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Repent, repent
Repent, repent, repent
Your motives, imperial
I am the flood, I have been sent
Repent, repent
Repent, repent, repent
Your motives, imperial
I am the flood, I have been sent
Ain't it kinda funny how the whole things pointed straight down
Lookin up at the neon truck stop, fucked off I need to sleep now
Lookin forward to a time when I don't need to be on time for nobody
Lookin forward to a time when I don't need to be on time
Unsung be one with the stress, all babies are born in the midwest
Vomit atop the crest, a fool's errand no doubt no less
Fuck, this my only quest
Fuck, that's my only guess
God of this drudge my only judge no fucking time to rest
Fatherless son, holy spirit, don't wanna touch don't wanna get near it
I wonder what's buried under all of that flesh no wonder they fear it
Every piece of me, thrown into a pile and burned I see
the fumes in front of me, this world is done with me
Repent, repent
Repent, repent, repent
Your motives, imperial
I am the flood, I have been sent
Ain't it kinda funny how the whole things pointed straight down
Lookin up at the neon truck stop, fucked off I need to sleep now
Lookin forward to a time when I can unwind, unload on everybody
Lookin forward to a time when I can unwind
One gun and fully dressed, all babies are born in the midwest
Vomit atop the crest, a fool's errand no doubt no less
Fuck, was it all in jest
Fuck, born into this mess
I see the tyrant I am trying to fucking impress
What is hope, but a word printed into the soap
I've exhausted all the recommended ways to cope
Every piece of me, thrown into a pile and burned I see
all the people in front of me, this world is done with me
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American Hex
03:33
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History of America, what a chapter
What a narrative, what a motherfuckin bastard
Take it, lights out, colonize, they won't fight now
Indoctrinate before their eyes, last rites now
Flow deep river take my soul may I fuck with it
Throw my body faith in tow I am stuck with it
Made tight adjustments long ago
I fall straight down
Hit enough branches on the way down
Safe now
Hex, hex, hex, American
Hex, hex, hex, American
Hex, hex, hex, American
Hex, hex, hex
Pagan as a stack of stones just beyond the bog
My psilocybin pilgrimage ain't nuthin but a slog
Give too many hints, dontcha go and spoil the whole plot
Met an angel in the form of a pack of mad dogs, woof
Close my eyes in a trance
Hexagonal expance
Did the deed, do the dance
I see tracers of my hands
High noon, pale moon
Didn't dose out my mushrooms
Kinda weird, kinda gloom
Tryna steer, vroom vroom
Hex, hex, hex, American
Hex, hex, hex, American
Hex, hex, hex, American
Hex, hex, hex
Applaud algorithmic god inside the computer
Duck behind cover it's another mass shooter
Fuck hustle culture I aint never been a doer
To be the dumbest winner or the dopest fuckin loser
Both sound so exhausting, what the fuck's it costing
Look and see the fever dream that you're fuckin lost in
Everyday I wonder if everybody sees it too
Lookin down I'm wonderin when the floor's gonna break through, uh oh
Hex, hex, hex, American
Hex, hex, hex, American
Hex, hex, hex, American
Hex, hex, hex
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Debt Set Radio Future
02:23
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I can't fucking fake it, ain't nothing is sacred
They all used to say, life is what you make it
All my mistakes are put up on display
It's like, you want a chance? This is how you play
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I got debt, I got debt
I don't even bet, begging for just a little more credit
Yeah, kill the snake, drink the venom
Take a swing, I let 'em, try and pry and fucking bend 'em
Offend 'em, tear them right the fuck apart and mend 'em
Bombs in Amazon slips, where do I send 'em?
My only weakness is I'm too honest
I don't reach for W's, I revel in my losses
Ain't bought in, got to know what the cost is
Mirror, mirror, mirror show me who the fucking boss is
I can't fucking fake it, ain't nothing is sacred
They all used to say, life is what you make it
All my mistakes are put up on display
It's like, you want a chance? This is how you play
Ain't nuthin left to believe in, the youth swiping for meaning
Public executions uploaded and streaming
I'm seeing stroads to nowhere, I am free
Only me, so I why the fuck would I need empathy?
