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Opening what can’t be closed
Things that should be left alone
Locations left undisclosed
We’re all in trouble now
I pray we make it through the night
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Back down here once again
Spitting out dirt and grit
I smashed my face in
What if you could just turn back the page?
Just to write down something you forgot to say
A 10,000 volt blast
To break through space and time
Turned around and whiplashed
The radio signal is out
And the electric is dead tonight
As we crash back down to Earth
After everything we’ve been through
Strung along and dragged through all the shit
We’re the sum of everything good and bad
Is the process more important than the end?
Don’t you say,“We’ve got to go back!”
We can never go back!
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Fear Of A Bot Planet
03:13
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Alone in a room full of people
Hiding in plain sight
I wish I could disappear
It’s not safe to let my guard down
They’ll find me, I gotta get out of here
I gotta run, before I’m found out
Make it through the day, I’ll be safe
Keep my act up a little longer, I’ll be good
I’m so fucking sick of all the bullshit
More concern over your image
We act like we’re so special, so original
So high and mighty, on our horses that look the same
Doesn’t even matter what I say
No-one’s fucking listening anyway
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Welcome To The Hellmouth
03:27
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When I feel like everything just falls apart
When you’re feeling so down and out
Confined to this fucking space
When you’re feeling lost and erased
When this town just drags us down
Welcome to the Hellmouth
It devours everyone from beneath
Creased lines hiding the scars you see
Don’t fall too deep or you will sink
Don’t give up, please don’t give in
When this city feels so fucking small
When things just spiral out of control
When you just want to leave it all
When you’re just trying to hold on
When you can’t shake the cold from your bones
Welcome to the Hellmouth
Here we are again
It’s been growing for years
Why haven’t we moved on?
Take the step or we might fall!
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Black Oil
04:32
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I’m tired of feeling this way
Hiding inside of me
Terrifying
I’m so, so scared
It’ll happen again
Killing, destroying
Never the same again
Corruption, hiding inside of me
So afraid to call myself sick
It creeps into your soul
Destroying everything you love
Everything hurts, so fucking bad
I’m so sick
I feel I’m dying
I don’t want to hurt
So fucking scared
I’m so sorry
For what I’ve done, what I’m gonna do
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Doom Service Burlington, Vermont
Called "an unkillable party machine" by Seven Days, Doom Service is an ever growing group of friends playing the kind of music they grew up listening to. Drawing most of their influences from the 1990’s, they write gruff punk songs whose oddly melodic hooks might just propel you into the twilight zone. ... more
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