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Jane, Jane
03:07
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Jane,Jane
It’s never quiet
When will it get quiet?
Best not to fight it
Or it will never get quiet
It’s been several hours
I haven’t moved in hours
It’s getting louder and louder
But I haven’t moved in hours
I can’t stop my brain, can’t turn off my brain
Jane, Jane, get me off this crazy thing
There’s a constant throb
The same constant throb
The same circle of thoughts
The same constant throb
I want out of my head
Just walk out of my head
Walk right to the edge
And walk right out of my head
I can’t stop my brain, can’t turn off my brain
Jane, Jane, get me off this crazy thing
My legs move without consent
Muscles twitch without consent
Trapped in my skin without consent
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I've Seen Too Much
03:56
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I’ve Seen Too Much
I open my eyes, nothing here is familiar
I’m paralyzed by this face in this mirror
The longer I look the more I’m drawn in, I can’t stop, stop, stop
I just can’t stop, stop, stop
At first I saw nothing and now I’ve seen too much
I’m a stranger and that thought is appealing
But all of my flaws all at once will reveal me
They start eating at me and then I just can’t stop, stop, stop
I can’t make it stop, stop stop
At first I saw nothing and now I’ve seen too much
I’m cruel and I’m callous when I’m magnified
I’m spiteful with malice, this reflection of mine
This stranger I see in all my nightmares
Is just looking at me and all I do is stare, it’s too much, much, much
I’ve seen too much, much, much
I’ve seen too much, much, much
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Flutter and Wow
03:11
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Flutter and Wow
Broken dreams, they always seem to find the most vulnerable
And you can’t see past the one you put on your pedestal
You get played, there goes another heart left on your sleeve
By some sugar babe that pawns you off on some pyramid scheme
You flutter and wow
Oblivious that you’re living in denial
You flutter and wow
Just pretending to be...ssomebody else
Just like your mom, you walk around as fragile as a bomb
Thinking that you’re strong then you explode if a...dare proves you wrong
Rose colored eyes, they leave you blind, you’re just fooling yourself
Lie after lie and no rational words can break the spell
You’re not here.
I’m looking in your eyes an you’re not here
You stopped being yourself and started being a mirror
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How to Live with a Ghost
04:07
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How to Live with a Ghost
You crawl inside your couch and don’t tell a soul
Those cushions make you feel like you have control
You can save everyone but you can’t save yourself
When you’re the one that shuts down and never asks for help
What you’re hiding from, nobody knows
But it’s high time you make friends with the ghost
You stick to a rigid morning routine
And keep that one room apartment painfully clean
You neatly fold dirty clothes till they look pristine
All to keep skeletons where they can’t be seen
What you’re hiding them from, you don’t know
It’s high time you make friends with the ghost
Keep to yourself, stay in your room
Where no one can see all of those wounds
“Keep to yourself, clean up that room”
That’s where you spent your misspent youth
Whatever childhood you had was stolen from you
It’s the damaged world that you woke up to
What you didn’t know then, you fully now
But you’re too hard on yourself to let yourself down
What you’re hiding from, deep down you know
It’s high time to make friends with the ghost
Shake, shake, shake hands with the ghost
Make, make, make friends with the ghost
That’s how to live with a ghost
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14 More Mondays
03:24
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14 More Mondays
I’ve got 14 more Modays to work myself free
14 more Mondays to find the gall to leave
Inertia kept my heart hanging up in this place
I’m kind of annoyed that it’s taking up this much head space
You’ve got 14 more Mondays before I walk out of here
14 more Mondays then I disappear
There’s too blame laying at this open door
I need to make a move or I’ll resent this more and more
There’s too much contempt, too many grudges
I’m not mincing words, not pulling punches
You’ve got 14 more Mondays and then I’m gone
You’ve got 14 more Mondays till my goodbye
14 more Mondays to change my mind
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Love Bomb Cult
03:38
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Love Bomb Cult
Mr. Friday night, you’re not what I hoped you would be
But I’m ignoring your red flags while you’re here flattering me
Shower me with love, shower me with affection
There’s dopamine rush with all this attention
And we’re all consenting adults in this love bomb cult
Mr. Friday night, are you a perpetual talking machine?
