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Terraformed

by Fantømex

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1.
Fantomcatz 04:58
Don’t bore me with your pain. I’m not to blame in my gold mine. But I’ll terraform your style, wear it with a smile, like it’s mine. Burning bridges is too easy. But my pocket squares are fun. We’re all merry fools in jealous heat. We’re all busy bees in honey wars. We’re all cherry bombs of primal need. (I was born to lead the way; was written on my face Manifest Destiny, so sweet) We’re all slithering, skin to peel. I won’t bare my shame. I’ll play the game. I fight to win. I know I’m eating lies with sides of fries, but they taste good. Burning bridges is too easy. But my party tricks are fun. We’re all merry fools in jealous heat. We’re all busy bees in honey wars. We’re all cherry bombs of primal need. Shhh. Wipe your brow. I feel it. They’ve got the steps on the internet. Tear of woman, fear of femme, we’ll help your message go viral. Set that bitch to 345°, bake into a cherry pie. Serve it to the master and be home for tea. ( I was born to lead) I was born to lead I know you can feel it, coming on 2 3 4 5 Put it to a page, and move along
2.
White Hole 02:58
Washout another frame Watching my youth quickly fade I’m just in my way, I’m just in my way And I’m doing it over and over again Tell me what you always wanted me to say so I can hold my breath and throw it in your face and I won’t say I’m sorry, baby. I’ll get out of my way Not a moment left to waste Just a single taste, won’t you say my name Say it over and over again My right eye doesn’t even trust my left, don’t take it personally. I’ve never had a lover be so true. Thought I’d chewed and spit a thousand just like you, but I’ll do all the things you want me to ‘cause you’re not like the other mortal fools. Don’t lose the moment Oh, you’ve done it now. I lost my footing. Another gone, good dream? No saccharine is evergreen, what tea have I been drinking? Didn’t need a witness to all this demon business, but here’s your front row seat to watch me lose my mind. All out of distractions, come tears and fighting red balloons How am I supposed to hate myself when you don’t fucking let me? So you still want me? So you still want me? Despite all my needs and crippling humanity? Is this what you wanted to see? What you wanted to see What you wanted to see What you wanted to see Why are you smiling? Why are you smiling? Why do you stay on a boat that’s capsizing? Could I be, could I be Could I be, could I be Could I be, could I be overreacting? How could I not be a little bit afraid of you? You see me, and I swore that it would never do I’ll do all the things you want me to.
3.
Gaslight 04:38
Excuse me, I’m speaking and I don’t want to be “that” bitch, but it really seems like you can’t let it go; like everytime a female says “no” an angel loses its wings. Aren’t early birds the first to blame? We know their entrances and exits by name. Wallets fat with false positivity, you stare right through me. All my crimes are on display; skirts are leading Freds astray. There’s a ghost inside my ear, been yankin’ my chain 30 goddamn years and I don’t wanna be “that” bitch, but it really seems like he can’t let it be, and I don’t help with all my...speaking… ...like I’m asking for it. If I can’t see the forest for the trees my existential crises could be my only golden years memory, hoping not, but crawling steadily to that end. I’m the means, jagged chipped shoulders, bare, ever-lean toward hating every last human being as if they aren’t all fucking trying like me. I just can’t pretend I just can’t pretend fighting the inevitable gives you any sense of peace. Gaslights sell you happiness; they’re lying through their pearly teeth. Excuse me.
4.
Machine 04:44
If only good vibes grew from vines like grapes. My anger lingers far beyond by blind faith. Ain't making peace a nasty game? She is a boulder unmercifully fixed upon my back. I smile through every panic attack. And I hope she lets go while begging for more as the unknown beyond steadily taps at my door. I won’t ask for your help ‘cause I’m the perfection queen. My crown beckons for me to feed the machine. And nobody else can do it like me: tearing me down so gracefully while I bleed. Watch me, my hands are still. I can do anything and I will ((For my next / trick / I’m taking control)) ((With an honest liar’s vitriol)) I’ll tell you my big secret; Your queen can sting like bees. You know I wouldn’t hurt a fly But can’t a girl have fantasies? The only prey she wants is me. Aren’t you tired of being so numb? Aren't you tired of feeling so blue? Sick of being told that happiness is waiting for you; Grind a little more, toe the little line, feast your starving eyes until you go blind. Fooled myself once again with a fallacy of who I could be: A rosy cheeked parody, a manic pixie dream. Surrendered my time, wasted away. “Oh what might they sing about me After I’ve laid in my grave?” Watch me, my hands are still. I can do anything and I will ((For my next / trick / I’m taking control)) ((With an honest / liar’s vitriol)) When you win When you win When I feed When I feed the machine When I sleep When I sleep Our history was Our history was Our history was Written by victors Victors of Victors of wars Victors of wars

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released June 3, 2022

Fantømex is:
Abigail Taylor
Isaac Crouch
Edwin Mericle
Max MIller

All songs written and performed by Fantømex
Recorded at Citizen Earth Media Studio
Mixed and Mastered by Kevin Boggs at Loc-Level Sound in Asheville, North Carolina
Artwork by Sterling Leiske

Additional group vocals on "White Hole" performed by Adam Edwards and Billy Glosson

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Post-hardcore inspired, fun-time having, Western NC based band.
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