What Happens Inside?

by BLACK BOX

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released November 19, 2019

MARIO - GUITAR
DANI - BASS
LIAM - DRUM
MIKE - VOCAL

RECORDED BY MARIO CANNAMELA AT CFP

ART FOR TAPE BY MIKE TIREHAUS

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Track Name: Spirits Drip
A cold sweat never felt so right. Trampled by day, fall into night. Spirits drip out of sight. I’m still living under the knife.

Acceleration: mold and bleed. Growth is pain, I am born again.

Spiritual panic. Inflating disease. Product of human error. Product of me


Acceleration: All that I see? They built a paradise. Another perfect place to die.
Track Name: Terminal Regression
Terminal regression. Bring me back just to suffer, a mended hand in broken glass.
The taste of the air here holds no power anymore


Guiding principle: Time, pressure and flesh. Does what you do make you feel human? How can I find peace when I’m in love with every kind face that indulges me?

Open my eyes. All is see is your pretty face. It’s spitting on me.
Track Name: Bug Infested Disco
Fall and divide. Faces refracting in prismatic light. Living in the age of submission, a domination game. There’s no home here for mistakes.

I lay weeping in my hole. Bugbugbugbugbugbugbugbugbugbug infested disco

Sick and tired of fighting to indulge in an hour of regret. Hunger for anything to sustain me more than what i forget.
The clouds part, there’s nothing left.

Domination.Rescind all control. Infestation of your heart and your soul.

There’s nothing left.

Bugbugbugbug infested disco.
Track Name: The Crawl
Another piece falls away... so fill the spot. Another ceiling, another floor. Can emptiness make me whole?

What’s my worth?

A taste of sickness. A taste of pain. A taste of panic, embracing shame. Crawling blind to a life of misery.

I can’t help anyone, or anything. So what’s my worth? What’s my fucking worth?

Whats's my time worth? What's it mean to me?
What’s my fucking worth?
Track Name: The Beauty
I can see the beauty in it.

I see the beauty engorged and full of light. Yes, i see the beauty. It wraps my bloated corpse and smothers me.

Peeled back, exposed brain. Bright, shimmering. Fluid. Pristine. Wet, exposed, flea ridden dog. Put me down. I’m in love.

Yes I've seen the beauty. It comes back. A squeaking leaking angel with skin like white dog shit.
Track Name: Silk And Leather
You're in the doorway. I’m in the dirt. Your face replaced by a shape with a smirk.

Offer nothing. March in and take it all. The endless using just gets you off.


You're in the doorway. I’m in the dirt. Your face replaced by a shape with a smirk.

I see him in my dream. A hand in silk, a hand in leather. Choking me. I reach and I can’t speak. Your eyes come forward and go dead with the life in me.

I see him in my dreams. He says I’ve changed, "I swear I've changed." I feel him close I feel his nails in my neck. I dig my hand a little deeper in his face


I am the doorway.

You are the dirt.
Track Name: The Cage
Drowning in the sweat of isolation, dead fly in your cup. The body that breaks. The body that fades. Occupy my decay, the body with no meaning. Peel me open, let me waste. Peel me open, let me waste.

Who needs a future when you can live in the past? Stagnancy dictates all that you do. Someone will loose you from your cage and eat you.

You are the curse. The one i made. I hate that I still see part of you inside of me. Hiding in a closet, choking on a trashbag. Stumbling, stumbling, stumbling in darkness.

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