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Oms

by OUT

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1.
Oms 21:21
Wake up the neighbors No more shutting eyes pull pupils open in distress No pinch me nightmares No LSD in your cheerios Thirty years of decline Thirty years of apologizing for the Exxon monster The BP brigade Sniffling over Koch creations Our environment has shed us It’s a state of emergency, a peaking sense of numb there’s a pivotal urgency, what could have we possibly done? What was once stability is slipping from under our thumbs Now embrace tragedy, count minutes until we’re done We kept letting it go said “death to humanity” we kept letting it go Means nothing to you or me We remained motionless when things began to change ignored extremities, kept eyes glued on today No drive to make things right, minds constantly astray Kept sights away from the concerning and the strange I opened eyes in 2009, too late to make a change too late for us to right our wrongs and fix our burning states too late to lay a million sobbing crosses for our fates too swift, too soon, no second chances, ridding us for all of our mistakes Do they all get it? too late to find elsewhere or to regret it made marks too deep to repair so forget it made messes so its only fair we get it made masses think, “we’re okay so don’t sweat it” made morons fight against the ones who said it and now we’re living movies that we shrugged off years ago apocalypse is creeping up like late night sci-fi shows ignorance is only pushing dirt onto our feet we kept living for the day and so we’ve traded living for catastrophe When picturing the future I see no bright mornings no sunshine lines across the living room I fear that we’re to live the things we’ve written of for years doom, please enter quickly please do not dwell on me while I am sinking doom, please enter swiftly prove to me the evils I’m predicting Everything we all have loved is ripped away based on acts of elders and prolonging their mistakes Sell a mask of helping hands but no one really cares so eat your eco meals, sip organic wine recycling repeat, these actions so divine discuss with prius people how we’ll be just fine give up, give in, we’re done, just let us die Ignored research ignored facts in order to keep wallets fat ignored warnings ignored cries in order to keep profits high We’re ripping resource from the dirt squeezing each drop from the earth Life cannot overrule the green Save the rich monopolies Sought convenience sought to save Applauded profit-pulling ways decreased health and increased wage how did living get this way? aspirations tangible only want materials ignore outside ignore real life clutch your fortune as we die Is living just a joke when there’s money to be made? Keep pushing for extinction as long as you get paid How did this mentality develop and decide That fortune is forever, doesn’t matter if you die Sick of the way we live sick of giving reasons for it sick of greedy activity why can’t we learn some humility sick of seeing injustice and death We asked for change and wasted our breath so now we’re asking to just be dead Should have listened when they said This progressing nightmare is now reality Forget the highest income and just take what you need but gimmie gimmie gimmie is all you had to say No future on your mind, only focused on today Solidified the future dialed in demise ‘Cause every single one of us turned a blind eye Don’t look now Eradicate a medium Gimme what you got No moderation no second thoughts Empty world Do they all get it? the moment came and went and we let it ignored the warning sign when we read it picked profit over people, said “forget it” lived in the present day, now we regret it beg for forgiveness from the ones who said it Take in what we have done Drink from the Citarum Vacation to Ahvaz Breathe in New Delhi fog Too late to go back Smothered world Sick earth No care to react
Careless people Covered eyes It’s hard to love the land you’re from when it’s succumb to rising seas At least the mega churches stand tall Shelter for hungry and diseased Severity is reality Those warning signs weren’t for fun This isn’t myth or conspiracy thirty years more and we’re done Write it off as propaganda With flat world attitudes Don’t wanna fix filthy habits Calamity is absolute This generation is a goner Place the problem in our hands This living ain’t for much longer now that we’ve narrowed in the chance Blood shot eyes shot open late last night clutching quickly for the drink by his bed heard the sounds of the ground peeling off of the earth rattled his bones and rushed the blood to his head Walking down to the kitchen watched the lights stir up pots and pans on the walls went to swaying cracked a beer, lit a joint and sat at the table muttered ‘bout the tricks his eyes were playing looked at all the family photos hanging there on the wall and in the corner of his eye he saw them shaking one by one with the shaking they all started to fall smashing down on the floor, set the whole house quaking Started boarding up the windows but thick winds all wanted them open so he wrapped himself in blankets with a bible by his chest and knew right then that it was god who had spoken this ain’t some gods work we must take full responsibility our actions led to tragedy The earth reacts accordingly pushing us off, wiping us out fossilized disasters what was