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1. |
A Healthy Dose
02:25
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A Healthy Dose
So the question remains
Am I still innocent in some small way
When all these states
Oh how they push and they shove
They make me scream at the top of my lungs
As if I’m falling in and out of love
And while the heavens remain
Tantalizing me with their prospect of faith
That its our burdens that make us great
And through my cries of shame
I hear them laughing for I have yet to feel true pain
Saying “God makes no mistakes.”
But can you tell me what is me
Is it the fluidity between the matter and energy
The things you can and cannot see
God makes no mistakes
And if I chose to speak
Not of a portent or a creed
Would my euphoria go away along with my grief
For don’t we suffer for our art
This human condition that tears us apart
For is there be beauty without the shock
God makes no mistakes
And through all my lessons learned
My unique perspective of this world
Tell me is it struggles that give us sight
For is there triumph if there’s no triumph of mind?
God makes no mistakes
So the question remains
If I took my meds to help me alleviate
Is my passion intertwined solely with my pain
So the question remains
Would I love as deeply if I no longer
Felt this way
Tell me would i still love deeply
The same
A healthy dose
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2. |
Blue Leaves
04:03
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You’re a work of art
A mixture of beauty and sadness
He might not have had the painter’s eye
To make out such distinctions
And as your body heals
I ask you to remember
This reality you built
Won’t block out all dark, unnatural movements
Grow old with me
Grow old with me
Blue leaves, white branches on the trees
Oh the world
See it, see it with me
And I will build you a balloon
Float you away from this place
Where the sun shines
And hope doesn’t make you cave
But now I stand as they pray
All the people that have come to congregate
As your mother gives me a false name
So I can see you lie there
In that lifeless state
But I fear when you wake up
You’ll still be needing that one man’s love
And I won’t be enough
So I sing to you
While they fix your charcoaled
Charcoaled lungs
Grow old with me
The best in life is yet to be
Grow old with me
The best in life
The best in life
The best
So look me in the eye
As I stand by your side
You were telling me it was just a whim
But the reality is
You were an inch from this life
So get angry with me
Yell and scream
Do what you need
But do not wash this out to sea
If I have to
I’ll be the mirror that you need
For when you wake up
Not from death
But unrequited love
You’ll realize you are enough
And there are many many
Versions of true love
‘Cuz there’s a hope
There’s a light
But it’s not by reaching the other side
Its by letting those tears fall
And confronting what hurts most inside
Grow old with me
The best in life is yet to be
Grow old with me
The best in life
The best in life
Grow old with me
The best in life is yet to be
Grow old with me
The best in life
The best in life
The best
Blue leaves whites branches on the trees
Oh the world you see it
See it with me
And I will build you a balloon
Float you from this place
Where the sun shines and
Hope doesn’t make you cave
But now I stand as they
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3. |
Heartbeat
03:37
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As they listen to my heartbeat
As timid as how I pronounce
I’m so sorry
For making you all come out
Don’t know what happened
Seems my mind
Thought it would be fun
I’ve been holding so dearly to a light
As brilliant as the sun
I am mystified I’m here at all
Can’t tell you what this act is
But I know it’s my fault
My fault
And I know its all in my brain
But this brain of mine
Doesn’t distinguish types of pain
And tomorrow will be yet another day
Where I struggle with the same
With wobbly knees and a manic brain
I try to stand but I stray
Oh nurse why are you so kind
Gentle voices cooing my feeble mind
But I just watch their mouths move
And keep my thoughts in solitude
For if they only knew
My life goes on too soon
And I know its all in my brain
But this brain of mine
Doesn’t distinguish types of pain
I’m sorry you had to find out this way
I should have told you but I was ashamed
Oh please don’t go
I’m selfish I know
But can’t keep pretending that I’m not in control
Oh please don’t go
I know you’re terrified
But I promise I’ll try harder every
Second of this life
For I know its all in my brain
And it’s treatable now all the doctors say
