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demo no. 1

by Thommassons

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1.
I Found God 03:08
I found god Standing alone In my room With no clothes He put me at ease As he said, "Please Let me wash your feet I can make you clean" See I've been thinking a lot See I've been drinking a lot You were awake When I got home Away from my name Completely alone My hand cut to shit From looking for you From looking for me It's just what I do See I've been thinking a lot About god and myself What makes a man? Oh well Tepid and bitter What the hell? I fall asleep to a movie To help me not think about leaving The textures and sounds of my ceiling Put me to sleep still longing See I’ve been thinking a lot About what makes a name God and dying and love And just who is to blame See I've been thinking a lot See I've been drinking a lot
2.
You didn't wait for me I couldn't wait to see The white car in the parking lot The dented, damaged door A smooth ride in the ambulance A crucial call I'm sure A stiff chair in the hospital Where you never dreamed to sleep Tell me how much it's affecting you As you craft your plan to leave It's a damn fine day Take the lord's name In vain As my mother sits you rest assured Your words were never wrong A vanity plate lost inside an unattended lawn A sleepy sense of confidence I never could have seen A tired kiss from wounded lips And now I'm understanding what you mean Fine day, damn fine day Damn fine day A broken sense of intimate Reflections showing you A tarnished love that still persists I'm far too drunk to choose Why don't you care? An empty mouth of promises A path you can't undo An awoken sense of apathy There must be something new Why don't you care? - I cleanse my soul with alcohol And tainted whims in heaps You thought it wrong To steer you right You know I play for keeps A move away Some would say I’m on the same street Automatoc locks Who would have thought? So in the cold I sleep I’m coping in a crowd I cut my lungs Buried my tongue In benefits you reap My mind for sale My blood tastes stale No room for a repeat I lost my sight Gave in to fights Profanities I hate A selfish wound So you assume Your touch would come too late I’m coping in a crowd
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Disintegrate 02:49
We thought you walked away I found my shoes, my grave Say "go, wait no, I'll stay" I start to disintegrate Into the pour For the moment I am nothing more Does that make me crazy? Does that make me weak? For by the father's hand We could be pure again Does that make you crazy? Does that make you weak? There’s not much more to be said Lapsing judgments in your head Dreams from your childhood Such men, no man, no good What could I be? If all I am is unclean Does that make me angry? Does that make me good? What could I mean? If all I mean is nothing Does that make you angry? Does that make you good? We thought you walked away I found my shoes, my grave Say "go, wait no, I'll stay" But I start to disintegrate

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Early versions of songs thrown together over beers by best friends in Atlanta, Georgia.

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released January 9, 2018

Thommassons is:
Christian - Vox
Yousef - Guitar / Vox
Devin - Guitar / Vox
Blake - Bass / Vox
Troy - Drums / Gang Vox

Winston added gang vox and extra guitars.

Erich recorded us.

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Thommassons Atlanta, Georgia

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Christian - vox
Yousef - guitar
Devin - guitar
Blake - bass
Troy - drums

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