once the leading race is buried for its selfish actions take and take with no reservation no thoughts of consequence Thinking only of convenience Remove all common sense Take and take like this place is ours to reap and drain for profit profit leads to nothing when we’re dropping it in coffins breathing in debris drinking toxicity breathing in debris drinking toxicity harvest trees now we can’t breathe pollution clouds now we can’t see nature’s dead and we can’t eat Consequence of human greed We kept on letting it go We’re sick of living the way we live we’re sick of giving reasons for it we’re sick of greedy activity why can’t we learn some humility we’re sick of seeing injustice and death We asked for change and wasted our breath so now we’re asking to just be dead You should have listened to what they said
2.
What it like to be happy all of the time? What is it like to never think about a god damn thing? What is it like to not have them creep on your night? I mean thoughts, I mean doubts, I mean hating your own everything I’m not faking nocturnal depression and pondering Not faking my mind wandering To where the vines creep in I’m not faking negativity I’m not putting on a show for popularity Wish I could shrug it all off when my head hits the pillow each night I’m not a nervous wreck I swear everything’s okay But I want the negative attention and I want you to hate me I want to feel unloved I want to feel like I’m alone Yes I deserve it, feeling like shit feels like home I’m not faking nocturnal depression and pondering Not faking my mind wandering To where the vines creep in I’m not faking negativity I’m not putting on a show for popularity Wish I could shrug it all off when my head hits the pillow each night Wish I could shrug it off but I’m here each night And I feel it, like you feel it, like they tell me to feel it But I don’t know where it will go When I cast it so I keep it here What the fuck do I know? I know nothing, knowing nothing is the way that I’ll have to be I’m not faking, I’m not lying, my conflicts are fucking reality Fucking listen to me
3.
Throwing 40s in Harvard windows Black hoods over our heads Never thought that things would be laid out just like they said Forget our aspirations Without a leg up Only room for our types on the edges Fill the comfort lives with suits and ties Only room for us in box apartments Don’t take people placement to heart Follow routes that they suggested For mediocre happiness Surely there is more to life than remaining like this Forget your US dreams No way we’re good enough Provide the same hopeful illusion This land was made for you and me Buy into paths with no conclusions trust that trickle-down succeeds Only room for our types on the edges Fill the comfort lives with suits and ties Only room for us in box apartments Don’t take people placement to heart
4.
Fight Back 01:34
Don’t need your fucking rich man advice Paying you off while you’re naming your price it’s hard enough without your eyes down my back I don’t need you Trying my best, trying my best Not enough, not enough, trying my best trying my best, trying my best not enough, not enough, trying my best We get the pressure from them eyes glued to our backs Trying my best, trying my best Not enough, not enough, trying my best Fight back fight back, fight back back
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Rise drunk mid day They have a weight on this place Trash tans, bare feet Looks of disgust as their bones wither in heat No hope folks sick victims of poverty No hope folks they're digging graves in the streets no hope folks considered fuck ups and freaks no hope folks no one will find them some peace They've stuck the needles in vain Need a high to hide shame Stupidity ain't to blame Our efforts made 'em this way Shut out from suburban homes Left to burn out drink and roam catching the worst of the grief Then dying alone on the street
7.
Drones 02:01
Killed another kid today Tragic but we feel no pain Terrorism is okay when brought on by the USA Killed another family Hundreds of casualties Murdering the innocent, the only way to keep us free They say get it out of my head Salute the greens while I see red Because it’s one for the many dead How much blood must we shed? The innocents we murder will never be remembered Civilians were killed on site, no chance to surrender Killed another family Hundreds of casualties Murdering the innocent, the only way to keep us free
8.
Flaggers 02:23
Nineteen and feeling too sick overly patriotic Ignorant way to exist Sweet land of narcissists Flaggers Cloth cult An island of big heads Self centered blind rednecks No knowledge of foreign lands Pure bred Americans I'm sick of flags all lined up on the drives Red white and blue being glued to my eyes Hold hand to hearts, smiles all filled with pride as Patriots line up to sign up and die Cover our history boasts of democracy Cult driven ceremony Stars and Stripes ain't for me

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released November 3, 2015

Jake Martin-Vocals/guitar/noise
Nathaniel Peirce- Drums/noise
James Sheridan- Bass/vocals

Recorded and Produced by Nathaniel Peirce at Cats'N'Jammers in Merrimac, MA.

Saxophone on "Oms" generously provided by Tomoki Sanders
Mastered by Brad Boatright at Audiosiege
Artwork by Richard Shannon

This record is dedicated to Cody Sanborn

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