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The Equation

by Static Particles

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Drum Core 04:00
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his is when you break up that is how you break stuff pick of the liter eat it down like dinner this is why loves thought open up and the tongues rough mama's strapped, act up yell like a felion sting like a bee hive be silenced line up next to the one you loved like a one eyed giant I'll be eyeing this is supposed to be darn it layered in barnacle sexy like tentacles only true if overhaul is through these testicles I might be able to finally call my self special Just looked back with all the problems goong on just look back life not going away just look back things were easier reason was nearing yeah just look back always been a young boy too small, two toys never owned this confidence couldn't face humans but isn't it obvious and my soul is over style cause we are the sloppiest what's flirting? if It is not obvious how could I even try to approach this because it's that foreign the place where tears are born in the same location with them orphans born with shyness eyeing the eyes of my own wish but I'm hardened and I'll just have to wait till I'm strong again. It was a break, a convenience being online only made us think quick never actually seeing each other till we were grown, sick. We made plans but you alwats abandoned them. Meet up at the skate parks you were always lying like a genre specific tantrum until my hands became chips typing and trying to plug and chug the never ending anyomnity, all my hopes and preys surrounded by problems. I heard about your party sides and always kept that in my mind you are from Ingleside, that you cheated on me and that's just where the music hides. If I couldn't do it online how could I do it in life there's to much energy around an assumption that complicates contemplating under penatlies and mirages you can't look both ways during a miss communication do my eyes need some scent of persuasion like keep it simple or you miss just end up being amazing. they say I was worth it love you, a picture on a wall, too small, a frame like a grand slam, too tall like watching an eyelid fill just toss it often those lies keep the moon still blind a stale rind I don't care about what you find useless unless it's me, isolate in a techtonic plate like China until it's broken wishes are only for those doves fusions called humans found love an oceanic bath plug and who are you witout scars and decisions it only takes time send reinforments to obtain the line between us perpendicular mist between the ridicule and only if my eyes were metal reticules so I could see the change live and all your change, but we all couldn't give. Not even a budge like we were all sleeping and a nudge isn't enough and I can finally dream and I can piece the scenes together I'll control it, Lucid but my actions are so stupid. Why would I likc your face if I can't look at it.
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Future Ghost 03:24
Walk past previous fields ozoned, slow crush red in the face facing open doors held by age i'm a future ghost falling just to remember pluck a blade of grass and watch that wish get shit on by your dog i'm a future ghost I get to see that twitch in your eyes up close because most just see in blurs and symbolic images but with my vision you're never thinning constantly un-winning thumbs hitting sticks im a future ghost i'll be talking to stars like I know it and you'll be waving at them oh god annoying beat a pansy like a florist so much dough like a loaf your doughs just sour dough yah broke because I'm a future ghost with hair all over I got hair all over pubes through my boxers light travel punch like a boxer I'm that future ghost not a killah put my face on in space and the whole worlds still cutting with 4 by 4's I still need to be born future ghost future ghost
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your walk looks like the mad hatters you drunk, are you high or just a bad actor a fractions of a cent a factor lied upo against the bench eat the word, the prosecution even has my defense your gonna be the worst and it's fun watching you fail at these fun events it's like you could neer see kids a picture, rising from Halucigens to a mister I'll shoot this pen and I can't wait to get to know my kid sister and I can't wait to get to know my young sister and this is for all my brothers and sisters Is life so sinister or will it all end like twister too awkward must fall in a tornado, somersault while the wonderful viewing on the side lines maybe on day i'll just vault over the bar and I'll always grab for my refund a five finger conundrum and you know i'll make you smell my green thumb i'm a bear, son and to fuck with me your going to have to tear down my apartment or better yet tear out my catharsis because you still bump that retarded while this sage is blowing up the graden (of eden) and this music is great and it's given at a bargain I'm like an arson's sale a drive by retail because e-tail is for less r's and cheap thrill and we are all like Sysuphus it's a battle, uphill while the snows battering, land fill and the ends having yah no till so no more pulls and you'll be wondering why the bad man killed? and you'll be wondering why