Ain't nothing Even Stevens, kick your motherfucking teeth in
We be praising Old Gods, though we don't know the meaning
Just breath in, inhale the American breeze
One way or another it'll bring you to your knees
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DRONE STRIKE
03:37
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Yeah I had to quit to dirt bagging, I couldn't swim all day
Get back upon that wagon, this time I'll try and stay
Peer back like am I slacking, been out for awhile
Slow drip gotta get cracking, or spiritual exile
Old dream
Old dream, old dream, old dream
Old dream, old dream
Semi-forced labor what a handful, back home tryna raise a few rascals
All that life shit don't need to be a hassle, bite down on your suicide capsule
Doomer logic, needless to say I've got it, self-esteem for thee old dream, I fucking lost it
Did I ever want it, I got to be honest, I grew sick and tired of that same old sonnet
What a dirge, just a motherfucking suicide march into a self-made hell hole in the earth
Break your spirit, break your body
Hold your trauma like a hobby, ain't that something, that is not me, exhale
The scar tissue of your father's lesions leaving black open wounds for the birds to sleep in
No grieving, because that ain't what you was taught
Let the wound heal wrong, let the rest of it rot
Old dream
Old dream, old dream, old dream
Old dream, old dream
Old dream
Old dream, old dream, old dream
Old dream, old dream
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HURL
02:28
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Step back noise rap on that got that big splash
Won't explain no thang neck strain head bang whiplash
Step back noise rap on that got that big splash
Won't explain no thang neck strain head bang whiplash
Out the smoke I do walk amidst
I need something to press my chest against
It's never enough and no, I don't bluff
I respond only to the purest stuff
Fuck if I don't lean into change
It ain't a mess, it's just rearranged
Knew from day one that I was strange
Couldn't look away or turn the page, fuck
Gimme a new method to cope
Posturally smoke dope, watch my toes
Got us all on a short rope
Where is Tyler and soap?
Slide
Hang the American Oligarchs
Should've seen it, cleaned it from the start
A whole pack of mad dogs afraid to bark
A small sign in the yard to play your part
Neo-Corporate storms hit eco-dormant
We can't afford it
Stored it, enforced it
Engorged, they said no more fit
We bore it, we whore it, record it
We can't ignore it
Sordid Lordship Torment, fuck
Hurl bricks towards it
Step back noise rap on that got that big splash
Won't explain no thang neck strain head bang whiplash
Step back noise rap on that got that big splash
Won't explain no thang neck strain head bang whiplash
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Decision Fatigue
02:20
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Arms wide open, I'm a motherfucking hydra
Do it all myself, that's a motherfucking lie
Ya, try to be all you can be, all you can die
And I'll stay, please just tell me what to do, yeah, yeah
Trust is big fucking thing when you need to turn off
This ain't my exit, wait, oh fuck it, I got
No solution for ya, I just need to fucking breathe
Ima lean into the wind, got decision fatigue
I don't care what happens next, I give why to gravity
Deciding ain't a pastime, you decide for me
Priorities like an eighteen wheeler
Sinking in a fucking lake, while I'm Signaling my dealer
I got nothing to fake, I'm just trying to make it right
Wait, is this my fucking lane, wait, is this my fucking ride
Wait, just what the fuck is happening?
Crown chakra channeling Mary Magdalene picking Witch and the cross I'm rotting in
Bottle in bag in hand and mans is saying got to win
Demanding hims gives until he be hobbling
Trust is big fucking thing when you need to turn off
This ain't my exit, wait, oh fuck it, I got
No solution for ya, I just need to fucking breathe
Ima lean into the wind, got decision fatigue
I don't care what happens next, I give why to gravity
Deciding ain't a pastime, you decide for me
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Skin Dweller
02:31
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Melancholia where I spent thee past winter
A cold exhale as she slips right through fingers
We'd make it real good before making dinner
Been falling asleep without my chest against her
I thought knew ya, guess I don't know ya had to show ya
True stripes to me, cut me down and nearly blew me over
Much colder is it now than when I used to hold ya
Force myself to shut it down, I'm a lover not a soldier
Rode my horse til it collapsed and died
No energy to mourn, too exhausted to cry
Cut open it's belly and I crawled inside
Asleep the next day into the next night
Yeah, I rode my horse til it collapsed and died
No energy to mourn, too exhausted to cry
I cut open it's belly and I crawled inside
Asleep the next day into the next night
God is good, we know we should be
Servicing thee ever turning wheel, little lamb, little lamb
God is good, we know we should be
Servicing thee ever turning wheel, little lamb, little lamb, little lamb
Makes sense, the year began on a Sunday
Seeing you again, maybe one day
Wasn't meant to be, that's what some say
Some stay, most fade, pale moon begins to wane
I thought knew ya, guess I don't know ya had to show ya
True stripes to me, cut me down and nearly blew me over
Much colder is it now than when I used to hold ya
Force myself to shut it down, I'm a lover not a soldier
Rode my horse til it collapsed and died
No energy to mourn, too exhausted to cry
Cut open it's belly and I crawled inside
Asleep the next day into the next night
Yeah, I rode my horse til it collapsed and died
No energy to mourn, too exhausted to cry
I cut open it's belly and I crawled inside
Asleep the next day into the next night
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