Undiscovered Self

by Kingpin

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Jack Price Hardcore with that distinct Nu Metal flair, simple in focus but nails the execution. Not much more to say really, if you want something to get your feet moving and arms swinging then absolutely check it out. Favorite track: Catatonic.

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1.	Fire In Shoe City 02:36	lyrics	buy track
All I see are the faces sunken in hands, Drawing dead with no chance; No chance to make it right. No chance to put up a fight. Pushed to the shadows where no will to see, isolated and not knowing what to believe Unanswered, questioning the trust of reality. Wake up, conform, ignore the improbabilities of being relatable. Let despair push down until everything becomes insatiable. Mother, why’d you take me away from the void? I was floating in the oceans of time. Brought to this reality of exploit and people suffering all of the time. Sunny day slight overcast on my psyche, until the rain washes me away down the drain. November has come, adjacent to my depression. Non-complacent for new suggestions because of my inconsistent perspectives.
2.	Shadow 02:26	lyrics	buy track
Place my instincts on trial, subjugating everything I believe to be true. Resistant and in-denial. Viewing in but only seeing through. Is there any truth to these thoughts that are intrusive? Tired of fixating on all of the blueprints. Rituals designed for relief has kept me hindered and I’m no longer lucid. Dancing with the shadows on my wall, whispering sweet nothings until the floor begins to fall. Now I’m lost in their movements, fueled by the music of them laughing at the things I’ve done wrong. Tomorrow’s song will continue to be sung. Sorrows never gone, Programmed to only operate with what I become. Stuck within these patterns, fuck if they even matter. Claustrophobic memories, Fears stitched into my skin. Weighed down by myself, Still sinking within. What’s the truth to all of this? Is this as hard as it gets? What’s the truth to all of this? Is this as hard as it gets? What’s the truth to all of this What’s the truth to all of this What’s the truth to all of this
3.	Ego 03:09	lyrics	buy track
Just a growth feeding off of self-indulgence, controlled by envy and urged filled judgments. Stuck behind a mask, nothing more than an act. Attacking my esteem if I skip a step. I can’t escape this ego that I hide behind. The mold has now been solidified. I won’t be free until I feel the sweet grace of death. No way out. No way out. But all I hear are the sirens of chaos, In this asylum that I didn’t want apart of. Bring along that sweet ole melody, I am ready for what is next. I can't seem to find that peace of mind that I’ve been searching for my whole life. I’ll just handle it all on my own because in the end, you’re all who you know. I’ll just handle it all on my own because in the end, you’re all who you know. I can't seem to find that peace of mind that I’ve been searching for my whole life I’ll just handle it all on my own. In the end, you’re all who you know. I’ll just handle it all on my own. In the end, you’re all who you know. Get these thoughts out of my mind. Sit in silence, protest with my eyes. Just a growth feeding off of self-indulgence. Will I fly with the angels? Will I fly with the angels? Will I fly with the angels? No way out. No way out.
4.	Human Engine 01:47	info	buy track
5.	Catatonic 02:44	lyrics	buy track
Superstitions continue to build inside my Mind. Collecting like splinters that I can’t seem to find. When will all of this just fucking subside? The more I look for an answer the more I remain inside Superstitions continue to build inside my Mind. Collecting like splinters that I can’t seem to find. When will all of this just subside? The more I look for an answer the more I remain inside I’m passed the point of being insecure. Just trying to grasp upon a cure and I know it resides in myself because I despise the help. laying catatonic Can seem to stop this Delusions are coming through, confused to what is true. Delusions are coming through, and I’m still confused as to what is true. Sensations Of Paralysis Twiddling my thumbs, passing by the things that I have done Nimble and numb, in-denial towards who I have become
6.	Process of Individuation 02:35	lyrics	buy track
Twenty-two years still wondering where my mind has been, Time spent being jaded and filled with discontent. Disconnected my instincts and left them in bed. Alongside with the dreams that I always forget. My sleep paralysis is still haunted by your silhouette, Daunting from the white noise of shit that I still regret. I welcome my last breath with the lost taste of oxygen, From choking on my pride and drowning in the indifferences. These inhibitions projecting through vanity Won’t stop the emptiness from swallowing my memories. Islands of recollections construct the development, I’ve numbed my senses slowly to prepare for the evidence. Controlling convictions from deluded self-judgments, Until I misguide my trust and ignore the adjustments. Is this self-projection confused as intuition? Unconscious aggression, no tools of wisdom. This is the process of individuation.
7.	Hiraeth 03:39	lyrics	buy track
Memories pressed into the walls, begging to be broken down. Soaked in doubt, weighing more than my guilty conscience. The catacombs of what could have been but Pieces of the ceiling keep caving in like impulses. Fixations you wanted to patch up. On edge as if it’s the thrill of the hunt. Look in the mirror and accept the things that I don’t want. Dive down and feel the pressure. Drown in forever. It’s just a house now. Still inside my head. Pressure on my skull from impulse control. Press the kill switch to my frontal lobe. Rape my soul, leave it tattered and torn. And I’ll just whistle down this lonely road that comes with being born. But nothing is more liberating than finding comfort in the shackles of mortality What is the cost of being dead? If life’s already lived inside of your head. What is the cost of being dead? If life’s already lived inside your head. Inside my head Inside my head Inside my head Vacant rooms filled with disorder from all of the mementos that clutter. Like the dormant mind underlined with stress from the feelings that are forced to be pushed under. The world then seemed so far ahead, but I knew happily ever after would wear off. Only residual effects of perpetual regret and nostalgia And as time goes by, memory lapses. HIRAETH I’ve come to terms that there is no end to this Just like that house now, breaking down in its emptiness.

credits

released September 13, 2019

Recorded, mixed and produced by Nathan Miller.

Lyrics by Simeon Ouellete
Vocal performed by Simeon Ouellete and Braden Mckallagat
Guitar performed by Nathan Miller and Braden Mckallagat
Bass performed by Andrew Smith
Drums performed by Evan Talbot.

Album art by the late Jake Haseltine, who we keep forever in our hearts.