The Smokescreen Demos

by FORMILES

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the first demos we wrote and recorded as a band in 2014. we had justin DV remix and master them for us for this digital release

Track listing

1.PAGES (demo)
2. SMOKESCREEN (demo)

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released May 24, 2015

Recorded by Travers Chesney @ Pan studios, Geelong June 2014
Mixed and Mastered by Justin DV @ Twelvetone sound recordings, Altona VIC May 2015

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FORMILES Torquay, Australia

Jack Forsey - Guitars lead Vox
Samuel Patterson-
Drums, Vox
Logan Rae -
Bass, Vox

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Track Name: PAGES (DEMO)
It's all on faith
Blind faith
the need for answers
no evidence

It's all for these pages
and this ghost between the words
For a name, the blood spills
and you don't seem to see what's in plain sight

It's always been about control
the seeds of fear were planted
you watched them passed
passed down the lines
and watched it spread
watch it passed around again
watch it passed around again
this fear

why won't you read between the lines?
how can we expect change
when this is all we know?
Track Name: SMOKESCREEN (DEMO)
We feed this machine
It's all so familiar, but showing signs it's end is near
The paths we shouldn't dare to leave,
while they feed us
through our screens

So tell me do i repeat myself?
another broken toy on a dusty shelf
we sit quite ready to suck it up
wallets open
both eyes shut
Awake

The walls we build for ourselves
the wolves pick at our bones as we lay
still the wheels always spin
we convince ourselves
we need these things
wrapped up tight inside your greed
is this all we're meant to be?

But most of us see you
while we recklessly consume
our need to fit in
who are we to question?
We see you for all you are
and still we live, like we don't want to last
our comforts at what price?
we're running out of time

The walls we build for ourselves
the wolves pick at our bones as we lay
still the wheels always spin
we convince ourselves
we need these things
wrapped up tight inside your greed
is this all we're meant to be?