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In Jest

by Poison Fish

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1.
Around The Corner (Happiness) 04:59
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Drinking on the streets and it's cold as hell Haven't slept in weeks as I think to myself I'll roam this soil where I pay my rent Cause I never really cared what the government meant My arms are heavy, And my knees are weak It's been so long since I got real sleep It's slipping down the wayside coming around the bend I'm always afraid that I didn't understand It's cold as dark and still as night And I refuse to take in the light I'm afraid of what it makes be like And it's out of my head where I stay at night They want my money but not my thoughts My love told me I must be gone It's slipping down the wayside coming around the bend And I'll play this guitar without my hands I'm stranded I'm stuck, I'm down in the dumps And I'll sit right here, On this old tree stump Catch my breath while I'm talking to myself They're breaking out the classics to forget about hell Standing at the bar at the open mic Remembering what past loves were like It's slipping down the wayside coming around the bend I'd rather be dead than just pretend Drinking on the streets and it's cold as hell Haven't slept in weeks as I think to myself I'll roam this soil where I pay my rent Cause I never really cared what the government meant My arms are heavy, And my knees are weak It's been so long since I got real sleep It's slipping down the wayside coming around the bend I'm always afraid that I didn't understand Standing on the corner And it's getting kinda dark Never really thought about The things I laugh at Drink myself stupid I think me dumb Trynot to think about What I've become Injury prone With a touch of nightmare Never really really thought about I didn't have care Shackled in the basement I never want to move Love sick, Home sick Broken groove Accumulate the answers to questions never asked Start another fire to purge the darkness This is what we're saying, we never want to speak But if you never listen it'd get to me... Drinking on the streets and it's cold as hell Haven't slept in weeks as I think to myself I'll roam this soil where I pay my rent Cause I never really cared what the government meant My arms are heavy, And my knees are weak It's been so long since I got real sleep It's slipping down the wayside coming around the bend I'm always afraid that I'll never understand
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Anecdotes of a Failed Revolution 03:16
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Thought police While the plague is coming Band together Doing nothing Conversation's Going nowhere Loveless, awkward Broken moments Idiot, Maggot Fuckwit moron How the hell Could we get it more wrong? Recognise The eyes of evil I feel like The only one ... Black holes In the chest of everyone Stand back now Satan's coming Make way applaud Lifeless puppets Defying laws of Social physics Seems like plot lines Of a prequel I feel like The only one/It's all been done Recognise The eyes of evil Back lit blue screen Lying scum Shit stir, scam shot Pre planned scam plot Cling wrapped tied down Plastic life Thoughtless Thoughtless Stupid nation Left wing pinko strapped to a TV Living down the alleyway, around the corner from a police station Dealing pot Landlords ride the back of Satan No one really wants to save (So I stream the cheapest porn sites Distract myself from what's gone wrong)
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Resignation 03:37
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Hello sir I stand here wondering What the hell I did to deserve this? I fucking hate you Take me off your pay roll I think you're twisted I think you're sick Muscle aches And brain spasms Littered with a hint Of sarcasm I fucking hate you Take me off your pay roll I think you're twisted I think you're sick I hates you I quit
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...But The Band Still Played 02:00
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Lose myself in enlightened dark The room went quiet when the sound gave site My skin went soft when my brain got bothered And the crowd was sure that this was it Alarms went loud and the crowds adhered Mayhem fumes and smoke appeared Art removed from public walls Half past nothing But the band still played No one listened but the drinks got drank The singer won't publicly thank Feelings fade almost despite Real things never last all night Sirens sound in a distant curse My brain got bothered and the rest got worse The room hit post-apocalyptic state Half past nothing But the band still played Bury my heart in an unmarked grave I won't be bothered if I don't get saved Drown my life in what makes me sane Half past nothing But the band still played Art removed from public walls Safety enforced with fights in sport Icebergs threw us to an early grave Half past nothing But the band still played
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Depression 04:26
