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2120

by Fourmarks

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An interstellar track that crashlands into the present, 2120 is a triumphant rocket fuelled escape from the claustrophobia of gravity...

How can we even imagine a future when the present is so bleak? The germination of this track began in the vacuum stasis of 2020 lockdown, 2120 is a rallying cry from the future to wake up the present. It’s a musical slap in the face to apathy and a sonic alarm clock for the senses. It’s irreverent. It’s urgent. It’s loud.

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I’m tired, feel hollow
No pills I can swallow
Crave touch. I’m so lonesome
I’ve been here, rock bottom

I’m wired with sorrow
Please take me, I’ll follow
My time here, was borrowed
I’ll give back, tomorrow

Acid rain is pissing down again
I’m stuck indoors, i’m locked down, I’m such a shame
I’m getting fat, rat I’m stuck in a cage
I need this fresh air, I miss the old days

And I’ve got voices in my ear
Order me to disappear
Telling me don’t persevere
Don’t know why they interfere

If I’m going out, I’ll do it my way…

I want a change
Staring at four walls
That look the same
I just want a break
To keep me sane
But there’s no room
On flights to space
Again…

I should find a god for strength
I’m a bit intense
I think it’s all the stress
Or maybe it’s the intoxicants

I will find a god and repent
I’m a bit incensed
I think I might be depressed
The doc thinks it’s lack of oxygen

Acid rain is changing all my traits
Barricades, stay safe, now autocracy reigns
Supplies controlled, order maintained
Amazon coupon, cashing rations to sustain

I want a change
Staring at four walls
That look the same
I just want a break
To keep me sane
But there’s no room
On flights to space
Again…

I should find a god for strength
I’m a bit intense
I think it’s all the stress
Or maybe it’s the intoxicants

I will find a god and repent
I’m a bit incensed
I think i might be depressed
The doc thinks it’s lack of oxygen

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released April 19, 2024
Written, recorded and produced by Singh-Jones & Douglas
Mixed by Russ Russell
Mastered by Barry Grint

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Fourmarks London, UK

Whipsmart electronics, razor-sharp rock dynamics, lysergic pop savvy and provocative lyrical substance. Fourmarks are a DIY four piece band who write, record and produce all their work. All works are released on Apathetic Records.

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