And mom I’ve felt so alone
I’ve felt so afraid
That I’ve been losing to something
I could not state
And I never wanted you to see me this way
I wanna be strong like you
I wanna be brave
But for years I’ve struggled with my brain
And I thought admitting it meant
I couldn’t be those things
And I never wanted you to see me this way
I wanna be strong like you
I wanna be brave
But for years I’ve struggled with my brain
And I thought admitting it meant
I couldn’t be those things
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4. |
Angry
04:20
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I’ve been angry for some time
This battle between my faith and my own life
But I continue to pray
Though I don’t know
What to say
For you gave us the ability to love
And didn’t realize at times
How it can destroy us
Maybe all you were meant to give
Was hope for us lonely men
Oh king
Can you hear me now
Oh king
Ive laid down my arms
Oh king
Am I being tested now
Oh king
Just hear me sing
Oh king just watch me bleed
Low down at your feet
How many rings must you take from that tree
Oh tell me how I should seen
Oh king just watch me bleed
Deaf or not able to speak
Faith in motifs they no longer teach
Oh tell me how I should be
Oh tell me how I should
So I call on you tonight
To look past our sins
And in the hearts and minds
For I must believe that you’ll stay
That you’ve yet to float on away
Oh king
Can you hear me now
Oh king
I’ve laid down my arms
Oh king
Am I being tested now
Oh king
Just listen to me scream
For you just stand there
As I reach out my hand
Trying to get you to comprehend
That we are but mere images
And we have our faults
But we tend to fall in love
You sent me my own sun
But he scorched both my palms
Oh tell me how I should be
Why must life always take
All these things my heart can’t face
For I still cause pain on those I say
I love ‘cuz I’m afraid
That I will have the same response
As when I pray
Oh king just watch me bleed
Low down at your feet
How many rings must you take from that tree
Oh tell me how I should seen
Oh king just watch me bleed
Deaf or not able to speak
Faith in motifs they no longer teach
Oh tell me how I should be
For you just stand there
As I reach out my hand
Trying to get you to comprehend
That we are but mere images
And we have our faults
But we tend to fall in love
You sent me my own sun
But he scorched both my palms
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5. |
Cigarette Burns
02:43
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Would you recognize me if I passed you by
Smoke rings mask my yellow eyes
Curse words, beeping horns and traffic fucking lights
Panic stricken, heartbeat racing
I go to the alleyway to my right
And it burns, that sound
I got cigarette burns, cigarette burns in my thoughts
Time passes, time flies
Am I not stagnant in your eyes
Oil and water, scattered round
Never binding
Never once
I feel you bubble
I feel you move
All this toil has me
Highly educated
That I’m lost on how to merge
At least with you
And it burns, that sight
I got cigarette burns, cigarette burns
In my thoughts tonight
And it burns
The images in my mind
Of a time I didn’t feel the need
To hide
Oh my skin is electric
My skin is pale
My body moves like an hourglass
One surface to another
Never ever fucking still
Would you still have loved me
With clench fists and bared fucking teeth
Its not a maybe
Oh baby can’t you see
Feel the flames lick my skin
Charcoal on my fingertips
Tender eyes, graze me over
Electric currents make me shudder
Push and pull back the pain
Old photographs and window frames
Whisper into my ear
That I did not evaporate
And it burns, that sound
I got cigarette burns, cigarette burns
In my mind
And it burns, that sight
I got cigarette burns, cigarette burns
Burning up everything of mine
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6. |
Mouth Full of Daggers
03:32
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I don’t wanna fight no more
I just wanna go off and cry alone
Or so it goes
Mouth full of daggers I weep
Can’t you just see me for me
All these lies I tell
So I’m not perceived as weak
And I can’t need you anymore
So I’m just gonna fight you
‘Cuz its all I know
Plotting new routes around the city
Just to realize this street
Is where you first told me
Something so dirty and yet so, so sweet
But I can’t cling to memories
Of a love that time wouldn’t let me keep
We are all nostalgic beings
But I will remove that part of me
I can’t need you anymore
So I’m just gonna fight you
‘Cuz it’s all I know oh
I can’t love you anymore
So I’m just gonna fight you
Fight you
