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I Was Born Without A Name

by Mathias Davey

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1.
Heathen Boy 03:37
Below her knees, Below her nest, Underneath her fingerprints and her happiness. He feels at ease When no one's home. No one there to call on him, when he's alone Heathen Boy, Hedon Boy Heathen Boy, Hedon Boy She pisses on him like a dog under a lake. A fresh supply of pleasantries to push him across the break. And when it gets too close, he lets out a snarl, "Give me back my intuition, let my body wild!" Heathen Boy, Hedon Boy Heathen Boy, Hedon Boy Fill them up again, again, Keep them coming back, coming back. As daylight wanes, the time draws near, closer to the time of night he's learned to love and fear. What a crazy time, to be a man, pointing spirits to the sky cause no one understands the plan. Heathen Boy, Hedon Boy Heathen Boy, Hedon Boy
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Monoruntime 04:46
I don’t know why I care, seems like I’ve been everywhere, but here and now it comes to pass, I’m floating on like a gas. And I believe in everything, in all the gods, atheism and martial law. Oh my God it’s him, the captain’s off his leash again. smiling wide and wild, stumbling on like a child. And I believe in everything from life support, euthanasia, and millions more. How do you know if you’re overdue and there’s no one else who believes in you? How do you tell if you’re out of touch and it’s finally time to get a real job? monoruntime monoruntime Here he comes along, he’s fucking up the song. He doesn’t even care, he wears no underwear. And I believe in everything, and nothing too. How can you tell if you’ve been approved, when you’re the only one who can believe in you? How can you be sure if the path is right, when you’re the only one who can make that choice? monoruntime monoruntime
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Punch My Gut 04:36
My cigarette burns slowly in my hand I've forgone time one second less one fortress dyin' yeahahhahaaaaah(e.g. crazy cowboy wailing) My castle stands 400 ft above your head Creepin around I'll sneak up on you anywhere Punch my gut Lick my hands Give me everything I need Punch my gut Lick my hands Give me everything I need YEAAHAHAHEAA YEEAHHHA YEAAHHA (e.g.more wailing)
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Heart 03:21
A brittle back hard in two sleeping whilst the party beckons you calls you out, to the hallway open your mouth. Feeling tired! but so inspired! I can't take it! I can't take it! I once forgot what now I can recall Open your mouth and breath into your balls there's no triumph unless you fall open up soften your chest don't hold in what you know is best. Pulling over! and fucking up! resistance kills! if you let it! but you can fight it! try to lift it! but you can beat it! you can lift it! you can fight it! Journey on...
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Fe fi fo fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman. Be he alive or be he dead, I'll grind his bones to make my bread. Fe fi fo Fuuuummm Now bring me the gun, I'll do some harm. The cattle stampede through the farm. Into the hollow earth they go You can't believe your naked eyes, I'll mesmerized til the edge of time You can count on that to be Never wait for the answer, oh no I'll bring you down to the end, I'll take you under, and make you feel at ease. Evan Mix: Do we make up the supernatural because we're lonely And trust everything that's been said in testimonies About abductions from beings that look like macaronis Making luncheons from beings just like pepperonis But science fiction An alarming subscription For remote conviction Meaning there's more people having experiences that make them believe With that confidence In our species' dominance Takes our audience Meaning the believers want the supernatural to take them away and teach them But why do we need to be awe-inspired by life that we don't even know exists Are we feeling blasé? Are we bored? Does it compensate for thinking externally Hiding the insecurity with expressing internally Meaning I guess I have difficulty believing they're true For sci-fi all I need is lazer-tag, pew pew Chorus: We are the giants of the hollow earth We are the giants of the hollow earth
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The Dealer 05:13
The dealer always seems to win even when the odds are slim to none. The cards upon the green always seem to be the end of me, of me. Each time again I tend to think the same of those I cause to blame for my defeat. The chips are dealt, the game is played on me on me 21 to win, I've given up until I play again. Maybe next time I'll be smarter than the dealer at his game I've played my hand into a wall there's nothing left to forfeit now except my dignity which I need before I leave. At first it seemed like we would be the best of pals. A cordial meeting for a game, we'll add the numbers of the cards, and see the outcome of the bout, the hours pass, the chips run out, for me, for me. 21 to win, I've given up until I play again. Maybe next time I'll be smarter than the dealer at his game. Based upon a guess, no rationality, or second best. Competitive unrest, I'm leavin with whatever I can til I get home yeahh...
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My First 04:14
My first belief is what held me back Until I reached a simple trick To go alone and see for myself I'm just a person On this earth A person There's not much I can say That's not already been said Or done Or ingrained In somebody else's head We learn We die What else can you do? I'm just a person On this earth A person What do I really know? I'm just a person On this earth A person On this earth a person.
