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The Projectionist

by Peter Anthony Red

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Peter Anthony Red "The Projectionist" ©2012 Quintic. He sits alone. A mechanical room. One single light. No indication of whether the time is day or night. He sets the film on the spool, the one everyone had paid to see. He turns switch - and he doesn't exist. He becomes a machine who hears the sound. (Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha) And the audience laughs, and the audience cries. (Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha) As he tries to pretend that he's watching his life. (Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha) And they don't know that he's there. Till the day he's not there.
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Never Enough 04:21
Peter Anthony Red "Never Enough" ©2012 Quintic. It seems you learn your limitations In the feeling that you've already dared. And if you feel the hesitation, It isn't cause you weren't prepared The shivers down your spine are echoes The ripples in the gutters you've bled So when you feel the urge to let go Remember that you're already dead in the eyes of the world. You know it's never enough. You try, but you never give up. You know it's never enough. For you. All the dreams, all the time in was never enough All the tears all the fighting was never enough All the things that you strive for will burn and rust All the schemes all the lies, oh. Though they scream for a sign, no it's never enough Wanna reach for the sky but it's never enough They'll agree that you shined once you've turned to dust. All the schemes all the lies, oh. Behind every door is a question You answered when you turned the key And life can only teach you a lesson You master when you learn to breathe. Till then it's never enough. You tried, but you never gave up. But it just wasn't enough. Cause there was always too much to lose.
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Spiral 05:53
Peter Anthony Red “Spiral” ©2012 Quintic. Yes, I sense the numbing, best intentions crumbling Tension in my blood is begging me to punish Anything I love and every dream you covet Ends up being cut and empathy is summoned Steadily corruption enters me and sucks the Energy to thrust my tendencies out of my body And out of my soul, sending me deeper Weakened, I’m spiraling out of control, and the higher I go And it’s everything or nothing, lest I’m feeling something Penalties will come and hell will be the summit Just forget the suffocating nature of it Eventually you’ll crush the threats that seem redundant Let it be just what it intends to be, and drug myself in attempts to flush it chemically out of my body And out of my soul, sending me deeper - Weakened, I’m spiraling out of control, and the higher I go On the precipice, next to the end of my senses Possessed when I’m tempted, Obsessed with the ending I delve in to pen a duet with dissension Attempting to lessens this sense of descending. Below…and I’m falling down further it seems And I’m close the bottom, the curvature swings And the slope is impossible, swerving and steep As I roll on, I’m hollow and slurring my speech I begin to unravel, the inner me is battling for the saddle, and willingly - I’m traveling on a path with a cliff that’s deep - and accidents – when they happen – will sympathy exist for me? As if Innocence, It existed? Will they weep? If my sins where this cataclysmic, indiscreet - And these incidents add up - witnessed in the streets Will they wince or just laugh in relief? I need to feel something at some point from someone or some kind of substance, for some type of sustenance Sometimes I suffer in silence, But as soon as swells, then I set off the sounds of my sirens On the precipice, next to the end of my senses Possessed when I’m tempted, Obsessed with the ending I delve in to pen a duet with dissension Attempting to lessen this sense of descending. On the precipice, next to the end of my senses Possessed when I’m tempted, Obsessed with the ending I delve in to pen a duet with dissension Attempting to lessen this sense of depression. On the precipice, next to the end of my senses Possessed when I’m tempted, Obsessed with the ending I delve in to pen a duet with dissension Attempting to lessen this sense of descending. Top layer: Both hands open, I tumble Coldly embracing the fall Here you are again, good to see you Don't think I've missed you at all Hold tight... Here it goes Oh right... There is nothing For you... To hold on It's your turn now, so... Round and round I go Spinning downward on the spiral ledge Moving faster today Than I did yesterday When I thought I was closer to the end Round and round I go. Spinning downward on the spiral ledge. Looping in circles, No proof of this vertigo Truth is – it’s all in my head Truth is – it’s all in my head Truth is – it’s all in my head Truth is – it’s all in my head Truth is – it’s all in my head ------------------------------------- Don't pick me up. Just let me drown. Don't pick me up. Just let me drown. Just close your eyes and turn around Pull back your hand - Don't pull me up Just close your eyes If you could feel the things I feel Then you would know Just what it is To fall down So far below The darkest smoke A blackened view Where there's no wrong and there's no right And there's no rules And there's no start And there's no you And there's no me No recollection.. Who I used to be One day I'll know Just how it feels - To wear those clothes To be myself One day I'll know To forge the steel To be the one To save myself From myself. This shining knight A pale white horse And off he rides. Till I feel something I haven't felt Since I was born. Since I was born. Since I was born. ------------------------------------- The spiral works both ways The lines will curve and tighten You’ll find you’ll know the way You won’t be hurt or frightened A life that learns no pain Will never yearn to heighten So fight the cold and strain Rewind to where the light is -------------------------------------
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Climb 03:51
Peter Anthony Red “Climb” ©2012 Quintic The silence. The solitude. In the moment You're broken. The fragments Don’t seem to fit When I piece them together again. And my weight bent And snapped those rungs On the scaffolds And the ladders. I’m reaching For what can’t be hung From my pedestal That I’m forced to defend.. (If you could only rise above) All the eyes of, those watching (If you could only rise above) I’d be free from, all the consequences of my actions, and my treasons My deeds and all my demons With a changed view of the five-ton me That I’m chained to. So I wanna climb to where I don’t belong And I wanna climb until my air escapes And I wanna climb to where the light dissolves And I wanna climb until nothing can fall again And I wanna climb until my lungs are drawn And I wanna climb till I don’t feel the weight And I wanna climb until the ache is gone And I wanna climb till I disintegrate And I wanna climb. And I wanna climb. And I wanna climb. And I wanna climb. Climb till I disintegrate. If you could only rise above. You won't have to fall again.
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Stones 03:11
Peter Anthony Red "Stones" © 2012 Quintic. In the end, we count the stones What we killed and what we made No account of who we were Just the signs above the grave Golden glory, long ago Kings and queens of royal name All have fallen from their thrones Silver screens and beauties fade And we ponder on the show As the words begin to scroll In the end we're just names on a stone on a grave.

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Peter Anthony Red makes his recorded debut with the release of 'The Projectionist' - a sweeping conceptual EP which follows a short, yet powerful narrative of a forgotten man working through the emotional roller coaster of a breakdown and subsequent search for personal reinvention.

Stay tuned for the forthcoming full-length album, 'Hyperrealism'.

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released June 26, 2012

Lyrics & Vocals by: Peter Anthony Red
(T. Rojas) © 2012 Quintic.
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