Modern Day Monsters

by Torches To Triggers

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2nd full length album from Torches To Triggers

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released May 1, 2014

Recorded at Echobase Studio w/ Casey Lewis - Calgary, AB
Mixed and Mastered at Studio73 w/ Riccardo Pasini (Paso) - Ravenna, Italy

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Track Name: Home Sweet Home
Home sweet home.
I try to forget you and despite the years between I dream of home sweet home.
Imprinted connections all I know is you’ll always feel like home.
If every photo is lost in time, the perfect picture is in mind.
Tell me am I dreaming? Nightmares are waiting.
Tell me am I dreaming? Cause I rest safely.
The memories calling…
The sun is shining and the grass is green. I’m running to you. It’s harmony.
Tell me am I dreaming? Cold winds are howling.
Tell me am I dreaming? Cause I’m with you in hiding.
You’re where the heart is. There’s nothing like it. You set the stage for the play by which my life is lived. Someday I will move but these are my roots. I close my eyes and I’m back to where I once stood.
Tell me am I dreaming?
Familiar walls, echo in the halls, the memories calling of home sweet home
Track Name: The Perfect Hero
I’m built for double dealing. Got a game for every face.
Watch as I wave about two red hands with style and grace.
I’m bribing honesty. I’m a creature of deceit.
Victory is reserved for those of us that cheat.
The truth is fading but I’ll live to tell whatever the fuck I want. This world can burn in hell.
The truth is fading and your tombstone reads absolutely nothing. I made sure it was debris.
Every evil bastard child I spawn will know I’m the perfect hero.
The battlefields are strewn with bygone causes and brand new myths.
The truth is fading. Not a soul will tell. Blue lips are sealed, buried without a bell.
The truth is fading. The books will read absolute deception, depicted by yours truly.
“Rather than love, than money, than fame…” you’re given words.
Nothing but words of a perfect hero.
Track Name: Air Up There
Keep pretending that it’s perfect when all signs say it ain’t working.
Another day is a mess to wake up to.
I’m looking over the edge. Is it worth it?
I’m standing up on the edge. Is it worth it?
The crowd is gathering now. Is it worth it?
I wonder if you can see me now. I see you a long ways down.
Up here I feel possibility. I have to ask myself if you’re the only one or just another one?
I’ll wash away from the surfaced paved. Then down the drain.
Keep pretending that it’s perfect when we both know it ain’t working.
Another day is a curse to wake up to.
My toes are gripping the edge. Is it worth it?
My arms are up in the air. Is it worth it?
The crowd is holding their breath. Is it worth it?
Track Name: Black Eyes
I’m going to take up a part of every single day.
Stimulating your senses til I get my way.
You’ve got no escape.
I’ve got you into the mood. Cigarettes, drugs and booze.
You set the pedals to cruise. I know you like the abuse.
I’ve gotten better and I’ve gotten bad and I’m not looking back
Neck hairs are straight out. The blood is rushing in.
Into the black of your eyes I am projecting sin.
Why would I warn you when it’s like you wanna get used.
I’ll make it feel like you choose but I’m making all the right moves.
I know you like the abuse.
I’m taking you. Don’t try to refuse. There’s no looking back.
Track Name: Under The Gun
Spread it on a little more I’m about to break. Getting under my skin.
How much for the demands to subside besides everything?
I give you all of my time
I give you all til I shake
I give you blood sweat and tears
Give me a fucking break
The only thing remaining, hanging by a thread, is the only thing preventing, me from losing my head.
Desire to be the best that there is.
Inspire the world to live as I live.
This fire will burn on just the same as it has inside me and in those who live under the gun.
Bit off more than you can chew and now you’re looking for a place to run.
I know I got you down on your knees but revenge has just begun.
You’ll give me all of your time
You’ll give me all til you shake
You’ll give me blood sweat and tears
We’re fucking half way
The only thing remaining, hanging by a thread, is the only thing preventing, me from losing my head
I’ll dig it deeper, climb it higher than you.
Let’s see how much you can take?
I’ll push it farther, make it better than you.
Let’s see how much can you take when you live under the gun?
Track Name: Clay Minds
Is anybody listening? Cause this ain’t the same old sound.
Master taught you well sensei, but he forgot to say that fighting is not the way to achieve peace.
It’s just a game implied to divide humankind so they win.
Watch the right while the left does the wrong and they win.
It’s a trick and it’s basic, but it’s good so they call it a tactic.
Aren’t you sick of the antics? Could this song break through all the static?
Stop seeing colours, greys, blacks, and whites. Stop praying so hard to empty skies.
Stop wishing for things that you can buy. Stop being mindless. Start seeing life.
Is anybody thinking? Cause we’ve never been ancient.
This earth will wipe us out with ease like so many times before.
