Negatives

by Petalfold

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Negatives was written over the course of many months from 2016-2017, the only exception being "Gallows Humor", which was written in 2018 during recording.

Negatives was recorded at Ryan McMillan's home studio throughout 2018.

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released November 16, 2018

Personnel:
Guitars/Vocals/Engineering/Songwriting by Ryan McMillan
Vocals/Words/Songwriting by Nicky Austin
Guitars/Songwriting by Elijah Jordan
Bass by Jeremy Munday
Drums by Justin Munday

Art by Brett Hanley
Additional Art Touches by Heather Siegel

Petalfold would like to give a special thanks to Eli, Justin, and Jeremy for being fucking awesome friends and contributing themselves to this project. We'd also like to thank Hazel, Tim and everyone at Pop Spirit for encouraging us to keep going and for fostering a great community with our labelmates. Thanks also go out to all of our family and friends who have impacted us in any way in the years that we took to make this album. Thank you for late night talks and bright smiles.

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Track Name: Strobelight Baptism
I swear to god
You look just like someone
I used to know
in another life

It doesn't exist
It doesn't exist

...And it turns
with great precision
It gains its speed
From color and sound

There's something in the water
that keeps its place in my throat
when I die, there's brighter lights
and I will drown

It doesn't exist
It doesn't exist

Sarcophagus
Single file
and facing
to the west

It turns and it turns
It turns and it turns

Unrivaled speed
Constant terror
My name is
but a breath to the wind

It doesn't exist
It turns and it turns
It falls to the west
It falls to the west
Track Name: Temperature
There's something
deeply fucking wrong
with the temperature
in this goddamn room
Disorder in the waiting room
They'd sooner hang the doctor

False fahrenheit, cracked celsius
Million dollar
heart transplant
Kll yr cngrssmn
They killed your family first
"They're draining you"
Mass blood loss

I've never felt lower
Your hospitals are towers
Built profit from your hurt
I've never felt lower
Don't look, don't look at me now

She called out to someone long dead
It was hard to watch
But I had to watch
...And there laid catherine, helpless to herself
Dead and might as well alone

Kaleidoscope eyes lay upon the blind and keep asking where they've been
"Don't you have a heart in there somewhere?"
So they fix the gun unto their mouths and light their teeth aflame
Mass blood loss

I've never felt lower
Your hospitals are towers
Built profit from your hurt
I've never felt lower
Don't look, don't look at me now

And don't you dare
Speak your gospel
I can smell the corpses
on your breath
This blood is on your hands
Track Name: Flag Burner
It's unspeakable
How blind I was
To discomfort
It was always right there
Living in my friends

Down
They glide
White knights
Cashed their twisted checks

The devil is in what's straight ahead
Dead dream logic gave you faith

The greatest lie I've ever been fed
New year. New you.
Foundational solitude
Ball and chain, keep on you
"It's loaded, but harmless"
"Eat the ground", you monsters.

"Keep it christian"
Day-to-Day demons crash through your doors

The devil is in what's straight ahead
Dead dream logic gave you faith

Peek under the blindfold
If you're comfortable
you're complicit
Burn their flags
Crush the clay
Track Name: Sinner in Johannesburg
Take left in central airport
and make some pathetic memories
See the sights and take nice pictures
and kill all your friends
Crack your porcelain fingers
on a poor child's faith
Take your misguided mission
and burn your bibles with it

Johannesburg is on fire
and takes with it my own faith
Negative weather
and cold fields
Brought me to tears
I don't know
Who I am anymore
I'll break it all
I'll fold into myself

Find yourself
Get close to god
Find yourself
Stray farther from the sun

Your son is not your son
I waver
My hands stray
Where they likely shouldn't
Lipgloss dreams
and house fire anthems
Lipgloss dreams
and car crash depression

And I get
petrified
in the bookstore
There's no one else
I'm alone
Poison works too slow
There's no one
I'm someone
wretched unto the wasteland
I eat myself alive

"Get right with god"

Get right?

My deadbeat holy father beats his wife
Track Name: Death to Disco
You are a weapon engineered to cause me harm
I am a waitress transitioned to dance in the sun

(they're missing)

Star-crossed lovers shot down by the sun
Glitz meets glamour, paradise lost
Fire and brimstone, but we're still dancing goddamnit

I take quiet solace in the fact that the same uncaring, disgusting worms will break down and eat us both in the bitter end.

It's spinning...

It's broken, it's bleeding, it's hurting, it's crying
Track Name: Southern Drillbit Gospel
There was a house in my hometown
It was a mess of blood and organs
There was a mess in my hometown
It was bleeding
There was a house in my hometown
It was a mess of blood and organs
There was a mess in my hometown
It was breathing

I never saw that in my dreams
I never see anything
I'm only scared of what's left over
When everyone forgets about me

I don't know why I try
There's nothing left for me
It only gets deeper down
You had me at "I love you back"

There was a house in my hometown
It was a mess of blood and organs
There was a mess in my hometown
It was bleeding
There was a house in my hometown
It was a mess of blood and organs
There was a mess in my hometown
It was breathing

Said something you didn't mean
But you said it anyway

You don't know
how much it hurts
when I'm left here
I don't know
what it's like to be happy
I've never been

Satisfied!
Can't get none
Peer pressured!
Can't get enough
Zippo!
Does anything
High precision ghost!
Still chasing you

Drill my hand
to the table, please keep me
nothing hurts me more
than lack of attention
I'm so scared of the world
that I push everyone
into the dark
Track Name: Gallows Humor
I've never felt lower.

Just let me crack a smile
Piano black, I'm dressed to the nines
You can be your own pallbearer
...or you can find yourself in beauty, still
Noose looped 'round our necks
Figure out a brighter side
One day you'll see it true.

(To those not listening.)
I swear to god, you look like someone.
Someone I used to know, someone I used to be proud of.
Something lay to the west, it was money. entropy.
Decay before me and transform into miasma
Acid Ancestry. Eat away at everything around you.
You really are holy. You really do put god first.
In response, all I can do is hope and pray.
Hold hands.

(To those listening.)
Hope for the best. Make light of our situation.
If we don't make our own light, everything will be dark.
Be kind.
Be something more.
They're betting everything on your silence, apathy.
Take them, drive them into the dirt
Take them, drive them into the sea
Take them by surprise.

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