The Undertaking "Superstitions" Official Teaser Trailer
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(Oh the joys of never being content. It’s human nature to ruin a good thing.)
Burn it to the ground. Fuming lies again. Poison from my mouth. All that I’ve destroyed laying at my feet, smoke fills up my lungs. Ripped apart my world. Full rampage again. Venom in my blood. Time is moving against me. Clocks are ticking backwards again. I’m worse for the wear. It’s more than I can bear. More coarse year to year. Wasn’t worth much anyways. I forgot my name. Drowning in my shame. I forgot my name. Abandoning all my futures. I’ve been dreaming of the ripcord release. Someone give me the ripcord. I am the worst. I am the cursed. Anytime I bring it all together, I fall headfirst. I am the worst. Time is moving against me. Clocks are ticking backwards again. I forgot my name. Drowning in my shame. I forgot my name. Abandoning all my futures. I have a pretty good idea - all the bad decisions that I’ve made brought me here. I have a pretty solid guess that nothing really even matters anyways. I’ve been dreaming of the ripcord release. I’ve been dreaming of the blank slate defeat. All that I’ve destroyed laying at my feet, smoke fills up my lungs. Ripped apart my world. Full rampage again. Venom in my blood.
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(This a song about a bad medical diagnosis and being faced with our mortality. Facing death, are we happy with who we are? Can we change the future?)
What if we didn’t try to solve our problems. Walking around without turning our heads. What if we had nothing to worry about. Moving around - smile on our face. Pressure removed, sick of falling for you. Working for crumbs that I’m begging for. Freewill be damned. It’s my time now. As if you picked me up and plucked me from the herd. In an effort to save me? “Save me?” Oh God.. save me from what. Myself? Okay. Pretty sure I’m doing just fine. Our mortality called into question. Some morality I cannot rest upon. We were on a path we cannot. Predestined life unraveling.
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I cut out my own heart. I don’t need it. I don’t want it. Take it. It’s still beating. I ripped my life apart. Ended up six feet deep. Got tired of the same routines and irritated with the same old me. On my knees I lift my eyes. Two sticks nailed by silent cries. On my knees I lift my eyes. Spent my life trying to die. I cut out my own eye. I don’t want it. Ended up in too deep. Weighed down by the same routines. Infuriated with the same old me. Different places in different times. Embracing chaos and I swear I’ve lost my mind. I’ve lost my mind. Different place. Different time. Swear I’ve lost my mind. Hope masked as fear. Hidden by our failing lies.
[INTERLUDE]
(You know that feeling of hopelessness when someone is hurt(ing) and you are powerless? That feeling sucks.)
Your skin is white. You’re bleeding out. There’s nothing I can do.
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I’m haunted by your fading ghost. Following me as I go. Watching me, the dying host. Colder than I’ll ever know. Creatures chanting their cursed refrain. Angels pleading my last refrain. Demons and their cursed refrains. Witches doing a seance in my front yard. Reminds me to get my house in order. Seeing shadows where they shouldn’t be. Moving separate from the passing sun. Crows, the murderer, begin to crowd. Stalking my heartbeat as I start to run. Eyes locked on a drop of blood. Witches doing a seance in my front yard. Reminds me to get my house in order. I’ve flirting with and courting the devil, so they came here to get me to cross the line. Echos made louder by the silence. Measuring my life to an empty tomb. Worshiping the serpent only craving fear. Chaining down my coffin to keep me here. Echos made louder by the silence. Coughing up a sound that I don’t want to hear. Get out of my head (Come on). Chaining down my coffin. Coughing up a sound that I don’t want to hear.
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Yes (Instrumental)
02:32
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(Oh the joys of never being content. It’s human nature to ruin a good thing.)
Burn it to the ground. Fuming lies again. Poison from my mouth. All that I’ve destroyed laying at my feet, smoke fills up my lungs. Ripped apart my world. Full rampage again. Venom in my blood. Time is moving against me. Clocks are ticking backwards again. I’m worse for the wear. It’s more than I can bear. More coarse year to year. Wasn’t worth much anyways. I forgot my name. Drowning in my shame. I forgot my name. Abandoning all my futures. I’ve been dreaming of the ripcord release. Someone give me the ripcord. I am the worst. I am the cursed. Anytime I bring it all together, I fall headfirst. I am the worst. Time is moving against me. Clocks are ticking backwards again. I forgot my name. Drowning in my shame. I forgot my name. Abandoning all my futures. I have a pretty good idea - all the bad decisions that I’ve made brought me here. I have a pretty solid guess that nothing really even matters anyways. I’ve been dreaming of the ripcord release. I’ve been dreaming of the blank slate defeat. All that I’ve destroyed laying at my feet, smoke fills up my lungs. Ripped apart my world. Full rampage again. Venom in my blood.
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Yes (Radio Edit)
01:55
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(This a song about a bad medical diagnosis and being faced with our mortality. Facing death, are we happy with who we are? Can we change the future?)
What if we didn’t try to solve our problems. Walking around without turning our heads. What if we had nothing to worry about. Moving around - smile on our face. Pressure removed, sick of falling for you. Working for crumbs that I’m begging for. Freewill be damned. It’s my time now. As if you picked me up and plucked me from the herd. In an effort to save me? “Save me?” Oh God.. save me from what. Myself? Okay. Pretty sure I’m doing just fine. Our mortality called into question. Some morality I cannot rest upon. We were on a path we cannot. Predestined life unraveling.
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I cut out my own heart. I don’t need it. I don’t want it. Take it. It’s still beating. I ripped my life apart. Ended up six feet deep. Got tired of the same routines and irritated with the same old me. On my knees I lift my eyes. Two sticks nailed by silent cries. On my knees I lift my eyes. Spent my life trying to die. I cut out my own eye. I don’t want it. Ended up in too deep. Weighed down by the same routines. Infuriated with the same old me. Different places in different times. Embracing chaos and I swear I’ve lost my mind. I’ve lost my mind. Different place. Different time. Swear I’ve lost my mind. Hope masked as fear. Hidden by our failing lies.
[INTERLUDE]
(You know that feeling of hopelessness when someone is hurt(ing) and you are powerless? That feeling sucks.)
Your skin is white. You’re bleeding out. There’s nothing I can do.
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I’m haunted by your fading ghost. Following me as I go. Watching me, the dying host. Colder than I’ll ever know. Creatures chanting their cursed refrain. Angels pleading my last refrain. Demons and their cursed refrains. Witches doing a seance in my front yard. Reminds me to get my house in order. Seeing shadows where they shouldn’t be. Moving separate from the passing sun. Crows, the murderer, begin to crowd. Stalking my heartbeat as I start to run. Eyes locked on a drop of blood. Witches doing a seance in my front yard. Reminds me to get my house in order. I’ve flirting with and courting the devil, so they came here to get me to cross the line. Echos made louder by the silence. Measuring my life to an empty tomb. Worshiping the serpent only craving fear. Chaining down my coffin to keep me here. Echos made louder by the silence. Coughing up a sound that I don’t want to hear. Get out of my head (Come on). Chaining down my coffin. Coughing up a sound that I don’t want to hear.
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The Undertaking! San Diego, California
Chaotic rock with a can-do attitude!
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