New Year's Eve

by Silent Islands

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New Year's Eve is the first demo album from alt-rock band, Silent Islands. Silent Islands is an all-girl group from Lewisburg, West Virginia. This album was produced by Jacob Spencer.

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released March 7, 2015

Lyrics by: Casielle Donahue, Izzi Jasperse, Jackie Sizemore, & Morgan Davidson
Instrumentation by: Catie Flint, Casielle Donahue, Izzi Jasperse, Jackie Sizemore, & Morgan Davidson
Produced by: Jacob Spencer

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Silent Islands Lewisburg, West Virginia

Silent Islands is a group of incredibly odd, musically-inclined teenagers. We like food, Skyrim, and creating all types of music. If you like what you see here, feel free to give us a like on Facebook and take a look at our website! You can listen to music that isn't on our album at our SoundCloud page. Links are below!
Thank you! - Casielle, Catie, Izzi, Jackie, and Morgan
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Track Name: Carnivale
Childhood secrets scrawled on the wall
Masquerade dancers crowding the hall
Whispering, shouting run
This will be so much fun

Mountains of pills to shove down your throat
You think we'll play nice
But surely we won't
The game's just beginning
And its all your fault
This will be so much fun

Shattered stained glass litters the past
Cutting our throats and painting our masks
Ribbons are flying, our friends are dying
Oh this will be so much fun

Blood runs thicker, the river runs red
Oh soon enough darling, your dreams will be dead
If childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies
Adolescence is the land of the dead

Crystal clear smiles and shadowy hosts
Invading your mind and bringing back ghosts
The game is ending, you're cutting it close
Oh this will be so much fun

We're bending the rules, your mind's being twisted
You're finally playing, the fog's being lifted
You're a dancer now, you move like a spider
Building your web, you think like a fighter

You're one of us now, you truly belong
Come take our hand, come sing our song
Waltz with us till the shadows of dawn
Oh this will be so much fun
Track Name: Insomniacs
We're insomniacs
Running around our cribs
We've run out of blankets
Chasing our tails, we spin

We're insomniacs
We pry our eyes open with fear
We shake and we tremble
Afraid what the darkness might hear

Here comes the zombie man, drooling his puddle of blood
The wolf man, he sharpens his claws on the rug
It's a tone deaf ragtime dance
and we're all caught in a trance of
Hallucinations
Hallucinations

With a holiday for witches and monsters under the bed
I toss and turn, my mouth it fills with the taste of dread
My daydreams are bad dreams, my skin of courage shed
I wake up every night and scream, "I'm about to lose my head"

We're insomniacs
Chewing our nails too thin
Running from nothing
Cuts break open our skin

We're insomniacs
Leaving a trail of red
We hide and we pray that
This madness is all in our heads

It's a nightmarish off-time beat
and we think it's kinda neat
With its hallucinations
Hallucinations


With a holiday for witches and monsters under the bed
I toss and turn, my mouth it fills with the taste of dread
My daydreams are bad dreams, my skin of courage shed
I wake up every night and scream, "I'm about to lose my head"

With a costume parade for demons and nightmares to be fed
Bar the windows and lock the doors, or the ghouls will have your head
My daydreams are bad dreams, my skin of courage shed
I wake up every night and scream, "I'm about to lose my head"
Track Name: Pariah
They call me Belle, they call me monster
They call me outcast, they call me shame
I try to run from this disaster
That I've become, that is my name

I want to leave this endless game
I can't go on, not in my pain
They call me Belle, they call me monster
They call me outcast, they call me shame

They call me Louis, they call me fear
They call me sin, I disappear
They want to burn me, they want to hear
My little screams, and see my tears

And I can't run, so I just wait
In the mud and in the rain
They call me Louis, they call me fear
They call me sin, so I disappeared

They call me pain, they call me fire
They call me death, they call me Cain
I kill and murder, I dare and escape
I fight with horror, honor can wait

And I don't care, just who I slaughter
It doesn't matter, no, not to me
They call me pain, they call me fire
They call me death, they call me Cain
Track Name: Cell Block 16
I had a few friends down in Cell Block 16
They were ruthless and terrifying and just downright mean
But they showed me the ropes, taught me how to survive
You have to be brutal if you want to stay alive

Cell Block 16 is a savage place
Full of vicious and cutthroat inmates
If you wanna make it through, don't ever show your face
Or those cold blooded convicts, your name they will erase

I served a lot of time down in Cell Block 16
In there for murder, thieving, and selling methamphetamine
I'm as cold as they come. I have no sympathy
But I know that no one down here has done crimes worse than me

Cell Block 16 is a savage place
Full of vicious and cutthroat inmates
If you wanna make it through, don't ever show your face
Or those cold blooded convicts, your name they will erase

Cell Block 16 is a merciless place
Full of callous and remorseless inmates
If you wanna make it through, don't ever show your face
Or a jailbird like me may put your spine out of place
Track Name: Zoo on Mercy Street
Paperback pony rides
and animal cut outs
Birds in mosaics, with lies in their feathers
and paper mache river trouts

Black and blue skin
Against red and tan bruises
The palest of roses
Against bloody cut coffins

An ocean of tears
Holding wishes afloat
A sailor of death, stuck in his boat
With nowhere to go

Ribbons of skin
That make up the people
Puddles of colour that fill in the world
Flowing in and outside of the lines
In and outside of the lines

Here on Mercy Street
We take our chances, and no one ever dies
We drink the dirt; we smoke the clouds
Here on Mercy Street

Stone faces carved on the street
To keep the sadness from lonely feet
We make hats, we make scarves
But never sell shoes, so our faces can have friends too

