My Love is Disgusting

by Ninth Life

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Ben Chambers the intro for track #3 is perfect. the echo and reverb make you feel the emotions of overwhelming regret.... then it turns angry. this music is perfect for right after a fight or argument you had, or a disgruntled customer (if you work retail) and you replay it in your head. listen to this and imagine yourself telling them off and going Fight Club on their ass. Favorite track: You Can't Be Everybody's Therapist.
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Recorded by Andrew Clapp/Smoke Signal Productions
Additional vocals by Deej on The Path of Least Resistance
Artwork by Anthony Clark


released October 25, 2015

All music by Ninth Life, Timmy Wolfe, Boone Cumberland, and Michael Burks

All lyrics by Gavin



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Track Name: Apostolic // Paradise Lost
Abandoned in my hour of need

Apostolic fashion, flawlessly

Turned, ran, never once looked back

When misfortune struck, when the shit hit the fan

So save your breath, there’s nothing left to understand

Don’t you dare try to shake my hand

Old friend to phrase it simply,

You are dead as dead as dead to me

Your treachery is fucking sickening


I swear I will put a bullet through my head

Before I let myself be manipulated again
Track Name: Scar Tissue
All’s well that ends well, I’ll see you in hell

We went our separate ways, you put me on a shelf

In the back of your mind, eroding with the sands of time

Burned every picture that we took, a concluded chapter of a burning book

Wasn’t good enough, wasn’t meant to be

So shed your skin and forget about me

Fucking forget about me

Scars on my flesh and in my head, you shed your skin, left me for dead

Left me for fucking dead
Track Name: You Can't Be Everybody's Therapist
Slow drags from a cigarette,
Exhale contempt and regret
As I regress, I disintegrate,
thoughts race, I can’t fucking see straight

It’s all a mind game,
and I’m on a losing streak

Medicine, to get me through
psychological shrapnel, to romanticize the blues

But these little mother fuckers
just don’t do the trick like they used to

"In the wee small hours of the morning,"
you will never be hers because she isn’t going to call
"As the walls of my room fade away in the gloom,"
I’m wide awake as erroneous epiphany consumes me

All I have to offer is inept
Passive-aggressive insecurity
My affection is burdenous

My love is disgusting
Track Name: The Path of Least Resistance
Your existence is a catechistic failure
A walking testament to all of your mother’s unanswered prayers

The power of Christ cannot compel
The power of Christ cannot…

You’re worthless as a lover
And worth less as a friend
Your value as a human being
Has been appraised at less than shit

Profound frustration at the abomination
you have allowed yourself to become

And when your Oxycontin god forsakes you
I’ll be right there to spit in your fucking face when you’re seizing and dopesick in Hell

The path of least resistance, nodding out of existence
You could have been so much more than a poster child