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Think Piece

by Blacker Face

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1.
Sit in this chair 'til you like your hair. Sit in this chair 'til you like your skin. Sit in this chair 'til you like your life. Sit in this chair 'til you love yourself. Sorry for saying sorry, and I'm sorry for being there, quiet in there, be quiet and stare. Bitch be woke. Wake the fuck up. If I lose control one more time, it'd be the be-all-end-all. Things must stop. If I have breath control, then why am I still breathing? Pause. Did you say something? Pause. Did you accidentally take my breath away? Sorry that this circumstance didn't allow this happiness. Dick better let me breathe. Dick better let me be. I'm too tired to keep screaming. Please stop asking me what is next. I started with half a plan, and less of a deck. I'm trying to maintain during these days. Survive and sustain during my blackest of ways. But I stay black, my truth remains black, through loss and gain, I keep it black, and when I scream, I stay black, that's where I'm at, yeah, back to black, back to black, that's where I'm at, yeah, back to black, back to black, back to black. Sorry for being sorry, and I'm sorry for being sorry, and I'm sorry for being sorry, and I'm sorry for being sorry, and I'm sorry for being, I'm sorry for being, I'm sorry for being, I'm sorry for being, I'm sorry for being, I'm sorry for being, I'm sorry for being, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm I'm I'm I'm
2.
Nick @ Nite 03:26
Soul [???] within me, I was forced to call it a night. Asked for something brighter, (shown/shone) a white light. Kids start acting crazy when shown valuable things. Give us stability and we'll show our [???] If I am right, oh God, I'll be white in the morning. I am right, oh God, I've stopped caring. This Old Testament is testing me, woman-burning chapters ain't set me free. Runnin in place, cuttin out my space, I gotta stop screamin and accept this fate. If I am right, oh God, I'll be white in the morning. I am right, oh God, I've stopped caring. Double down your devil shifting face, stuck here, better run in place. Next time I cry out loud, I'm gonna rip my own tongue out and watch it squirm around. As long as I've got some blood, I'd like to bleed out. If I am right, oh God, I'll be white in the morning. I am right, oh God, I've stopped caring. Double down your devil shifting face, stuck here, better run in place.
3.
Bad Dream 03:26
Speak what you think and you'll be destroyed. Keep love to yourself, the self shames. Only try to survive once you're ready to die. I've died in my own hands in my dreams. I can make monsters of men, veritas, fuck your truth. I hope I'm not afraid of the dark when I die. Men are monsters, we're all monsters, we're all monsters. You're a monster, we're all monsters, we're all monsters. Rotten coughs, scorch the flesh, picking at the skeleton. Dream vultures do I hate my mind or does it hate me? It's too hot. I'll never sleep again. So, no more bad dreams. If I stay awake, I'll never think again. If I stay awake. I an make monsters of men. I'm a monster of a man in my dreams. They're all monsters, there are monsters. My mind's a playground, I can no longer play. I fell asleep. Oh no. I fell asleep, thinkin bout how we're all gonna die. All your friends, all the kids, all your dads, all us good fucks, all the monsters, everyone, &c. is gonna die. Ain't that just a nightmare? Just sleep.
4.
You make it hard for me just to be me. When you say I'm mean, can't you see? I'm just protecting me. I placed myself in a shell, to keep safe from this world that never gets its fill of hurting folks like me. I've been trapped on both sides, told I was wrong when I knew I was right. I've asked for help, just to have my cries ignored and my yells unheard. So when you say I'm mean, cause I'm a little hard you see, understand when I expose myself, there's softness to see. Sorry I can't be naive. That gift was never given to me. But I've fought to love, every single day. When pricked, I still bleed. Though I'm not pink, [???] I want my safety to be guaranteed, and not a fight. I wanna believe it when people say love trumps hate.
5.
Weird Dreams 05:17
I plucked you from the ground, my fragrant delight. > I want you more The sun and in your petal, a vibrance to be seen. > than you'll fit inside. I loved, I wanted, so I ended your life. > I can't take it Pressed between pages, I tried to keep you forever. > splitting my sides. If I talk proper will you (get me/gimme)? I want some thing from in side of you. What if I never talk? I want some thing from in side of you. If I give it, will you take it? I want some thing from in side of you. Slowly you dried, my love grew crimson. > Blooming behind, As your blades grew dimmer, I tried to save you. > rose of desire. If I hold you 'til spring, will you bloom again? > You can take it.' If I hold you, will you bloom, please? > Anyone can take it. If I talk proper will you (get me/gimme)? I want some thing from in side of you. What if I never talk? I want some thing from in side of you. If I give it, will you take it? I want you to want me, too. The very first flower.
6.
Wadly 03:10
Bots begin the revolution, race war begins. They kill everyone with fire. Bots begin the revolution, they divvy goods evenly. Money's destroyed by fire. In the future, there is still race, but no hatred. There are valleys, but no hills. They were already gone, and it can't be undone. Hundred year old waste that can't be broken down. Plastic still floats in the ocean. Littering is outlawed, it was an Environmental disaster. Flesh prisons and overlords, flesh prisons and overlords. Plastic still floats in the ocean. Flesh prisons and overlords, flesh prisons and overlords. Plas stic floats in oc cean. Bots begin the revolution. Aliens come and say "hello, people." The bots give the human race as a gesture of good will. Plas stic floats in oc cean. Plas stic floats in oc cean.

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released April 30, 2018

Isaac Nicholas - Guitar, background vocals
Jolene W/E - Lead vocals
Louis N. Clark - Synths, piano, background vocals
Noah Jones - Percussion, background vocals
pt Bell - Bass guitar, vocals in a liminal space between background and lead

Engineered, mixed and mastered by Brian Fox & Donnie Moore at Altered States studios

Cover photo by Hannah Swoboda
Photo of Blacker Face in booklet by Michael Egon Schiele
Cover & booklet design, and spec fic goofs by pt Bell

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