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NoiSays

by NoiSays

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Happiness-one color in a broad spectrum Nothing but a fleeting lie Time and life will be erased going day by day reaching for a solution to a natural process - misery They're reaching for an island But it's floating many years Above the sea they swim Float above them Accept misery Good cats and good dogs Don't have to get along To live in a good home Why don't they tell them that? Why don't they spend their time another way? Why don't they understand? Why? Why don't I tell them that? Why don't I spend my time another way? Why don't I understand? why why why why why why why why why why why why why
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Trapped disconnected Making the worst of the best that life life has to offer I can't keep in touch I begin to realize that all my thoughts are pointless and serve only to deconstruct my reality at all odds an army against itself the disease spreads as the army rips itself apart atop my throne from which i pivot in and out of ignorance I can't help but suffer my throne is taken from me as i lapse into the horrors of reality (my throne is gone) I can't keep in touch pathetic, spastic, shame and doubt spiraling into one final moment of clarity for the day I can't wait for it to be over and then it repeats inside seemingly infinite walls my conscious hides creating seemingly infinite impossible distractions trapped atop my throne my thoughts are rearranged trapped atop my throne tomorrow we'll suffer again
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Ego makes decisions, for every human, clouds their vision. It’s up to you. If it makes you, you, or if it stops you from going far In the name of perfection. Time is less than fruitful and idealism is a void of creative destruction Wait for inspiration, wait for your whole life Wait for inspiration, now you’ve missed the deadline. Passion is creating without passion Accepting the realities of momentary existence. Rejoice in its imperfection. Perfection is just a way to fuck yourself you can’t make, anything, thinking that way, ego reigns, human beings, aren't ideal, a pre-dug grave. I’ve been there myself, been down the same road The anxiety of failure makes you turn away from your creation But wasting my time makes me nauseous Wait for inspiration, wait for your whole life Wait for inspiration, now you’ve missed the deadline.
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It wouldn't matter if they said These simple pleasures will soon be dead Because you can only meet god in the wood shed Stimulation brings us to god Serve forever Nothing's real anyway Minds create god It doesn't matter what's on the page Only that the writer felt god when they made it This is my god and I will serve it Right up until the bitter end It doesn't matter that it doesn't matter It only matters that i'll soon be dead This is my language and I will serve it Don't contribute and you don't deserve it It doesn't matter that what it is anyway It only matters that i made a new phrase Suffering the only way to rise above monotony A path filled with discipline gives meaning from within Tell myself it matters but i know it never will Nothing matters anymore
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All good things must come to an end Everything ever known will one day be dead don't feel dread Good or bad or end or beginning Dont have any bearing or any real meaning there's nothing no point, no reason to improve, the state, of our world. Don't make a big deal of life, it means less than dirt, nothing but a mistake. Nothing but a false consciousness, seeking validation, grasping at straws. Making something of nothing but waste in us all We don't deserve life we don't deserve death We deserve to return back to nothingness We don't deserve life we don't deserve death We deserve to return back to All good things must come to an end Everything ever known will one day be dead don't (I?) feel dread Good or bad or end or beginning Dont have any bearing or any real meaning There's nothing No point, no reason to improve, the state, of our world. Don't make a big deal of life, it means less than dirt, nothing but a mistake. Try to be beautiful or what you will It’s but a vain attempt to save face The universe will end in cold discomfort, this tragedy Applies to anything you could ever achieve. It all ends in silence, nothingness.
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It's all good If you be good It's all good But only if you're good Poverty makes its way Into the everyday No escape from the blank face of blind apartheid Poverty makes its way Into the everyday No escape from the blank face of blind apartheid Trumpeters and drummers have in common They both look to the same pulse But if the drummer relies on himself The rest of the band will fall victim to his ego Toilets filled with white sand Color the Beaver's dam As palettes grey and bland Swallow the Beaver's hand Kill it for it's crimes Let it know it's not to be alive This is the face of apartheid For their pleasure For their pleasure For their pleasure For their pleasure For their pleasure
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I'm ashamed of this physical form, it can conform but it has no option I would destroy it but it wouldn’t make a difference in the bigger ploy So now i'll have to fight until the end of my time because i can't accept every evil as mine But they're mine too I would kill myself if it meant that you fuckers would follow suit and birds with ugly wings too The tooth fairy keeps all her paper money in the nicer cats house insisting you just don ‘t work hard for you I try to think what sets me apart but never has compassion seen a single human heart I wish i could escape this body but i know why they just don't want less of them not all feeling can be expressed through screams so here's some words for ye My patience with life grow thin as that of a weak man with delusions of grandeur who fears his god will be taken away from him, i do not fear however, for they can take nothing from me that my brain has not already taken from itself.
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What is the point of a recurring thought if you're not going to rethink it? Why recite your personal lord’s prayer if you’re never going to remake it? Could we better serve the point if we noticed? Years and years go by with no progression is this just what it is to be? Circular thoughts create patterns is this just what it is to be? Doubt is but a sign of belief a rearranging of thoughts that won’t leave We must evaluate the values we keep to keep in line with the things that we think we need Disbelief will strengthen belief I am consumed by my daily doubts No use for internal bouts Is there a point in this anymore? I have had this thought before I am consumed by my daily doubts No use for internal bouts Is there a point in this anymore? I have had this thought before
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Injustice won't be recognized when the victim is the oppressor itself Why don't dogs keep time logs anymore? You're better off on your ass than trying to live with that attitude Dogs need more than a good time Optimism poisons minds You'll never get better Empty Lives There's another way Accept color is filled with misery But neither dogs nor pigs Keep logs of passionate pain
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They Hide 05:14
Let's get together and talk about nothing We can waste away and share no thought, passion void social patterns abused for pleasure seeking selfish, pointless, wastes of life Let's get together and talk about nothing They hide from their wasteful ways Humans couldn't give a damn if animals speak of better ways to cope and live they would rather run away and hide from the things that make them feel uncomfortable They would rather eat the flesh of the wise than make choices to better serve that that's much bigger than you or I Pour your emptiness into a full sacrifice it won't matter self loss creates purpose and you are less than nothing Let's get together and talk about nothing Let's get together and act like we're not gonna die Good friend complex It's okay and there's no such thing as failure There's no point in lying But they just don't get it murder happens under their hands so let me kill myself how I want at least there's something more important than the way we feel shameless, heartless, thoughtless, void of passion worthless, Lifeless, dreamless, void of all compassion I want all this to end

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Our 11-track, 31 minute, debut LP. Coming October 17th.

“Diverse, layered vocals, consantly shifting stylistic palette, and unpredictable songwriting are the name of the game when it comes to Noisays.” MetalTrenches.com

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released October 17, 2018

Ryan Wolanski - Producer
Felipe Fuentes - Art
Taylor Guérin - Photography

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NoiSays Baltimore, Maryland

"With their emphasis on jazz phrasing, chaotic rhythm shifts, and dueling, squalling vocals, Baltimore’s NoiSays is yet another newer band helping to modernize the sassy mathcore sounds of the MySpace era." Svbterranean.net

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