The Nemesis Effect

by Jules Marie

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Jules Marie - vocals, piano, accompanying instruments, and drums
Brandon Lee - bass, drums, guitar

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released October 12, 2015

All songs written, and recorded by Jules Marie
Produced, mixed and mastered by Brandon Lee at Open Wounds Studios

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Track Name: Trying to Breathe
I'm frozen and bruised
it's too hard to move
I awoke in the grave what do I do?
I'm on my hands and knees and in pain from shivering
My eyes can't see a thing but the hardest part is
trying to breathe

What would I do without you?

My hands are raw from trying to crawl
I maybe make it an inch before I immediately fall
My wounds are deep, at least that's how it seems
I started bleeding but my blood's now freezing

It's silently mostly, except for God's laughing
My hands at my back surrendering what life I have
I cannot feel a thing except my soul's trying to leave
My body's gonna be exactly where I'm laying


What would I do without you?
(Breathe, breathe trying to breathe to breathe)
What would I do without you?

I'm too numb and too weak there's nothing left inside of me
I'd scream but I know it won't do anything
because nobody would hear me, nobody would hear me
I doubt if anyone's noticed that I'm missing

My mind is whispering my favorite memories
I give in, this is it. It's not how I imagined it
But what else could I do? Could I do?
I almost closed my eyes to sleep and then that is when I saw you

Breathing. I thought I'd stopped breathing
But that is when you found me laying
and barely moving, barely moving
Just seconds till the monsters show
flying up to heaven's not where I was gonna go
I was on my last breath, about to greet death
but your hands said no, your hands said no
Track Name: Rusty Knife
You think you are sly
I'm gonna paint a picture of your crimes
Thinking you are slick seeking pity
from a pain stricken, heart sickened mind

You're a rusty knife
And I'm not afraid to put up a fight
your intent is sick and pathetic
playing sympathetic victim in disguise

Well, I say lies, that's how you survive
preying on the weak, feasting on their sorry eyes
But I'm not blind your heart's paralyzed
synthetically convincing, conniving and malign
Your heart's paralyzed