We*rdos

 

We*rdos

Release date: June 19, 2020

Available now in all major music stores

 


The debut album by Aband*nthecar, featuring 7 songs 7 years of deadly sins in the making.

We*rdos is a collection of songs that explore feeling different, feeling out of place, and questioning the assumptions and dogmas that fail to hold up under the scrutiny of an outsider's eye. It's about learning to accept, celebrate, and love the inner weirdos that make us who we are. In the end, we realize the weirdos aren't the exception, they're the very voice that defines us all.

 
 

Sleepyhead

Sleepyhead

Sleepyhead is your post-apocalyptic rise-and-shine call to seize the day. Don't miss that deadline, Inbox Zero is within your grasp, and don't forget that meetup you promised you'd make this month. Don't panic. You've got this.

 


Climb out of bed,
You sleepyhead.
What day, what year,
What present tense is this?
Has everyone been waiting,
Or have they left
Me for dead?

Wake up, Sleepyhead.
The world is outside.
You can't stay in bed,
Hiding your eyes.

Wake up, Sleepyhead.
The world is outside.
You can't stay in bed,
Hiding your eyes.

Press delete. Don't send.
Again.
And again.
Who's on the other end?
Speak up and keep pretending
It gets better when
We don't give in.

Wake up, Sleepyhead.
The world is outside.
You can't stay in bed,
Hiding your eyes.

Wake up, Sleepyhead.
The world is outside.
You can't stay in bed,
Hiding your eyes.

 
 

The Ages

The Ages

Part of a new writing project that centres around time. How we console ourselves with myths, or try to live on through our creations, which are at best a shadow of the creators themselves. How we can't see ourselves from outside of the biases of our time and place, because those very things define us and ultimately give our lives meaning.

 


Whether you think that you're a star,
Or I'm up here every night for you.
Whether you're driving in your car,
Or I'm riding my bike to work...
Well, it don't work,
And it don't do no good to fake it.
We're all headed for
That endless corridor of lights.
The peace behind the night.
The eyes stare from inside your heart.

Nothing ever changes.
We're all people of the ages we belong to.
We can't escape our cages,
No matter which god we're praying and clinging to.

Bought this t-shirt at the show.
Am I original enough for you?
Wear the makeup, play the part.
Shoot an arrow through the heart of truth.
Always make sure you shoot to kill,
Not just for the thrill.
Oh, it's all just a game
We're losing all the same.
Every shackle, every chain,
Every mirror, this refrain, it's you.

Nothing ever changes.
We're all people of the ages we belong to.
We can't escape our cages,
No matter which god we're praying and clinging to.