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Drinking and (×16) Stare at the papers that sit on a wall Wait for the posters do Rip and then fall I'll ask the auther but the other is gone My brain will float my body stays on the floor Producing a musk that acts as my fuel Keeps me awake but never alert Learning an art thatwill never exist immortal, so eternally heard. Drinking and (×16) Writing upblueprints to plan an attack On the proviso that no one fights back Clarity and words that are slurred in my head Reacting to outcomes that I always dread Making up friends with people I know I gather the risk for my suicide throne My head is spinning with silence in words hiding the same whilst writing it hurts. Drinking and (×16) My bedroom floor is a workmans desk Tear me apart break my thoughts down They found of phantom wing from an extrovert crown My body stays thoughtless on this ground Grasping at straws through new Soundwaves They bottle up bodies are can't get saved Drinking in the air thats streams of steam Produced through body from my control room dream. Drinking and (×16) I'm singing I'm sinking I'm drinking well I'm thinking I didn't want to think This no more Drinking and ... ...and I'm way to drunk
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You'll Make a Chain Smoker Out of Me Just Yet 02:54
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Dancing out loud and I'll sing it to myself The thing I won't admit is the singing won't help Cleanse the pellet and admit defeat Clear the throat then repeat Silence isn't golden For the director of sound Gold isn't worth much Till it's dug up from the ground Friendship isn't worth much Till it's built on booze Nothing can be measured Till there's something to lose There's about three things I regret You'll make a chain smoker out of me just yet
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Spit Blood 01:13
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Praying to an empty room For solitary confinement Paint the wall the colours of exile Depression and excitement When the walls start caving in And the outsides painted red We'll say at least it's pretty Thank god we're alone I like what I've become It's useless but it's old We look back on reflection To the memories we've sold Spit blood in rebellion Spit blood at their celebration Laugh because we made no difference Thank god we're alone
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Election Day 05:39
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Fronted by a pilot with a god-like complex And a suicide stare Market value's dropping and we're Disillusioned by the brand What did you think What the hell were you expecting? When I look into the mirror All I get is my reflection Eat like a king from an old pig tray Revolution's coming but I think you'd know what I say I won't die yet with a few too many years have passed Drink like a mother fucker from an old cheap wine cask Freedom of speech with freedom from these leeches Freedom from the lies in which they teach us I won't die yet but the cancer's in remission Can we make mistakes or do we need your permission? Fronted by a madman Motherfucker with passion fora sin Eat the poison apple Or we'll never let you in Take what you get cause there's no use fighting Whilst bird watching I had a snake sighting Break my curfew to feed the beast Practice what your taught but forget what you've been preaching Eat like a king from an old pig tray False hopes the night before Election Day Revolution's coming well that's what some say The rest lie down to witness what their grand kids will pay Celebrity heads meets charades With games that keep us guessing Fronted by a singer from the Pop star section A figure of speech With an accurate depiction Pinch me I'm weak And need to bleed out my addiction Something's got me revved up Screaming for mercy Media attention Whored out tactic that keep working I'm finding this sad And a whole lot concerning I lie down I'm weak And my head is hurting Eat like a king from an old pig tray False hopes the night before Election Day Revolution's coming well that's what some say The rest lie down to witness what their grand kids will pay I've got this feeling that'll make you want me less I found a reason to avoid my happiness Trust me it's later than you think Wait a minute now let me paint it pink I've got this feeling that'll make you want me less I found a reason to avoid my happiness The poison apples sweeter than you think It's Election Day and the nation needs a drink The left die young and the rest die old Proving life that doesn't need a soul Stepped on the cracks cause your mother didn't care Laying on your back in the sun room glare In my bed where my body lays Dreaming of a time where my mind won't stray In my filth where body still stays Running up the bill on Election Day (Conversation broken we're falling down again Conversation's broken we'll never let you in)
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Staring at People Like They're the Sun 03:46
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Some people walk the streets And the useless to me That's ok that's alright I didn't want to speak up because I didn't want to tell you I broke my own rule now I'm mad Listen up closely I don't want to repeat this I know it's ok and I'll be alright Staring at people like they're the sun Now much older I thought this would fade Melodys nicer so they say Doesn't really matter but talk is cheap Fixation on the right left me for dead Please don't look at me that way Melodys nicer so they say Doesn't really matter but talk is cheap Fixation on the right left me for dead Please don't look at me Pepped up on goof ball Standing like stray cat I broke my own rule now I'm mad Staring at people like it means a thing Now Im much older I thought this would fade Some people walk the streets And the useless to me That's ok that's alright I didn't want to speak up because I didn't want to tell you I broke my own rule now I'm mad
