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Blue Dot Black: A Half​-​Life Regression

by Animal Pharma

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1.
You've poisoned the false in my eye Filling my stomach with your prophecidal grievances But you can sell it for decent price Pretend to rewrite all my wrong Need a reason I should keep being me Devoiding the bottle for the proof of all security You lose your wisdom when you keep all the friends Keep all the friends you'll disown Parents beware, you're being watched By an old, old nuisance Three times sixty degree angles Once sheep to ascend the chair Dropping the head of every shepherd bow in unison 'Twas the same last century Three thousand years to the day And they can give it a brand new name They're making a name for the republicratic bucket list And I can catch your falling wings in the sky They're fixing wings of the same colour grey Parents beware, you're being watched By an old, old nuisance Three times sixty degree angles You seem an important fake Faking importance keeps you making your own sandwiches Some think that you're better spayed To keep little kids being chipped Leave it to the middle folks Deflating the problems made a problem in the first place Your family is just the same Just the same as the rest Parents beware, you're being watched By an old, old nuisance Three times sixty degree angles Douse all of it For no one reads wet ink Without a shade, it is sick But I won't be around for any of it
2.
Mazelmorfe 01:45
I'm a well-groomed boy Good boy, old rules spent Through old pages Of brooded martyrs Mazelmorfe Monday morning day We appear the same Little soldiers That shoot their word bombs Mazelmorfe Sore cathedral walls Burnt for urban sprawl Wash away all my Sick certificates Mazelmorfe I'm a well-groomed boy (I ought to repent) Good boy, old rules spent (But I thought that you sent me down the isle) Through old pages (To repel and defend) Of brooded martyrs (And confess from the lip, the lip obeys) Mazelmorfe
3.
On My Pillow 05:02
Your pillow, smelling of all your dreams Tender and gentle and stuffing with memories Home of the tooth fairy, she still believes in me yet Softly in anarchy, sealed inside birthday cards I have some enemies living cerebrally Taking their time in a chemical war in my mind On my pillow On my pillow with you On my pillow with your print inside of it My print inside of you, my seed is finding you Slip into REM, Freudian bed bugs begin Mayday in all I have Married in breath and breast and baby milk To feed me my own half If I was queerer than I seem I wonder if she still thinks of me As I come to pass and nest inside Your pillow, a plateau of phantom itch On skin that is piquant and ripe when it splits Your mummified milk cartons Remind you of angels by your bed On my pillow I still recall you infested Acrylic, untested and left in some womb But you can get by when depressed, kid On my pillow On my pillow with you
4.
Midget 03:53
For I am a midget And I am waddling But I’m getting taller; yes I’m getting taller Yes I am Sweeter be In my baby clothes Wrapped ‘round your knee And making you warmer, ‘til I will deform And dissolve away And I Want you to notice When I die My tiny coffin’s lullaby Or will you rebuild me to your height I sleep with my teddy bear But it smells like mildew ‘Cause I’m getting older, yes I’m getting older Yes I am Memory Of my Sunday prayers Inside a Pisces To keep all the flora, I’ll keep all the flora Here with me And I Want you to notice When I die My tiny coffin’s lullaby Or will you rebuild me to your height My tiny coffin Or will you rebuild me to your height
5.
I am your seaweed starfish friend And my ladies where the water ends I’m watching comfortably inside The turtle shell of your black fringe Your skin is ashing to the sun Spray paint and plastic bags are fun It brings your body from whence you hid Out of my petrol can to my lips I am God, I’m a God, I’m a God And I’m nothing, I am nothing God And you are God, I’m inside of you Inside a nothing God oh Patti May, Patti May Won’t you come and play with me Patti May, Patti May My head’s swimming I wish you were real tonight Our bodies tattooed with relief Of razors and olanzapine And you wither with my shadow as I rid myself of food to eat My finger print’s in uterus (You've drowned the playground from your shell) Where trouble melts like opiates (That vomits apple fumes of tar) With poison airborne freedom kiss (And I know that you can't keep for long) Back into void where we first met (And yonder she goes) Chorus Play with me, Patti May (It's okay to die, okay) Tonight
6.
You had a polkadot brain Lukewarm and refunding And it slept in a puddle of rain And a few breaking hymens And I wish you had smoked With me inside Than let me get bullied Retarded's supposed To rid me of shame So leave all your earrings Your perfumes and soaps I'll recognize Hospital linen Is made out of shit and monopoly But I skipped vaccinations 'Cause medicine's weird when it's free And I wish you had smoked With me inside Than let me get bullied Retarded's supposed To rid me of shame So leave all your earrings Your perfumes and soaps I'll recognize Mold a ceramic friend To keep in your shoe where you tread And I hope that it looks like me Before you abandon it And I wish you had smoked With me inside Than let me get bullied Retarded's supposed To rid me of shame So leave all your earrings Your perfumes and soaps I'll recognize
7.
Past stone name tags Lined in classes Wealthy, poor And the rest were farmers They were new once Since have blemished And won't know for Same or different Inside eyeballs The only thing I have Never seen And never will see They were new once Since have blemished And won't know for Same or different Same every new era Turns all families sterile And sour For a new baby to come The oldest leaves for war
8.
I took the 682 to waste my life Deep late the afternoon I didn't notice anybody That I used to know For I'm content to sit and stare Right into space for nothing Though you were right whom you had thought But I don't look like that no more You reminisce about the kid Who sat a few rows yonder I must've had a bull's eye spot Upon the back of my head I sometimes think about The people that I could've followed Though you were right whom you had thought But I don't like that no more They should've killed the kid Who they just didn't like He took his time beneath his sheets To plan his own demise He had a friend Of whom assisted tiddled dreams together Now he would rather vouch The can of his next beer My ticket always looks the same A bunch of am/pm's The kids I saw inside the school grounds All have occupations I just want to have A deeper voice than anybody And if I did I think That I could bare to sleep a-nightly I don't look like that no more
9.
Bald to corrosion Sprinkling onto sick feet Esteemed to untreat these Symptoms of cessation I want to divide me Into three equations And you are the third part Lining into syzygy I want to divide me Into three equations And you are the third part In time all is fertile No hand left to sow such And she was the one crush Sworn to hope I's real I want to divide me Into three equations And you are the third part Lining into syzygy I want to divide me Into three equations And you are the third part
10.
Oddword 03:31
Star-boiled salt water beds Choking on horsehair brush What you call a poet's tears Fermented, demented old thoughts So sit sad Let me freeze your eyes With the oddest words I like While I still have time A shoebox of dog-eared dates That happened according to me Is covered in X-mas wish At foot of the podium So sit sad Let me freeze your eyes With the oddest words I like While I still have time

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An unreleased album in its entirety. Recorded in Rowville 2011, from a life before Animal Pharma.

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released September 13, 2014

Written and produced by Animal Pharma.

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Animal Pharma Melbourne, Australia

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Studio Albums:

Zygoat – 29 July 2014

Evergreen Civil War – 10 August 2014

Pantomeme – 11 October 2014

Light of a Hard – 28 March 2015

The Vuuz – 10 May 2015

Mazel – 1 November

Joseph Phase – 29 July 2018
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