No Beast

No Beast (2026)

Recorded in Brighton, MA and Somerville, MA

Habits

Nighttime revision
Force forgotten
Make yourself known
Swindle your past
Gatekeeping facts
When they’re out the window
We should know by now
To orchestrate
Finish your story
Bloodshot or chlorine
Habits postponed
Thrill of the ride
Once upon a time
Some ending you chose
Let’s say we know by now
To orchestrate
Rusted gears start to turn
Jealous fears crash and burn
Burn
Burn

Cash Out

I found ugly today
I righted no wrongs
Sorry looking so-so songs
And I can't get you to admit it
The love just isn't there
It pays off
It pays off
To sell
Unrecognizable face
Some call it nonchalance
Drawn lines you dare not cross
So anti-analytic
There's no more love out there
Paid off
They're paid off
Clientele

Kind Venom

Weight off of your shoulder
Wait...do I know you?
"You'll understand when you're older"
Could not be farther
Farther from the truth

Steal my best punchlines
Squeal at my own jokes
Taste every note of the young wines
Your venom's been kind
Much kinder than most
The cameras are on
And nobody's home

Bite down
Taste the iron for once and smile
Show us your teeth
We're on the edge of our seats

Keep all of their eyes glued
Creep into their brains
Raise hell and high water won't you?
You get to spawn new
Spawn new from the flames
What'd you chalk it up to?
New ground to be gained?
You're locked in the groove
Dancing on graves

Bite down
Taste the iron for once and smile
Show us your teeth
We're on the edge of our seats

Catapult

Been stocking up on
Juicy memory
Taste's halfway gone
Devoid of the comedy
Float melatonin
Fifth alarm going off
One knot only
You pull it undone

No matter how high up
You could never ever take the fall
Won't you meet me at your riot?
Cut and run, close catapult
Maybe sit with it
I swear I'm not tired
Just resting my eyes

Welcome the question
Stoic quote or three
No expression
Pounce on the tragedy
Fake melatonin
Foreward rewind
One trick pony
Biding our time

Ask the tougher question
More than a little distant

No matter how high up
You could never ever top that fall
Hard launch the pariah
Cut and run, close catapult
Maybe sit with it
I swear I'm not tired
Just resting my eyes

Precipice Party

Lifetimes of the day-to-day
Calcified, ready to play
A real doesn't-care-what-you-say-type
Heat-seeking

Echoes all the dull cowboys
Wrecking ball to background noise
No inner monologue or voice
Nice try, nice try

Poured into a window seat
Perfect view, bad company
Hair of the dog gone off-leash
He's teething

Better luck with lies I'm told
Fortune's fucked if I may be so bold
Enough is enough with the old soul
I cry, I cry

Party at the precipice
Guess how high the prices fetched?
Starving and evolving into dust
Taking stock sure takes the piss
Out of nearly everything
There's the rub and that's the risk you run
Run
Run

One-Way Mirror

I might live to be dead wrong
Try to love what I'll never know
Fall asleep like a sermon
Much more fun than God's best show

My soul glaucomas
My soul glaucomas
Arrives at the front of the line
Speed up speed up the slowness
Speed up speed up the slowness
Forgive me I got lost in the high

Learn to read upside-down
Bite the hand that feeds
Desire like the band so quiet
Plays you, plays you to your seat

Eyelids shut, ringing ears
My bad, no-can-see-hear-or-do
My dumb ass, so sincere
One-way mirror, show me my truth

My soul glaucomas
My soul glaucomas
Arrives at the front of the line
Forget forget-to-know-yous
Forget forget-to-know-yous
Forgive me I bought into the lie

Learn to read upside-down
Bite the hand that feeds
Put out the heated moment
Take your time, take your time to breathe

MPG

Done turning gray
I've been barreling through
Push button shoving
I'm not one to lie to you
Ripple in the air
Whenever you get close
I'll lend an ear
Take me and the bottle back home

Why don't you drive?
Why don't you drive?
And I'll lie in the backseat
Don't let me fall asleep

Soak up the light
Before snow hides the leaves
These candy people
Dolling out the cavities
You take your toothache
I'll have your heart attack
Unreal magic
Let's not spoil the final act

Why don't you drive?
Why don't you drive?
Eat the night, it's my treat
Go get stuck in every crease
Get stuck

Floor it
Floor it and floor me

Reclawed

No branch to offer
No fight of the century
Reclawed, rage clouds
You're running out
You are running out your battery
Your battery

You fancy the mirror
You belong in the seventies
Old world, oh that's rich
But where is your forest?
Tell me where is your forest?
Through the trees
Through the trees

A tradeoff grown tired of
Penciled in your calendar
Sawn in half, same self-worth
Circus math makes us hurt
Each other
Return to sender
Make no mistake
The claws are out
The call is coming
From inside the house

The Night Market

Payday came early so I made it downtown
A sky of faces, mountains of doubt
Glow-sticking girl sings her hymns from above
Offbeat and off-key
At the night market love

Walk off the runway right into chagrin
Hell-based failsafe, laughable cringe
Do whatever you can to fill up your cup
All is forgiven
At the night market love

Two thousand levels then I'm handed the key
I make my breakfast panicked and free
Bargain with jokers, they all leave me the crumbs
"Ask for a discount, honey"
At the night market love

We lined up for nothing
They got what we paid for
Hell, that's something
Hell, that's something

No Beast

If you've done wrong
Sing your best melody
Forgiveness it grows on trees
You had your fun
In a desert of revelry
High temp, low humidity

I get my bearings
Running full speed
No grandiose gesture
Just you and me
I get my bearings
Upstairs, downstream
Some M.C. Escher
Supersymmetry

Overexposed
Silence gets amplified
A perfect time to advertise
Dead frozen roads
Pavement cracks until it cries
Stomach bigger than its eyes
All skin and bones
A diet of auto-replies
Short and sweet and long goodbyes

I get my bearings
Running full speed
No grandiose gesture
Just you and me
I get my bearings
Upstairs, downstream
Some M.C. Escher
Supersymmetry

God left a blinker on
Classic misdirection
The backdrop of Babylon
Who asked for a trilogy?
Good times I'll never see
At least we got clarity

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