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Wasted Time 05:46
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Smells like sex and sarcasm Seems like streams of semen stains I hate myself things I've done Broke my rib popped a lung (games I've played and wars I've won) I don't know why but I still want this Sex on a mountain and murder in a pit Age comes wasted time is free Wasted time still for me . Smells like weed and melodies Cliche lines and torn up Dreams/jeans Throw myself into the trash I don't know why but I'll talk back Oh no it happened again Smells like sex between wasted friends Oh know I know this is mine the mirrors just as ugly as I Here I am I'm doing fine mainly out of I spite Still in jest but I digress Highlighting what's not right Lock myself into my room Please tell me it's ok Through the door and through the lock Through the fucking grave
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Happiness #2 03:57
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They call me Mr happiness Born without a sadness gland Make your lips and kiss the bride She said yes the way I asked why Happiness is just a drug A god in a Faithless love Smell roses as you get older They'll drink themselves to sleep And I swear that I'm not happy When they swear that I'm not unhappy I'll sleep in my own bed tonight Because that's what grown-ups do A glass of wine and a magic trick With milk soaked in my skin Happiness glistens from my pores And it only hurts to smile The call me master Happiness as long as I still live Boxes stuck onto the shelf They won't display themselves Take laugh to make another I find meaning nothing They can call me Mr. happiness For price that I can't sell Feelin like stillborn Trapped inside a body Feeling like the insides Of a ventriloquist dummy Feeling out of place Can I hug up to mummy They call me Mr Happiness they find it kinda funny ...and I swear that I'm not happy when they swear that I'm not unhappy
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Shooting at the Mailman 04:23
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Fingers going numb As a run them down your spine Slowly lose my mind Slowly lose my mind Face is bleeding out As I lose half of my of my sight Slowly going blind Slowly going blind This is getting stupid Oh this is getting dumb The same four chords how not to do this Based on, I knew someone From every girl that I undressed To everyone I tried to help Breaking every curfew As a shortcut to hell I'll stand out the front Shooting at the mailman I'll take every precaution And make sure I'm well-fed I'll stand out the front I'll flick past every chapter I'll watch you like a hawk and I'll never let you in Where there's smoke there's some time smokers Where there's smokers there's sometimes cancer Where there's people there sometimes killers Where's the proof? well there isn't much I don't know what they told you I'm turned on by the slightest touch I found gods intimidation when I found life in a suit ...I'm fucking scared of my death now but the ending can't come too soon
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Ballpoint Pen 02:13
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Pierce my skin with a Ballpoint Pen Bleed black blood but the pen was red Degradation through sleight of hand Degradation through sleight of hand Draw blood on me again Draw blood on me again... Sign the symptoms that signify X marks the where not why Bury my heart and break my spine Bleed blood but the pen was mine Draw blood on me again Draw blood on me again... Pierce my skin with a Ballpoint Pen Bleed black blood but the pen was red Degradation through sleight of hand Degradation through sleight of hand Draw blood on me again Draw blood on me again... Drinking on the streets and it's cold as hell Haven't slept in weeks as I think to myself I'll roam this soil where I lost my friend Pierce my skin with a ballpoint pen My arms are heavy, And my knees are weak It's been so long since I got real sleep It's slipping down the wayside coming around the bend Still I'll pierce myself with a Ballpoint Pen

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released September 17, 2020

Poison Fish is:
Joshua Gagliardi on Lead Vocals and Guitar
Nick Angeli on Bass and Backing Vocals
Peter Lancaster on Drums

All music and lyrics written by Joshua Gagliardi
All music co-written by Nick Angeli and Peter Lancaster

All Tracks were Produced
by Poison Fish and Hayden Williams

All Tracks Performed by Poison Fish

All tracks (Except track 7):
Recorded by Hayden Williams at Inventions Studio
Mixed by Ryan Fallis at Inventions Studio

Track 7:
Recorded by Nick Angeli

All tracks:
Mastered by Joseph Carra at Crystal Mastering

CD artwork designed by Poison Fish
Picture on cover and CD photographed by Joshua Gagliardi

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Poison Fish is a Grunge/Punk/Noise band from Melbourne that formed in 2010

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