You’ve got so many big words with so little meaning
I’ve got a mirror charmer, love bomber spoon feeding me
It’s been a pretty good night for my self esteem
And we’re all consenting adults in this love bomb cult
Mr. Friday night, you’ve been a serotonin release
But I have no desperate need for your company
I’ve soaked you all up with my last grain of salt
We’re both being used so no one’s at fault
And we’re all consenting adults in this love bomb cult
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Parasite
03:35
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Parasite
You walk inside without knocking
Without deference
There’s no standing invitation
No public access
You sit yourself at the party
The most unwelcomed guest
Dining at someone else’s table
At someone else’s expense
You’re a monster starving for attention
You’re a monster draining me of life
You’re a monster completely codependent
You’re a monster that only seems to strengthen
You’re a monster that’s eating me alive
You act just like you’re a parasite
I’m a frail and fragile host
Feel free to feed off of me
You outwit my immune system
No one’s left to intervene
I feel deep violent puncture wounds
Ones you can’ t see from outside
I hear the howl and growl of a carnivore
Stabbing me with a butcher’s knife
You’re a monster starving for attention
You’re a monster draining me of life
You’re a monster completely codependent
You’re a monster that only seems to strengthen
You’re a monster that’s eating me alive
You act just like you’re a parasite
Out of the water into you, out of you into me
Out of the water into you, out of you into me
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Invisible Storm
03:09
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Invisible Storm
I keep a strict regimen
Of coffee and adrenaline
I open up and it pours in
Through every pore in my skin
Yeah’ I’m in pretty good form
I feel everything accelerate
My thoughts, my pulse, my next heartbreak
Nervous smiles and shifting weight
Just waiting for my next mistake
Yeah, it’s pretty hard to ignore
I can’t concentrate, I can’t seem to focus, it’s an invisible storm
My voice gets lost in a crowd
Cluttered words through a dry mouth
I’m talking nonsense to myself
As I quickly drown in doubt
Yeah I’m in pretty good form
Words unsaid and second guessed
Wrestle with my restlessness
I can’t stay in the present tense
As storm clouds gather in my chest
Yeah, it’s pretty hard to ignore
I can’t concentrate, I can’t seem to focus, it’s an invisible storm
It’s raining now, relief is on the way
It’s raining now, relief is on the way
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Evalina
03:14
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Evalina
She walked in like lighting, her presence was blinding, it lit up a pitch black night
I grieved as she fell back to the shadows and receded out of my line of sight
I wait for the storm to strike me again, for lightning to pull me back under
To send static and shivers down through my spine to hush my timid roars of thunder
I needed a name, all good things need a name, a name that needs repeated
I jumped out of my skin and started to spin when I dreamed up my girl named Evalina
She says that she’s melancholy
She doesn’t like to be called sad
In a dark dismal world there skin white as pearl
In a girl named Evalina
I can’t decide if I want to kiss her or be her, I’d be perfectly fine with either
I just worship the quicksand that she walks upon; my greatest invention, Evalina
She says that she’s melancholy
She doesn’t like to be called sad
In a dark dismal world but there skin white as pearl
In a girl named Evalina
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Huddled at the Door
03:11
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Huddled at the Door
We’re all a little broken here
So you’ll fit in just fine
We might be here awhile
So take a breath, exhale
You can change inside
Everyone’s a vagrant here
Looking for a place to hide
The rain’s falling down hard
Just come in as you are
You can change inside
Everyone is a soldier here
Fighting their own war
There’s more of us than you could ever imagine
Huddled at the door
I know you’re in survival mode
And taking hits on the frontline
So just come in get warm
You don’t have to say a word
You can change inside
We’re huddled at the door
Causalities of war
Waiting to change inside
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Ted Mccloskey State College, Pennsylvania
Ted McCloskey has been telling compelling stories to local and national audiences for years. He is a singer/songwriter, a multi-instrumentalist, a producer and film composer. He has eleven records to his name alone. His music has been featured on hundreds of network and cable programs and he’s shared the stage with the likes of Jason Isbell, Ryan Adams, and Alejandro Escovedo. ... more
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