Pleasure Vision

by Bacchae

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    releases March 6, 2020

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1.
02:43
2.
Stop Looking
3.
03:00
4.
Say How You Feel
5.
Older I Get
6.
Life Online
7.
Turns Me
8.
Open Wound
9.
10.
See It Coming
11.
Losing War

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Pleasure Vision vinyl pre-orders available here: deathwishinc.com/collections/get-better/products/bacchae-pleasure-vision

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releases March 6, 2020

Recorded and mixed by J.Robbins at The Magpie Studio in Baltimore, MD. Mastered by Dan Countant at Sun Room Audio.

Production assistance (all songs) & rhythm guitar ("Hammer" & "Turns Me") by Rosendo Flores. Backing vocals by Shawna Potter of War on Women ("Losing War").

All songs written & performed by Bacchae:

Katie McD — Vox + Keys
Rena Hagins — Bass + Vox
Eileen O'Grady — Drums
Andrew Breiner — Guitar

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Bacchae Washington, D.C.

Bacchae, pronounced Bock·Eye, are a punk band from Washington, D.C.

Photo by: Kara Donnelly

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Track Name: Leave Town
I look at all the houses here
and wonder what goes on inside
Open up the doors and see what
all these bricks and roses hide
I read about it in the news,
I thought about it late at night,
I want you to come to my house
And feel what pain is really like.

Tell you (tell you)
Get out (get out)
Tell you (tell you)
Leave town

I look at all the buildings here
and wonder what goes on inside
Open up the files and see what
all these marble temples hide
I read about it in the news,
I thought about it late at night,
I want you to come to my house
And feel what pain is really like.

Tell you (tell you)
Get out (get out)
Tell you (tell you)
Leave town

I can rip out all my hair,
cut my nose to spite my face;
I can read entire threads,
I fill my heart with misery
I can look inside the hole
where someone said my heart should be;
I see the pupil of the beast;
always staring back at me!

I look at all the houses here
and wonder what goes on inside
Open up the doors and see what
all these bricks and roses hide
I read about it in the news,
I thought about it late at night,
I want you to come to my house
And feel what pain is really like.

Tell you (tell you)
Get out (get out)
Tell you (tell you)
Leave town
Track Name: Hammer
I took a hammer,
I brought it down;
I took a scalpel to my heart
and turned it inside out
I turned the light off,
I closed the door;
Let go the actor playing my
role in my life before

I returned to somewhere that I hated once
And found how much I’d changed
And in my mind, reviewed my time
And conquered all the hurt that still remained
Oh it’s changing; oh it’s changing now

I wrecked my body once
Destroyed my soul;
I dug around too hard
To excavate an empty hole
No more unfaithful now;
No more unkind,
impatient ignorance
when facing all this fleeting time

I returned to somewhere that I hated once
And found how much I’d changed
And in my mind, reviewed my time
And conquered all the hurt that still remained
Oh it’s changing; oh it’s changing now

With my hand I took a hammer,
Brought it down and made it better
With my hand I took a hammer,
Brought it down and made it better
With my hand I took a hammer,
Brought it down and made it better
With my hand I took a hammer,
Brought it down and made it better
Track Name: Everything Ugly
I stay so busy,
I am making myself sick.
I'm so tired of my complaining;
my indecision and bitterness.
I've got this feeling,
And it's spreading like a bruise:
If I'd’ve known being grown
was aching, I'd've said,
“God, what's the use?”

Everything ugly
Comes to the surface;
But I say I'm doing fine
Everything ugly
Says without purpose:
“You're wasting all your time”

I made a long list
of the people I had fucked;
pathetically, I whispered to myself:
“This isn't long enough”

All my exes: having children;
getting married, buying homes.
I can’t even keep a promise;
how do people fall in love?

Everything ugly
Comes to the surface;
But I say I'm doing fine
Everything ugly
Says without purpose:
“You're wasting all your time”

Everything ugly, everything ugly
It's voice is so unkind
Everything ugly thinks that it owns me;
It tells me all the time
Everything ugly, boring and dirty,
But I swear I'm doing fine.
Everything ugly, everything ugly

Everything ugly, everything ugly
But I swear that I’m alright
Everything ugly, boring and dirty,
It’s bitter and unkind
Everything ugly, tries to destroy me,
But I swear I'm doing fine
Everything ugly, everything ugly

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