the band aid killed? and you'll be wondering why the band mate killed? this goes out to all my bum fucks post grads with all the talent but no luck working to jobs just so we can keep ducking them bills, saving up for some cheap thrills but my moneys in the bank still so i can spend it on my saturn and we used to go by the name lantern friends forever artists are better because we stick round for all that bad weather and we experience this experiment live by the thrift broooil outdoorsmen niche no response just battered only ever underweight like a disaster the paint stays splattered because art is just art it's not smart like you're bladder and the worlds fatter then me afford the super size with two sides and you're still blue right? because happiness never gets too stick around for the food fight bitter like a radio transmitter during dinner because you were a so so winner you're the difference between a heavy binder and a reform sinner now your off in the distance picking pockets, sucking odd dick behind the laundrymat's kids but back to business you can't act weak behind your egotistical innocense bend the fender and i'm just trying to keep ripe like bananas yellow in a blender smooth too smooth us over but the dirt was just too rich for our land rover now just sand over because i can't do these bars over at my own apartment that last place we almost got charged with arson and i'll never hit the target bored like a bored i am too sure to be investing in ore yah poor? what to expect yeah i'm poor and no i can't get blown i need to stay responsible so i can pay back my student loans supposed to be a writer but i walk to what i love like a hiker and use my own energy like a biker none of us were supposed to end up like this and i smoke between the breaks between both my shifts because i just want to kick it fuck sleep i'm still dreaming about all my wishes and trying to come up with my life's wish list is implicit yah gifted get back to the end of line where all the grown kids is
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Pews through a loop hole Few left the bench Most men just stole both ends of each pole And the Steeple cost a mil sell it all for the dollars Compassed off the map oil at the dock yard Bars on the water 2 free fists, now sleeping on beaches until we can work up the courage to earn from our learning, stop leaning on the yellow and yearning from my words again, friends and this may be the last memory of me, because I'm going to see if there truly is heaven out in the seven deadly seas A place where a please is an easement I gave the world some compassion there is only 1 season And there aren't any reasons so that's why we drift on the open shore Now the drawers caught open for sure The knifes remind us of open sores Other times, we just want to go go on and move towards goals Float by the plain oaks see the maple's sap until frogs croak high off high hopes sipping on sin and playing sonic in our heads though, water level, bubbles escape speed is America's armor the daily humor is turmoil the heart sees the herbs fry over burnt skies, eyes are stuck can't open wide can't open wide can't open wide Check the tide is it past the sand bar so we can go forth let the waves roar it makes the sound pure Purrfect solutions for a rate 7 miles deep over heavy plates like a light weight or a fat date Contradiction, Joke, Explanation out of thoughts so let the ideas minimalize the raine condensending from the sky
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316 04:06
Just a day where you said that there were bright lights shining in that tiny sky At least the geese still fly in flocks but we don't and the day is always a day I can't go on like this because songs can just end and thoughts will slow cook you are Captain Hook and I'm well still reading the book sugar in the sugar cane, whind up the hurricane, is the only way you can end a jet plane two sideways triangles Give me my Geometry back because no body should ever get that for the well to run dry we were over-users Forget humour I like watching my friends get in drunk stupours and we should travel back west, where my brother is at, next maybe in the summer we can roll over each other so our sun can see us tumble Even if it's me and I have to pretend plainly I think I can still Be just everything I do has to look dangerous and if it isn't amazing then life will be a maze again because phrases are like twelve step arraingements and probably it's all dualism a paradoxic equation Just take a few smooth minutes But before I'm up I find myself back again A catch 22 is like watching me wear fubu a ufu a ufu a ufufufufufufu (ufo as me child) And this was supposed to Big E and Juicy J so I'll pave out my own grave just not in my bread you can never be closer then cars in a parking lot my edges are crust and there's no one to trust transistions became water on threads and you became candy paint over rust no butt no, but any where would of been better then here leaving me quietly passion seeped silently you sure got me bye bye Don't Fly By I'm not going to fly-by We're gone seperate and don't give me a test again that i'm sure to fail you're still pale usurp this Living on the edge floor it flourished

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released April 22, 2013

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