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Sometimes I don't do All the things that I say I'll do. I'll tell a person yes and later on it turns out I don't want to. Am I really all that bad for following what I prefer? I don't mean to offend. In a world where there's just so much stuff, begging for attention and... Trying to pull you in, Trying to pull me in, Trying to draw us out of ourselves... Maybe I'm a flake, I honestly don't know, but I would not disagree. Cause I certainly consider that a possibility, and it's another day to work on me. yeah, it's another day to work on me... A wise man once gave me that piece of advice and I try to hold it dear. Cause what else can I do but work upon myself and try to think things through? Dropping off what I've learned, Learning to let it go, Aiming to miss the mark, Leaving to settle down in the Darkness, the gate to all, mystery...
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Who am I? I don't know I'm often too afraid to ask but it's such a simple question. To think an animal could look inside and figure itself out. Is it even worth the asking? So what am I to forfeit now that I feel so insincere? Is it just how I perceive it? Could I offer you a blessing? To escape this awful message that my name's not who I am. Can I leave behind what I think I've done wrong? Can I cease to judge the criticized before me? Am I wrong to feel the way I think I feel? Or is it just a faulty feeling for this song? If I'm honest with myself, I was born without a name, or even a guilty conscience. But how can I know that for sure if I'm constantly alarmed? and bombarded with a message, telling me to go to heaven telling me to see the light, that I'm wrong to feel this way. Can I leave behind what I think I've done wrong? Can I cease to judge the criticized before me? Am I wrong to feel the way I think I feel? Is there anybody else who I could be? For myself, For myself I could see, I could see I could see for certain. I would be so uncertain, were you not so apparent. I could believe my lies, were you not built inherent. I, I could see If I could see If I could see for certain. Just one look at yourself, and you'd see what you've been running from. Run!
10.
$18.34=Death 03:17
If you're hungry, and they have nowhere to cook for you and if you're lonely, they got nothing up their sleeves, and if you're sleepy, you sleep on top of the window sill, you think of leaving, they push you around and they point you home, push you around and they point you home. It's so commercial, the way they run you around this place, it hurts to hold it, fingers slip as they clutch in place. So why do you try? To believe in all these flights of fancy all these flights of fancy flights of fancy
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We As Us 03:26
I feel like hangin out, I'm wheelin. It seems like every chance they get they challenge me with what I need. I'm walkin around, maybe concealin some ancient force that I can't quite comprehend. And when I open I feel as though, there's no one here it's only we as us and them they slide away down, to when they first became. My intuition it feeds me slowly. It seems like every breath I take is molded out of what they say. All suppositions, sound so holy. We're stuck in dirt, no time for friends. And when I open I feel as though, there's no one here it's only we as us and them they slide away down, to when they first became.
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Sain A Wole 03:10
YEEAAAHHH!!! I've seen a war, I've been around enough to know a saner way, to bring the battle here today. I calculate and settle down inside my cell, I percolate, and segregate my self in two... HELLL NOO!! I've been around, enough to know, enough to see... Can you make yourself? Can you break yourself? Can you fake yourself? Can you save yourself? Could you meet your match, or fasten down the hatches? Could you leave no trace, and follow me? follow me? (YEAH!!) I've seen a war, fought throughout my lifetime, between the soul trapped within the beehive, and when it's time to transmute the energy there comes a choice, to run or go down fighting... I've seen a war, (YEAAHH!!!) fought throughout my lifetime, between the soul trapped within the beehive, And when it's time (YEAHH!!!) to extoll his majesty, I know a lie WHEN I SEE ONE
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Tiers 04:54
Am I a human or a robot? Am I a real human being? Or am I an automatic reflex calculating data streams? Conditioning, it clouds the senses, filling us often to the brim. Can't someone help me find the preset to flush me out and start again? A lower tier brings you down til a light shines through the sea... Just one more piece of information to teach me how I ought to live. to put me right back where I'm at then transmute what I'd like to give. Secrecy is the highest concept, silence is what we are at best. Nothing was ever quite as hopeless as a master screen gone black. Am I a human or a robot? Am I a real human being? or am I a mechanized reaction propagating histories?... A lower tier brings you down, the highest tier brings it back around. The lowest tier keeps you down the highest tier brings it back around... Maybe we're living dreams haunting the realms of space Maybe we're living dreams running round the clockwork face Maybe it's all a dream til a light shines through the sea... Am I a human or a robot?

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released November 3, 2013

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