So maybe there's a God, I don't know But do you really think he built out bodies whole? I have to think that the parts are out there somewhere if we only have the guts to leave our homes I know i fucking don't And this is how almost every day ends with me figuring everything out And every new one begins with the new thing I've found to be sad about And I hate the way that I only write sad songs I don't get that thrill like I used to And I hate these overly romantic depictions of depression And I hate that I'm part of that too But searching for the will to change anything at all is useless It's beginning to feel mostly hopeless How long can I wander through these halls Suffocating for a living is not where I see myself at all But I can't lie, my comfort has a cost And if the world is ending I might be better off I might be better off And this is how almost every day ends with me figuring everything out And every new one begins with the new thing I've found to be sad about And I hate the way that I only write sad songs I don't get that thrill like I used to And I hate these overly romantic depictions of depression And I hate that I'm part of that too But searching for the will to change anything at all makes me sick Bury me, maybe I'll grow into something of use to you I'll be a tree, I will stand up for once And you can hide in my hollows when you feel as useless as I have this month And you can climb my branches to better days (Starting to grow into something that you can't save)
4.
Head trama Rush of blood As if life wasn’t enough I wish I could be oblivious like them Cold water Certain death You were right to second guess My motives were so wrong and self obsessed But how will I move on from here I’ll run away, grow out my beard I’ll change my name And wipe my memories clean Cold black water Is it selfish Coming up for air I am not prepared to be honest with anyone After all I’m just a kid I have lost control and i’m stuck in the mess i’m in I am the guilty conscious and I fucked up big And I wish I believed in saviors but I can’t But how will I rise from the dead I’ll speak in tongues and part my seas I’ll write my bible any way they will believe Cold black water Is it selfish Coming up for air Cold black water Is it selfish Coming up for air (It’s times like these I forget how to stand cause my body knows shame like the back of my hand And I spent a lot of money on my stained glass faith) It’s times like these I forget how to stand because my body knows shame like the back of my hand And I spent a lot of money on my stained glass faith But it’ll shatter like it’s nothing What a shame, what a waste I’m out
5.
Fill the empty spaces of my mind with open ended questions just to give me something to do I’ll run around the room or sit completely still just to figure it out Cause I need something to get me out of bed And the days just go so slow More time to make something out of nothing Like i always do, you know I spend the days waiting for something new I spend the nights just thinking about you So take me somewhere, take me anywhere but here I’m stuck in the middle of all my greatest fears I spend the days waiting for something new I spend the nights just thinking about you
6.
My body and blood, lord My soul and my skin I’m not sure what they’re there for But I know where they’ve been I’m waking up with bruises I don’t recognize I think I died last night And in a strange twist of fate I woke up in the same tired state as I do every day I don’t know why I still drink I think I’m starting to outgrow regretting things That I can barely remember But one way or another I can’t seem to put this sacrifice to rest My body and blood, Lord My soul and my skin I’m not sure what they’re there for But I know where they’ve been And I know what these eyes have seen Is easily forgotten And every day goes by and Everything dies eventually But nothing happens to the ghosts I woke up in the strangest place, I’ve got no coat And it’s cold but I walk home Retracing faces and footprints that followed me to your bed I’d like to stay but I run instead I left no number, no proof that I exist Not that you’ll need it, you could see the signs of trouble on my skin I woke up shaking like I always do And I just know I’m gonna scare you away My body and blood, Lord My soul and my skin I’m not sure what they’re there for But i know where they’ve been And I know what these eyes have seen Is easily forgotten And every day goes by and Everything dies eventually But nothing happens to the ghosts Holy Ghost, You still haunt the vacant halls in my bones It’s not that I need you, I just don’t have time to move on Will fear of God send me to heaven Or am I gonna need something more Cause I’ve been terrified from the beginning I just wanna know what I should prepare for But the bible hasn’t given me comfort I was baptized on a bedroom floor Where I was touched by something other than angels And I just can’t forget anymore Will fear of god send me to heaven Or am I gonna need something more Cause I’ve been terrified from the beginning I just wanna know what I should prepare for But the bible hasn’t given me comfort I was baptized on a bedroom floor Where I taught myself this feeling was my fault And I don’t wanna feel the shame anymore My body and blood, Lord (my body and blood) My soul and my skin (My soul and my skin) I’m not sure what they’re there for (there’s still blood on my hands) But I know where they’ve been (I’m still counting the sins) And I know what these eyes have seen (my body and blood) Is easily forgotten (my soul and my skin) And every day goes by and Everything dies eventually (I’m not scared of the ghosts) But nothing happens to the ghosts (but I know where they’ve been, I know where they’ve been)
7.
Stay Awake 04:12
I thought of all the things that led to The times that I’ve been sad I thought of all the strange behaviors I could never understand Like shaking in your bed Keeping secrets from my family The bitter remains of the sick twisted game we played Stay Awake I stay trapped in my old habits Displaying inner fear of change I sprinkle apathy in cracks that come to meet me as I age I hate the nights I say too much Pity makes me feel so weak I think the chemicals in my head are out to get me Stay Awake But I’ve grown into something more than a victim in my eyes And I didn’t bear this cross just to lay down and die I will not be made a slave I’m not alone when I lay awake And they need me, Oh they need me to be brave You are not alone when you lay awake

about

A changing of seasons can often feel like a personal reinvention, specifically the transition from Winter into Spring. The cold, harsh winds of Winter come with a lot of heft; you've trapped yourself indoors for nearly three months and everything around starts to slowly die as you pine for an escape by any means necessary. You're forced to reflect on personal traumas and the twisted thoughts that like to wait until the darkest, coldest nights to rear their ugly heads and torment you until you feel like you might just break. It's in those moments that you search for even a sliver of light -- something bright to cling to, and something that makes you feel both understood and accepted, and nothing has done the trick better than the iridescent pop music of Evergreen Park's City Mouth.

On 'Hollows,' City Mouth offers a kaleidoscopic view of the human condition; focusing mostly on the importance of learning to pick yourself up off the ground and continuing to move forward after being anchored down by personal trauma for what might feel like a lifetime. This comes to a head on songs like the ambitious opener "Lay Awake." The sing-song cadence of the first verse feels playful and full of a youthful energy that contrasts the feelings of jaded bitterness that make up the lyrical content -- the track sees horns that give way to synth and a chorus that ensure listeners that "You are not alone when you lay awake." And again on the brutally honest "Body and Blood," which wastes no time taking listeners to the plunging depths of personal trauma and broken faith, as communicated by the lyrics "Will fear of God send me to heaven?/Or am I gonna need something more?/Because I've been terrified from the beginning/I just wanna know what I should prepare for/The Bible hasn't given me comfort/I was baptized on a bedroom floor/where I taught myself this feeling was my fault/and I don't want to feel the shame anymore."

The EP, which was produced by Dan Lambton of Real Friends and engineered by Dave Knox of Real Friends and AJ Khah of Sleep On It, sees City Mouth wanting to help you to move forward from the depths of personal plaguing, inviting you to revel in the jubilance of early Spring as waves of synth and horns swell around flawless vocal melodies and songwriting poignant enough to make the middle of April feel like the breath of fresh air that kickstarts life anew.

Hollows is out April 13th on CD/Digital via Take This To Heart Records.

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released April 13, 2018

Produced by Dan Lambton
Recorded in every place imaginable by Dan Lambton, Dave Knox, and AJ Khah
Mixed and mastered by Roye Robley
Artwork by Shannon Conway
Dan Lambton appears courtesy of Fearless Records
Additional vocals in “Branches” by Pat Egan and Nick Sintos

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