What’s the use of the passion in me
When it just comes out in my fury
And the only way to contain my grief
Is to deny you
Deny me
Fighter! Fighter! I don’t wanna hurt no more
Fighter! Fighter! I’ve already slammed that door
I’ve let all this pain
Define who I am
And warp my brain
There’s venom in every word that I say
Don’t wanna hurt no more
So I cut the ties to everyone I adore
Oh throw my humanity in the grave
‘Cuz I don’t need a human heart for this place
I don’t’ wanna hurt no more
So I cut the ties to everyone I adore
Oh throw my humanity in the grave
‘Cuz I don’t need a human heart
No I don’t need a human heart
For this place
And I can’t need you anymore
So I fight you
Yeah I fight you
Oh I can’t love you anymore
So I’m just gonna fight you
Fight you
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7. |
Build Me Up
03:34
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Oh tired mind
You must blur those creative lines
And I try and try and try and try and try
For what am I
But emotion and predetermined lies
That I’ll never
No I’ll never rectify
So build me up
Again
For when I fall
I’ll make good art again
So build me
Build me up
My friends
What is this
What is this
This illness that you call a creative gift
This illness that you call a gift
Supposed to make me more
Than I am?
And what I know of hell
Is your heaven will always expel
Me for the impurities that lie
In my head
So build me up
Up
Again
For if I fall
I’ll make good art
So build me
Build me up
Build me up my friends
For my worth lies
In my ability to sin
And I do it with a steady hand
In pen
Oh why do you need me to bleed for you
All these things I create
Just to help myself through
Would there still be value left in my art
If I didn’t have the sight to see
Was it there from the start?
Or was it only my pain
That made me the artist I am today
Does that mean I have to choose between
Happiness and being great?
Oh build me up
Build me up again
Oh build me up
For when I fall I’ll make good art again
Oh build me up
So build me
Build me up my friend
Build me up
‘Cuz my worth lies in my ability to sin
Build me up
My friend
Oh build me up
For worth lies in my ability to sin
Oh build me up
Oh build me up
Oh build me up
Build me up
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8. |
Tired
03:26
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I feel so tired but I can’t sleep
Oh ya know baby
Yeah I know baby
I’m so exhausted by the way I think
Oh ya know baby
Yeah I know baby
I can feel the tide
Rise
Behind these eyes
But it won’t spill over tonight
For I
I no longer cry
At least for my mind
It comes and goes
All the time
I wanna fuck until I die
Oh ya know baby
How much I need you lately
For every cell of mine
Feels electrified
Oh ya know baby
Can you feel that humming?
I can feel all the pleasures of this life
Be heightened by
My so-called manic mind
And i
Will do what it takes to keep feeling alive
But will you abide
Abide
Will you come along for this ride
Feel the flames licking up
Every inch of skin
As they are speaking in tongues
And just slither in
I dance around my pyre
On ashen feet
Oh burn me alive
Oh burn everything
That once made me, me
I have been running from my mind
But no matter how far I’ll go
I can’t escape
What’s lurking inside
Oh my baby just see me
For what I am
But my baby don’t believe me still
I have grown so fucking tired
But I know if I rest my head
I won’t know who will finally rise
Oh my babe
Don’t let me go
Just love and fuck and fight me
And hold me close
Don’t close these eyes
Sleep will take my mind
My body lies
My body just lies
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9. |
Chicagoland
04:14
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Something wicked this way comes
Something wicked this way comes
The pyre waits for the woman who wants
Something wicked this way comes
Something wicked this way comes
Something wicked this way comes
The lady is burnt by her lover’s tongue
Something wicked this way comes
Just driving around, just driving around
Oh I think I might just be Chicago bound
For I gotta make it out there
For you’re the friend that I need
To see
So maybe my heart will know some peace
My heads starting to pound
Starting to pound
These flashes through my eyelids
Are scaring me now
But I gotta make it out there
For there’s a friend that I need
To see
To keep these images from ending me
Nervous twitch in my hands
For another cigarette that will surely be my end
I can’t calm down
I gotta make it there to make my amends
Just so I can beg you to hold me
So there would be silence in my head
But i
Am unwanted in Chicagoland.
