Destiny Repeats Itself

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    Bubblemath's 2nd full length studio album, released in 2017. Digipak with lyric booklet.

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I’ve got a mission. I’ve got a heart condition. Still, I’m gonna spread it; I don’t need an excuse. Why should I bother? I wanna be a father. I want all the credit. I will reproduce. Destiny choosing me. Each little facet, I’m gonna up and pass it down to my descendants to pass each on in turn. And what it does, I don’t really care, because I won’t be in attendance. It’s not my concern. Destiny using me.

Hating the fates for the things that we’re not, the closing of the gates pulls the strings of our destiny taut with the traits that it brings to our plot. Genealogy waits in the wings while our bodies rot.

Tiny financial burdens become substantial. Too many to list ‘em, each one worse than before. That’s where they’re headed; station has been embedded. All part of the system that I will ignore. Destiny losing me.

My limitations over the generations keep everyone there in their inherited place. Fertile and failing, all of my children trailing out into the barren future they must face.

Nothing we’ve had in the known little universe helps us to add to our own, so we shout and we curse. Acting bad to the bone till we’re in the hearse. Leaving us sad and alone, and it just gets worse.

I’m gonna send my spawn, fulfilling my only goal, spiraling on and on forever out of control. I’ll never know who’s who or what becomes of their lives. I don’t care what they do, and I don’t care who survives. Destiny bending me, ending me.

Watching the world go by with every door slamming shut, no matter what they try, their status stays in a rut till they run out of space. No way to win any round. Running the human race, they’ll run it into the ground. Destiny carries me, buries me.

Hating the fates for the things that we’re not, the closing of the gates pulls the strings of our destiny taut with the traits that it brings to our plot. Genealogy waits in the wings while our bodies rot. Nothing we’ve had in the known little universe helps us to add to our own, so we shout and we curse. Acting bad to the bone till we’re in the hearse. Leaving us sad and alone, and it just gets worse.

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from Edit Peptide, released May 26, 2017
Music: Bubblemath
Lyrics: Kai Esbensen

Blake Albinson: Electric guitar
Jay Burritt: Electric bass, fretless electric bass
Kai Esbensen: Keyboards, vocals
James Flagg: Drums, vocals
Jonathan G. Smith: Lead vocals, electric guitar, acoustic guitar

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Bubblemath Minneapolis, Minnesota

Condensing out from the icy mists of Minneapolis, Minnesota, the first official incarnation of Bubblemath took shape in 1995. But the winds of circumstance were hard on poor, innocent Bubblemath, and the band found itself shaped and re-shaped, again and again, until the current and definitive lineup achieved full realization in October of 1998. ... more

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