So fighting is not the way for us to be. It’s our demise.
Track Name: Necro Love
It was a bright and sunny day. Out on a beach hammock I lay.
Casting my troubles out to sea, I fell asleep a human being…
You say it’s wrong, but inside my head she’s more attractive now that she’s dead!
The morgue has banned me cause I can’t resist. So many bodies, so many hotties.
She’s got the whitest skin. She’s got a perma-grin.
She don’t talk back no matter what I say or do. Could this necro-love be true?
It was a dark and stormy night when I woke up she’s out of sight.
Heart broken, looked to sea and sighed. My beard smells like formaldehyde!
You say it’s wrong, but to me she’s like the sleeping beauty mixed with snow white.
Track Name: Silent Summer
Hello? Hello. I’ve got some bad news. Are you sitting cause you might not handle this? I hate to be the one to tell you this… Take a deep breath. I’ll just say it. Your best friend’s dead. How are you feeling? I’d hate to be in your shoes right now.
Better believe it. Welcome to a silent summer. Better believe it. That’s life.
No, I don’t know answers and reasons why the story unfolds the way it does. I know I won’t stop giving this all I got. It’s for me, for you, always in memory of…
Wake up! Wake up! The phones ringing. It’s late at night but I need you to answer this. I hate to be alone on the line. No I can’t stop stuttering. Your Dads heart it just stopped beating. I hate to be in this world right now.
Better believe it. Welcome to a silent summer. Better believe it. That’s life.
No, I don’t know answers and reasons why the story unfolds the way it does.
Until my body is cold, I find it hard to let go. I just can’t let go.
Track Name: Small Town
Bring your guitar to the end of the street. Let’s hear you scream on a double kick beat.
I think my dad said he’d let us jam. Let’s write some songs and we’ll start up a band.
There’s a place downtown we can call. I know they got a stage if we’re ready to do a show.
Tell your friends. Let them know what it’s all about. Hope they get off their ass and check us out.
We’re gonna turn it up loud tonight. Let’s do this right!
The local punks provide it. They know how I like it. Small town rock and roll.
You got to live by it cause you know you can’t buy this small town rock and roll.
I got zits and I got no charm, still there’s a girl hanging under my arm.
Nobody knows where she has been. My mom says she’s a waste of skin.
There’s a band in town we can call. I know they’re pretty good if we’re ready to do a show.
Tell your friends. Let them know what it’s all about. Hope they get off their ass and check us out.
We’re gonna tear the place down tonight! So hit the lights!
Track Name: Pillars
Do you know the prevailing cosmological model that describes the early development of the Universe?
It’s built upon many scientifically proven theories.
Even if you can’t wrap your mind around it all, better to try and fail than not try at all.
When I look up to the spaces in between the stars and galaxies I understand what it means…
13.798 billion years ago time began because the changes were measurable.
Historically impossibilities have only ever been temporary things.
We say we can’t but in due time we say we can cause someone tried. Because that someone wasn’t satisfied with the answers God provides.
We need let our questions thrive and look up to the spaces in between the stars and galaxies.
I understand what it means:
That there’s an end.
That there’s an edge.
Where time begins and energy starts marking history.
Track Name: Insane In The Brain (cover)
Who you trying to get crazy with ese? Don’t you know that I’m loco?
To the one with the flamboyant tip just toss that ham in the frying pan.
Like spam, done when I come and slam. Damn! I feel like the son of Sam.
Don’t make me wreck shit, hectic. Next get your chair got me going like general electric.
And the lights are blinking, I’m thinking it’s all over when I go out drinking. Oh!
Making my mind slow. That’s why you don’t fuck with the big 40 bro.
I got to maintain cause a ginger like me is going insane.
Insane in the membrane. Insane in the brain!
Insane in the membrane. I’m insane got no brain!
Insane in the membrane. Insane in the brain!
Do my shit under cover, now it’s time for your blubber, blabber, to watch that belly get fatter.
Fat boy on a diet, don’t try it. I’ll jack your ass like a looter in a riot.
My shits tight. It’s like a sumo slammin that ass and leaving your face in the grass.
You know I don’t take a duro lightly.
Punks just jealous can’t they can’t out-write us or kick that style. Wicked. Wild.
Punk ass niggas never see me smile. Rip that mainframe I’ll explain cause a ginger like me is going oh!
Like Louie Armstrong played the trumpet I’ll hit that bong and break you off something soon.
I got to get my props. Cops come and try to snatch my crops.
These pigs wanna blow my house down, but I’m underground. I’m on to the next town.
They get mad when they come to raid my pad and I’m out in the 92 cad.
Yes I’m the pirate, pilot of this ship if you get with the ultraviolet dream.
Hide from the red light beam. Do you believe in the unseen?
Look but don’t make your eyes strain cause a ginger like me is going oh!