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The New Black
03:03
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I called everything grey, what’s the matter
Stairway or Jacob's ladder?
In my head, the dreams just scatter
The mirror made me shatter
And it’s come right back
Black is the new black
I called my voicemail back, what’s the phrase
Fires or trails to blaze
New year, new funeral in phase
I’m stuck, stuck here in my ways
Am I lost on my way out or in?
Try, try or die again
Into the light or train at the end
Helene, how do I begin?
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2. |
fine
02:05
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No I’m fine
I got outta line
Six six sixes mine
Left behind
In 49
In my mind
I find no peace
For a crease
They’re left to find
A tongue twister they unwind
Razor blade inside
Where is it I hide
The dark in me outshined
By video tape streamers to rewind
Caught in a story unkind
I am better
We’re tight knit like a sweater
In summer weather
Two birds one stone of a feather
Lean on me, in the red debtor
I’m a leech, so glad I met her
Two years I can’t forget her
But I go on
In a song
The words last me long
But I got them wrong
What am I saying?
Who am I portraying?
Overstayer staying
I go on like I’m waiting
Creating
Another life I waste hating
But I’m fine now
All eyes now
Can’t describe how
The time out
Of a wound wasn’t silver spooned
And here I am phased out like the moon
Back to normal soon
Love songs go back in tune
All the wasteland again will swoon
Who am I now in bloom
Out of concrete
Barren feet
Kicked to the side of the street
Home is a word obsolete
Am I a fever or is it the heat
I’m a stain to everyone I meet
I am bitter, victory tastes sweet
I drive from the backseat
My drive is defeat
I am a broken record on repeat
I was a wildflower weed to eat
I am fine, the hole in me complete
Who’s there?
Amused stare
I am too abused to care
I never knew a friend
They just knew to pretend
Out of pocket I amend
But I am empty in the end
I am fine alone
I don’t know why I try or why I phone home
It’s a place I’ve never known
I broke the door with every bone
My glass heart threw a stone
Am I just grown?
Accident prone?
The Queen off her throne
Was left at the tone
What do I owe
What do I show
When the reaper couldn’t keep her
Gave me more to sow
I don’t know
Where I go
I am fine though
This is my flow
Ebb in a web of undertow
The future comes on slow
The future busts a suture
I am a first person shooter
In the mirror like an intruder
Shake off the mover
I quake, cocked in stupor
The screws got looser
I act like I knew her
I’m a beggar and I choose her
I am better now I lose her
In this life I side with my abuser
Moving on a maneuver
I should have died sooner
But I’m ok
I'm fine today
Never wanted your fucking time of day
This must be the day
No I’m fine, the light is just grey
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One Way Ticket
02:55
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When will I find love?
I don’t know what I speak of
Consumed by a foxglove
A blind ticket stub
My heart is as warm as a gun
I told them to run
I’m not the one
She has kind eyes
I take life by surprise
War torn with lies
I watch for a sunrise
I’ve never been lonely
I’m just the one and only
I wish you would know me
Open ocean wide, show me
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4. |
Cowgirl
02:24
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Black hair
White t-shirt
She walks in like a
That stare
Makes me hurt
(Me first)
She walks in like a
Dream
Dreads in her face
And a a smirk on her face
Smirk on her face
This ain't no chase
But you got my heart to race
Got my heart
Pink hair
Wild West boots
I’m a just a singer in a
I swear
I ain’t got no roots
(On 3 shoot)
I said I’ll show you how to
Dream
That there
Ain't no young girl
That there's a woman if I ever
In the air like a stick up
(Pick me up)
She walks out like a cowgirl
Oh now girl,
Oh now
Hold me down girl
Hold me down
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Polaroid
02:35
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The lover walks a line
Tonight I’ll call you mine
Your burning eyes, a crime
Now I’ll have you do your time
Oh you shake like
The fever won’t break
I hold you like
A Polaroid I take
What a pretty picture
You have me make
The siren is brown-eyed
Sweeps me up like a moon tide
Open, she lays beside
Let me come inside
Oh you shake like
The fever won’t break
I hold you like
A Polaroid I take
What a pretty picture
You have me make
My heart beats out loud
The flower crowned bowed
Sunshine you do me proud
In a night spent on a cloud
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Oh you shake like
The fever won’t break
I hold you like
A Polaroid I take
(You give me perfect pictures of a love I'll never have)
What a pretty picture
You have me make
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7. |
Ruin Me
03:16
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Psychosis, psychosis
I don’t know if prose fits
Black Heart, everyone knows this
Sore thumbed, closed fist
Run but not to flee
Run free
I am here don’t look for me
The liar, the trapeze
I fall so hard, so hard with ease
Poems, what to make of these
Poems aren’t hard to please
Ruin me, ruin me
What do I do with me
I am my jailer, teach me mutiny
I combust at every opportunity
It took a funeral to close a door
I don’t know what dreams are for
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(Empty faces)
Run, but not to flee
I am here don’t look for me
Run, but love run free
Oh the end was meant to be
Empty faces
Empty places
Is all she had for me
(Ruin me, ruin me)
But in a plastic world
Is plastic what we’re supposed to be?
