November Spawned A Monster is a rock/emo project formed by former Assailant singer Marcus. The above tracks are simply demo recordings made in Marcus' living room. A demo containing 4 or 5 tracks, and with real drums of course, is planned to be recorded during the spring.
Catchy songs made to perform live is what November Spawned A Monster is all about.
Pick Your Poison
You pull away as I am finally getting better/
So fixed on hate, my love's in a letter/
Should I suddenly change my way, the pieces might just fall into place/
Walk away and make your stand/
So go, I feel like a hero on my own/
Pick your poison, we all die alone/
We are so ordinary, making plans in advance/
Aching and emotional, we get no second chance/
What if I must wake and find a world without you every day/
What if I must find a different way of making myself heard?/
One Second Away
Your defences are on high
I need to put up a fight
And to think I believed in your lies
Haunting me all through the night
Is this who you really are?
I’m one second away from ending it all
What would you do, laugh it all off?
Run away and turn it all off?
You erase me like a pencil line
Some pathetic, violent urge
To feel different, to feel fine
I need to remember, call of the search
You Drove Me To This
You’re a supernova, exploding through our universe, you slam the door right in my face over and over
You said I fucked it up again when all was getting better, too blind to see your own mistakes, blame it all on me
I am done with you
You drove me to this
Look inside, your own self, are you better than me, you drove me to this
I had to shut you out, break it up, turn it off, you drove me to this
And there’s a war between us, who is right and who is wrong, and love is not a shelter it may do you harm
And there was never ever anything that I could do for you, but hey, just blame it all on me
Go Down With Style
The poison of your lips kills me with each and every kiss
Bends my arms back and forces me to beg for my...
...life. The word hurts to much to think of,and I'm trying to confide in you,
just trying to confide in you
Feel free to peel my face off, reveal whats underneath,
I'm still putting up a smile for all,
just putting up a smile for everyone
Make peace with the heartache, I will go down with style
Can't write away the anger, watch me go down with style
The nights are getting longer, the mornings are always late
How come we've never asked ourselves to quit and finally stop?
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