Growing fearful now
I’m growing fearful now
For every time I reach you
You’re response is foul
But I gotta make it out there
For there’s a friend that I need
To see
so maybe my heartache will cease
in me
I’m growing manic now
I’m growing manic now
My sanity breaks with every pound
Of my poor heartbeat
As I’m reading the things you’re sending me
Get the fuck outta town
Oh nervous twitch in my hands
For another cigarette that will surely be my end
Another mile down
I can feel my panic rising
For I just to hold me
To help contain who I am
But I’m unwanted in Chicago
Oh my wicked heart
Oh this way comes to you
Asking for my friend
Oh my wicked heart
Oh this way comes to you
With hope you’ll take me in
Oh my wicked heart
Oh how it needs you
Despite the lashings of your tongue
Oh my wicked heart
Better turn around
You’re a burden now
You have no friend here
Oh nervous twitch in my hands
For another cigarette that will be but one end
I’ve lost it now
I can feel myself
Hyperventilating
For all I needed
All I needed
Was my friend
Now I’m all alone in Chicagoland.
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10. |
Baby, Please
05:24
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Oh I just wanna see your smile, my baby
Come and sit for a little while
We’ll talk about nothing oh
Come Sunday we will be
In our best clothes
Laughing off the week
I just wanna hear your laugh, my darling
A simple exhaling of the breath
That you’ve been holding
As tightly as your clammy hands
Holding up the world
Till they finally grew stiff
Oh I need a shock to my heart
For my mind and heart are worlds apart
I just wanna be set free
You tell me
Pack your bags, let’s go for a couple weeks
We’ll get out of this rut that we found ourselves in
We closed off the doors
To all our senses
I just wanna be alright
You tell me
I’ve been doing what it takes to feel alive
But nothings working
At least for the last few weeks
Baby, I need to feel something other than my own grief.
I need a shock to my heart
For my mind and heart are worlds apart
So take me as I am
And I swear I’ll understand
I’ll understand my friend
But I just wanna see you cry
My baby
Oh release what’s killing your insides
And tell me oh what it is that you need
Can’t find it for yourself
Than find it in me
I just wanna hear you scream
Let’s break the ice that’s been holding you down under sheets
For I swear we can get past anything
Oh together we can fight off all the bad feelings
For we need a shock to our hearts
Our mind and heart are worlds apart
My friend, you weren’t alone as you thought
You’re not alone in this
You’re not alone at all
You don’t have to feel it all on your own
You’re not alone in feeling
You’re not alone in feeling
You’re not alone in feeling
You’re not alone in feeling
You’re not alone in feeling
You’re not alone in feeling
For I’ll be in your ears
Telling you it’s alright
If you just trust me
Trust me trust me trust me trust me trust me
Baby please
Baby please
Baby please
Baby please
We’ll sing it together
We’ll sing it all
Melodies of life
Happy and raw
Baby please
Baby please
Baby please
Don’t leave me
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Irene Wilde Seattle, Washington
Avant-garde pop musician on a healing journey through art.
“ I paint figures that make beautiful
my own vulnerabilities. I sing about what makes me blush. This is me connecting in the way I know how.. For these parts we tend to hide, they too have a desire to be known.”
Pyrrhicae is coming October 1, 2021.
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