The Lost EP

by The New FM

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This is a short EP we recorded at Cathouse Studios in 2014 with the intent on recording more to form an album. We recorded this as a 4-piece with Britt Reel on bass in March of 2014 but by the summer we had become a 3-piece and these songs no longer had the same feel live that they had on these tracks so they were never officially released.

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released March 14, 2016

Bobby Benedict - Vocals/Guitar
Britt Reel - Bass
Chris Mutchler - Lead Guitar
Spencer Schreier - Drums

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The New FM Sioux Falls, South Dakota

The New FM is a stylistic chimera that dabbles in alt-indie garage rock sounds.

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Track Name: Cast Me Out
I walk over the edge and still hear the screams.
You think they'd be watching this unfolding scene
as I take from their hands the weapon they need to
feed of my heart to steal all my dreams
and with no doubt you cast me out.

Label me a liar, call me a thief,
slander my name and destroy my beliefs
I found what I am despite what I fear,
you can't destroy me, not now, not here

I walk through these fields, I'm lost in the plain
this existance has brought me nothing but pain
so I closed off that chapter, sealed up the book
and I'll never go back there, I won't even look
and with no doubt you cast me out.
Track Name: Spiders (2014 Version)
I can't get in the mindset for planning my dreams
when bombarded with nothing but pictures and scenes
of the people and places that I left behind.
I feel like I'm losing my mind.

This is killing me.
I need spark, I need change, I need structure and range
and then maybe,
maybe we'll live.

I've been building with blocks
one by one, bit by bit
I feel like I'm sitting on a gold pile of shit
with some polishing maybe I could last for a while
but if I don't change the inside the outside
will just stay a pile

This is killing me.
I need spark, I need change, I need structure and range
and then maybe,
maybe we'll live.
Maybe, baby we'll live,
but I make no guarantees.

I will take your crown.
You are going down.
Track Name: Failed Idolatries
The cost of driving your own fate
is fear of crashing
the loss attributed to failure
of this magnitude is catastrophic to the body.

Where do we go now
when all the hope I had for my
future is falling from the frame?

Wherein, this uneasy feeling will
eat like a rust to metal, your soul
and your organ systems until
you are sick and cold

Where do we go now
when all the hope I had for my
future is falling from the frame?
And there's no one else to blame
but me and my failed idolatries.