Run, but love run free
(Ruin me)
I am here but where is she?
(Ruin me)
Empty faces
Empty places
Is all she left for me
But in a plastic world
Is plastic what we’re supposed to be?
Empty faces
Empty faces
Wrapped in plastic
Wrapped in plastic
You had vivid and they trashed it
Here is where they stashed it
Let’s go together now,
You don’t heal you outlast it
Last it
Empty faces
Empty faces
Who takes the places
Of what erases
All traces?
Empty faces
Empty places
Is all she had for me
(Ruin me, ruin me)
But in a plastic world
Is plastic what we’re supposed to be?
(She said call me "Rain")
Wrapped in plastic
Wrapped in plastic
You had vivid and they trashed it
Here is where they stashed it
Let’s go together now,
You don’t heal you outlast it
Last it
Empty faces
Empty faces
Who takes the places
Of what erases
All traces?
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9. |
Catharsis
02:53
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Pupil
Pupil open
It’s what you show them
Not what you owe them
Don’t want to know them
Or myself
In and out
Spinning out
Please help
Cried the black-eyed that cried
Pat dry
There there
Don’t stare
Into the sun
Icarus must combust, thus learn to run
I belong to no one
I told her
She was older
Bolder
Couldn’t hold her
Shoulder
Eye
Pupil
Eye
The pupil of the beholder
It got colder
Beauty is how I mold her
Beauty in the eyes of the controller
What defines real
Is it what I feel
I forgot it
Antipsychotic
Was a narcotic
I couldn’t heal
I had to reel
It had me kneel
—
Cocaine pupil
White
I do not respond
Belong
To the light
I was gone
Second sight
Are you in the wrong
Or am I in the right?
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Dopamine seeps
Out
Keeps out
I have no doubt
There is a route
And I could be devout
Something about
A normal life
Without a knife
Befall it
I call it
Sylvia Plath strife
You’re a housewife
I cry because my veins
Had retracted
My poems were redacted
My life re-enacted
I was tamed
An experiment defamed
A broken mirror framed
They had me renamed
Somehow I remained
They never saw me the same
The end was the endgame
The end was my pen name
A pill may keep me alive
But the poem in me died
And in my stride
Though I learned to survive
I thrive
I am empty inside
Drug me into oblivion
I am a blade made of obsidian
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Let the record show
That I came I saw I was told to go
I’m here now though
And want you to know
That I love being employed even so
And have always wondered why teeth regrow
The best advice is to take life too slow
So I’ve decided to try dentistry
Willingly
With mental stability
And an affinity
For tooth debility
And though I’m not permitted in my ability
To practice medicine within this vicinity
I’ve decided that it’s not for me
And this is where I should be
Hear my plea
Yes I know much about this job’s realities
I myself have countless cavities and gum disease
I am everything this job needs
A bitch who reads
Lives and breathes
Intrigues
Believes
In work weeks of four
Bank account 6 then more
No more shitty credit score
No more debt collectors to ignore
No more crying on the floor
No more ice trays from the dollar store
What was the question
Do you have any more
I haven’t been to the dentist in a while
I ain’t got cavity money child !
At work I’ll try not to smile
They’ll see the secret lifestyle
Halloween candy ass bitch on trial
Put it in my file
Next to screenshots of my Tinder profile
Why did medicine put me in exile
Ima phone a friend, what do I dial
Yes I was banned from medicine for good
Let the record show that I wish a motherfucker would
But it’s not like I didn’t do everything I could
Being banned from a profession is part of adulthood
Or maybe not, I think I misunderstood
I don’t want to be a dentist but it’s the best I got
A career that wasn’t drab was worth a shot
But can I write music all day? No, of course not
Not for money, from what I’ve been taught
And my happiness can be bought
I want plastic surgery and new mascot
One that doesn’t get pregnant in the fucking parking lot
I want the homeowners association to be fought
Let the record show that a bitch counts each flowerpot
I want to walk barefoot without a tetanus shot
And life to turn out better than I once thought
I’m a slob
Voted most likely to be robbed and/or rob the mob
I’m a key stuck in the doorknob
Voted most likely to sit here and sob
So please give me this fucking job
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11. |
Dirty 30
04:03
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(Randomly talking to my cats and self)
I don’t do drugs kids
Don’t know what a drug is
What human touch is
Where my fuckin stuff is
I didn’t file my taxes
Wear my glasses
Took all them blasted classes
For blackout flashes
Of flicking cigarette ashes
Didn’t choose the thug life
It chose my parents love life
I’m still young, right?