Paper plate voices shout from their cancer clubs
Reeling you in with their false promises

Splashes of ink
That outline the boundaries
Sugary hues tuck the sun into bed
Shading in and outside of the lines
In and outside of the lines

Here on Mercy Street
Where the beat quickens and no one ever cries
We praise the herds
We curse the wolves
Here on Mercy Street

Here on Mercy Street
Here on Mercy Street
Track Name: Crayon Head
She's got a mind like diamonds
Eyes just like bedroom sheets
A head full of crayons
Her image can't be beat

Her image can't be beat
Her image can't be beat

Red and blue ribbons lace her hair
A honeybee dress shows off skin so fair
She's droppin' jaws and meeting glares
She's causing a scene but she just don't care

Red and blue ribbons lace her hair
A honeybee dress shows off skin so fair
She's droppin' jaws and meeting glares
She's causing a scene but she just don't care

That girl's a jewel
and you are dreamin'
Thinking you could love
Something with that much freedom

With a face full of stars
and lips from the movies
Her heart is an engine
Her soul is a fog

Her soul is a fog

Black and white ties adorn her neck
Her ocean blue suit gets her respect
She's droppin' jaws and meeting glares
She's causing a scene but she just don't care

That girl's a gem
and you are reeling
You can't believe
She's even breathing

Standing alone, a quarter to 2
You see her and she sees you
Your heart is beating, you're stuck like glue
You smile at her, she winks at you

That boy's a prize
and you are kneeling
Hoping and praying
You get to meet him
Track Name: Possibly
Face to face in the night
Back to back in the light
A shadow, a flare
A dream, a nightmare
I could be anything, yes
I could be anything that everyone can see

Possibly, oh possibly
I'm never there, I'm everywhere
Possibly, oh possibly
I could be something new

The corner of your eye
The flicker down the hall
I could be watching, waiting
Staring you down

A predator, a murderer
A hellhound, a soldier

I could be anything, yes
I could be anything that no one can see

Possibly, oh possibly
I'm never there, I'm everywhere
Possibly, oh possibly
I could be something old

In your mind all the time
In the mirror a reflected face

A hater, a lover
A liar, a hero
A hater, a lover
A liar, a hero

I could be anything, yes
I could be anything that you can see

Possibly, oh possibly
I'm never there, I'm everywhere
Possibly, oh possibly
I could be you
Track Name: Eel Kukumburr
Stainless steel washers lined up in a row
16-bit beeping turned down low
Water tinging pink, but no one will know

Fluorescent lights shine oppressively cruel
Footsteps behind me, gotta keep my cool
A man asks for quarters, ha! What a tool

I’m still an angel with my silky wings
A golden halo fit for a king
The world has an illness and a cure I bring

In my pocket sits the knife of morality
Entitling me to precious immortality
Their blood flow was the only technicality
Track Name: Concrete
Time keeps on falling at my feet
Like stepping stones, each platform has
Its own emotional beat
and I'm walking drunk down the sidewalk
Swallowing my tears, swallowing my fears
and I'm going oh so far away x2

The sunset sets up another twilight
But I know it won't stay, and
I'm losing breath
I'm losing faith
Take the sun set away x2

Railings to keep you from a cliff
Keeping your freedom tangled in a knot
Yeah, that's what you've got
Twisting your words
Chasing the birds
Down the ocean boardwalk
Down red tinted streets
Snapping your back
at break neck speeds

The sunset sets up another twilight
But I know it won't stay, and
I'm losing breath
I'm losing faith
Take the sun set away x2

Time keeps on falling at my feet
Like stepping stones, each platform has
Its own emotional beat
and I'm walking drunk down the sidewalk
Swallowing my tears, swallowing my fears
and I'm going oh so far away x2

The sunset sets up another twilight
But I know it won't stay, and
I'm losing breath
I'm losing faith
Take the sun set away x2
Track Name: The Ice Cream Comic Book
I'm a candy caddy surgeon, I do it for kicks
I'm fixin' little boys and I'm fixin' on chicks
I steal from the thin as they wait at my door
and I fill them all up with sugar galore

I'm an Indian giver, with flies in my eyes
and I can't see nothin' but blackened out skies
I play a hard game that nobody wins
and I'll get up tomorrow and do it again

Ice cream man, we'll push your soft serve van over
Give back our money or give us our order
We wait in the rain for your song to come play
So the riot will start up again

I'm some millionaire's kid, with mountains of gold
But I chose the life that I ought to own
Based on grades on complexion and useless skills
Not worth much, just more bills

With iced rice popsicles and liver cones
I'm filling them with toxins and shipping them home
I'm paying for rent, I'm paying for god
and I didn't lose the car, just the parking lot

Ice cream man, we'll push your soft serve van over
Give back our money or give us our order
We wait in the rain for your song to come play
So the riot will start up again

I'm a pristine teenager with crabapple cheeks
I got nothing to lose, just pointless weeks
Well, I like to gamble, and I like to cheat
and I'm quick with my wit, just not quick on my feet

Well, it's all fun and games until someone gets sick
and that one is me and I'm going to quit
I'm done with this game, I'm losing my fame
I don't want to play anymore

Ice cream man, we'll push your soft serve van over
Give back our money or give us our order
We wait in the rain for your song to come play
So the riot will start up again

I'm a pencil pushing daisy pusher
I block out the noise
of crying kids and racecar skids and electric toys
I'm waiting on angels, I'm waiting on hell
and whoever gets there first, best have something to sell
I'm not racin' for a placin' at the tippity top
and nothing but death is gonna make me stop
I won't hit the brakes, I won't hit the gas
I'll just sit here like an animal being watched through the glass
Through the glass