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We Don't Like Our Homes (Re​-​issue)

by Jeff Hill

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Boundless 04:29
Into the mind I've seen a million things come to me To fill me with ecstacy then fall apart graciously I feel inspirations lost, can't get it at any cost Get lucky with dice you toss or call the whole damn thing off No matter what's in my head I know I'm as good as dead So pardon me if I stare, the point is I couldn't care I'm boundless and flying free but what is happening to me? My soul is still trapped here I looked at the world today disguised in a complex way The heirarchy gets to play so no one else has a say Everyone's in a line one fucking step at a time A torture test for the mind, the follower leads the blind Your great horrifying beast devours us none the least Its cold walls imprision us in a modern age made of dust The way has become the norm just riding a boundless storm A dream while you're awake A dream while you're awake A dream while you're awake A dream while you're awake The battle is never won while trying to burn the sun Reaping rewards from my gun and knowing my deeds are done Here I am, here I stand, pieced together a single strand The downside is in my hands, all part of my masterplan This grey and black atmosphere is so docile and so queer It all came down with a crash and now the future's the past I never thought this before, I'm just not boundless no more
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Camouflage 01:08
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Water 02:49
If I could wash away the pain Wash away the sorrow I'd do it before tomorrow I would raise the water the high Raise to overflowing Make them all knowing Let it know Let it know Let it go Let it go Drink the water Drink the water From your globes From your globes You could offer me the world Offer me salvation But I would drown the nations You could cause a tidal wave And calm it down to mellow But it wouldn't never be too shallow Let it know Let it know Let it go Let it go Drink the water Drink the water From your globes From your globes
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Friends get your picks and shovels man We're about to go dig a hole in the universe New styles, new ideas, and an endless mirage Formed from a collage I like it here, the atmosphere is comforting You're stuck in the hell in which you burn Stripped, stolen, bare knuckled, and totally nude My eyes closed to the comotion all around Everything gone except a point of view Standing and freezing The hustle and bustle make an ear splitting sound Fire by night but it was too clean Chewing on the dead grass Acting like she's nothing Finger up your ass, lover And down for a pussy search I ain't got nothing, I've got nothing no more Horror and beauty When you take your time and wait your turn I've took the road not taken, the road not traveled It's unreal as false, as false as her dense conviction Already there are people and things that I'm forgetting If I could take you into my mind I'd make myself into a collage Further down the line I see questions going unheard Nobody's listening Confused and bewildered by what I can't explain I'll dig into the medicine jar for my answer Can you dig it?
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I'm in a room and my mind is crazy Smoking all day and my eyes are hazy I want to leave but I've got nowhere to go Create a world by slipping down the paper hole I know what the chances are I won't make a mistake But what can you do with a life you can't relate? I wish that I had a gun The walls just get bigger But I wouldn't have the talent To go ahead and pull the trigger Wish I had someone to hold my hand But it grips no one as I drag through this land I say "hello" but you say "go away" I'm not the beast that turns your sky grey You go after model looks and go for stagnant brains Sometimes I want to give you a thousand times the pain Don't give me a second look or a fucking little glance I'm just a crutch to lean upon until your ass finds romance Finds romance I don't get a chance All day, all times, all hours spent in solitude I scribble down the words that speak the truth Life's just begun but sometimes it's the end My friend You're in my head my freind A voice is in the air but no one is around It's calling out my name and I don't hear a sound This formula for living should be locked up in a safe I was learning how to die in a suffocating space
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Reissue of debut album. Originally released on 434 Noise (net label) in 2007.

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released November 14, 2019

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Jeff Hill Charlotte Court House, Virginia

I've been making music and writing since 1992. I've been in numerous bands in different genres from grindcore, ambiant, plunderphonics, experimental space rock, noise rock, freak folk to melodic stoner rock/shoegaze hybrid. I used to run 434 Noise (a artists collective/performance space and NetLabel) and now run Exploding Nightmare Productions (a Multimedia Co.) ... more

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