But this was never done right
I’m only good for one night
Won’t hate myself but some might
I cruise on straight women
Fail as a musician
Fail as a physician
Bipolar in remission
Mentally ill on a mission
She’s expecting me to listen
In this condition?
No bitch
All is not forgiven
Don't I know
Don't I know
That there ain't no place for me to go
If I got hair it split
Here’s a chair now sit
Is what I wear unfit?
I’m a motherfucker
I dare you fuckwit
There, there
I swear they pay me to not to care
I’ll admit
I’m no saint
Slave to the money, honey
Funny ain’t it
Baller
Dollar bill
Dollar bill, ya'll
In a Pitt
Brad, rad
Call my dad
It’s not just my ass that won’t quit
How can I just kill a man?
I’ll kill a man
I’ll admit
How I’ll kill a man?
Show me the button I hit
To kill a man for his shit
Dirty thirty
Coming to your home soon
It’ll find you in a lone room
In your own tomb
Here’s your show tune
For your woes, I’m runnin' with my woes
With who for whom or who’s who (??)
Waste of breath to go to
Darts in a blow tube
Cupid hearts that don’t shoot
I got smarts
I’m Fucker of the Arts
Catch me on the charts
Here comes the boom
I never stuck it
To 'em
I’m A Ruckus
Bring it
I’m a god among us
The bus was
Short
The fuss was
Sport
Cut the cord
The deepest?
First
Club?
A Fourth
Fuck it
I’ll pick
There’s no bucket
I'll kick
So suck it
I’ll take in under the table
I’ll rob a mom from a cradle
I’m a bomb
And this sitcom?
Not on cable
So long, Farewell
I’m unstable
But this ain’t no
Edel
Weiss
The nun was
Hateful
Christ
You ain’t
Painful twice
I have disdainful eyes
And faithful lies
You all have ungrateful wives
All those Mountain Climbs
Sounded nice
But there’s no Sound of mind
Is this Music?
Lose it
Out of mine
No hound to find
Just how unkind
Fountain of youth
Open you mouth for a tooth
Eye for an eye, all rise for the truth
That the white lie
Was that the white guy
Forbade the fruit
Cause he knew
Knowledge was the root
Of evil
Ain't that cute?
No, that’s the people
I’m dirty
Unsturdy
The steeple
Was struck
The fall lethal
I’m not crunk
I got drunk
Every thought thunk
Got sunk
(Unbelievable)
So fuck the rules
Burn the books
Washed in the blood
Of my good looks
Plenty of fish
Too many hooks
Too many crooks
I don’t play it nice
I won’t say it twice
I’ll stay quiet
They’ll buy it
I’ll name the price
It ain’t much
But I’ve made such
If ands and buts
It's a bust !
(Kill a man
If you must )
Underhand
Plunder and
Cover up
(The fuck I am
Fuck this man)
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12. |
Fall Guy
02:38
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What do I do when no one here wants me
The difference haunts me
I’m a Phoenix child, I’m strong see
They never really saw me
I don’t need a word from you
There’s hatred I never knew
I guess you knew what to do
A broken mirror you saw me through
No your words won’t fool me
My crown of thorns won’t rule me
I’ve known betrayal unduly
I will not settle for needless cruelty
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Let me tell you how this goes
Yeah turn back down your nose
This is a life I never chose
How do you suppose
A glass man that throws
Was ready for that door to close?
Yeah I guess I do oppose
We don’t take no’s
For an answer
Like cancer
There’s a transfer
From alright to wrong
In every song
There’s a bomb
I’m C4, what’s she for?
They ask, I bask, they need more
I’m an explosion
You’ve never known one
Go slow, no motion
I’m chosen
Blow open
No emotion
Your screen is frozen
Speakers broken
"Cannot compute," says the Trojan
Horse out in the open
The Queen has spoken
My things were stolen
It was an omen
I belong to no one
I am ocean
Wide
I collide
I make tsunamis
Not a tide
I was a freak, you were my showman
Now it’s mine, I was up for promotion
I’m an explosion
You’ve never known one
Go slow, no motion
I’m chosen
Blow open
No emotion
I'm on center stage
And you are not my showman
Out of the pan
I tried my hand
Understand
Fire were built
By liars
And guilt
Never transpires
When every garden must wilt
For wild desires
Wildflowers were meant
To realize hours dreamt
Survivors
I dissent
I’m a song that never tires
Time spent
Is no money
It’s funny
How I was so bent
On fight
But the flight
Out of this life
Is not strife
It’s the night
You let the thief go
And throw out the knife
I am not spite
I am in spite
I ignite
And the light
At the end
Was a bang
But like
The white
Page
Not like a rage
It’s how I went out
I’m no longer about
Explosions for a stage
In this world
Coming of age
Was learning
To disengage
Burning
The bridge
Never returning to a cage
I’m C-4
What’s she for?
Don’t ask me anymore
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The one woman band from Atlanta, Georgia.
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