Sedona

by Sedona

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recorded in the grudio from september 14th - december 1st, 2019

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released December 13, 2019

charlie westlake (drums, production)

elias gorant (guitar)

brandon quiroz (bass)

kieran patrick moyna (vocals, guitar)

ian guiwo (keyboards, backing vocals)


music by charlie westlake, elias gorant, brandon quiroz, kieran patrick moyna, and ian guiwo
words by kieran moyna
logo by @mauricio_perdomo_
cover photo by john moyna

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Sedona Maywood, New Jersey

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debonair: 2/15

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Track Name: No One Will Want You Now
Pale English skin hides tragedy within
On the platform waiting for the m train
Your mind is dull and the people are plain
Eyes lit by amphetamines
You watched him through pinhole silver screens
But Truman, you’ve truly lost it
No one gets off to a biting wit

Let’s not kid ourselves, no one will want you now
Well let’s not kid ourselves, no one will want you now

Paling English skin
Is sunken and ugly and completely smashed in
Fix yourself in the mirror, dear
Preying on those who disappear
Satisfaction escapes you
If it ever made any difference to me
You boil yourself out over a dime
And fade out slowly in your mind

Let’s not kid ourselves, no one will want you now
Well let’s not kid ourselves, no one will want you now
Track Name: Suffer You Will
Masturbation in a winding sheet
Sweat in bulbs drips off your teeth
Harlem streets with wired eyes
You did a tour and now you’re tired

Broke down in front of the VA
Begged them to get you laid

Suffer you will
But thank your stars
No one to kiss your fever scars
Suffer you will
But pray to Christ
Maybe someday you’ll see the light
Suffer you beast
Suffer you beast

Your cavities filled with tobacco smoke
You caressed his hair until it broke
Then you splayed across the bridge
This city just caused you pain

A thousand stairs into a bar your breath
Tasted of jazz and the perfume of death
You, you, oh (sh*t)

Suffer you will
But thank your stars
No one to kiss your fever scars
Suffer you will
But pray to Christ
Maybe someday you’ll see the light
Suffer you will
Track Name: Sigmund Freud, 1933
Where was Sigmund Freud in 1933?
Thought I saw his reflection, but it was only me

Where was Primo Levi?
In 1933
Thought I read his postcard floating in the sea
Sea salt soaked and fading ink
I wept into the white
Dim and dwindling countries
Hushing in the twilight

Where was Sigmund Freud in 1933?
Thought I saw his post card, but it was only me
Track Name: I Can't Stand It
White hot sons of the lifeless month
Lazing in the dusk of the dorm room flood
Sitting on the floor on a Jesus kick
Floating in the tub when my brain feels sick
Sunken red eyes of the waning day
Crawling to the corner for your TDAS
Cuz now your minds so down you cry in front of friends
And they say there she goes again

I cant stand it
(I can’t stand it)
I can’t stand it
(I can’t stand it)
I can’t stand it
(I can’t stand it)
I can’t stand it
(I can’t stand it)

Bloodless monks of the carpet scum
Sounds of Rezso Seress on the radio
Sacrilege love for a sordid fate
Crying white tears when they congregate
Walking through the streets with your mind all high
And the sun is black and your eyes are wide
Waiting and wishing on that deepening star
For a your body to roll underneath a car


I cant stand it
(I can’t stand it)
I can’t stand it
(I can’t stand it)
I can’t stand it
(I can’t stand it)
I can’t stand it
(I can’t stand it)

Mixed and crushed and in your drink
I was shy but now I can’t think
Mixed and crushed and in your drink
I was shy but now I can’t think
Mixed and crushed and in your drink
I was shy but now I can’t think
Mixed and crushed and in your drink
I was shy but now I can’t think

I cant stand it
(I can’t stand it)
I can’t stand it
(I can’t stand it)
I can’t stand it
(I can’t stand it)
I can’t stand it
(I can’t stand it)
Track Name: Ballad
incandescent light illuminates
A hollow face
Your bedroom lights adorn my face
And it’s emptiness

Because I’ve tried and I’ve tried to bury it
But now I must admit
In the dead of night I wake and I know
Something I’ll regret acknowledging tomorrow

Streetlight, storelight
Casts shadows on a sorry sight
Fractured streams of moonlight beams
Or I am mad, or else this is a dream:

Because I’ve sighed and I’ve died so many times before
In the dead of class Im frightened I know
Something that I’ll regret knowing tomorrow

Soft warm lamp light I kissed you by
To say goodnight
You said you liked it and smiled a sigh
But I could see you lied

Because I know you and you know me
So why do you try to entertain me
Why?
Why?

Let me be utterly sincere
I want you and I’ve wanted you for one whole year
You are different and I am different and we’ll never mix
And they shall never understand
With my dark troubles wrapped in white
With my dark troubles wrapped in white
Track Name: Dosing
Like a spirit I reappeared
Being dead for two whole years
Dead and smiling I quietly stand
Numbly recalling the touch of your hand

I’ve made a list of my bitter mistakes
I read it right before the day breaks
Sweat on my sheets and blood on my chest
Numbly longing for the touch of your breath

I’ve made a list of my bitter mistakes
I read it right before the day breaks
Sweat on my sheets and blood on my chest
Numbly longing for the touch of your breath

I know always that our love was late
It was a revenge coup for the tired and celibate
When I took my seventh breath
I realized I was just one closer to death
Mayakovsky and the civil war
Wondering what my repression was far
Mayakovsky and the civil war
Wondering what my repression was for

I’ve made a list of my bitter mistakes
I read it right before the day breaks
Sweat on my sheets and blood on my chest
Numbly longing for the touch of your breath

I’ve made a list of my bitter mistakes
I read it just before the day breaks
Sweat on my sheets and blood on my chest
Numbly longing for the touch of your breath

I’ve made a list of my bitter mistakes
I read it just before the day breaks
I’ve made a list of my bitter mistakes
I read it just before the day breaks
I’ve made a list of my bitter mistakes
I read it just before the day breaks
I’ve made a list of my bitter mistakes
I read it just before the day breaks

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