Signal Burden is an indie band from Philadelphia. Rick(Cackle) Cox is manning the helm for the new CD "Lost Signals" as singer/songwriter/guitar/bass with drums provided by Josh Philips. The band is currently looking for a guitarist and bassist located in and around the Philadelphia area. Current plans to tour are unknown at this point.
The CD "Lost Signals" is more of an introspective cd exploring deep-seated thoughts about society and life in general. The song "Chosen Free" is an example of the lack of fulfillment in today's age while "Give me some love, Give me some drugs" takes a hard look into Doctor - Patient relationships with prescribed drugs. "On your own" explores a loss too deep to fathom while "Can't live a lie" is a young adult's rock anthem to say the least. The power-ballad "Gift you gave me" explores a young relationship that just doesn't work out but thru closure, freedom and understanding is acquired along with the knowledge that it's okay if it's not "meant to be".
Can’t live a lie
Think you have me here I’m all grown up but still trapped in your fear Gave me a rattle and the words came thru Now I only cue
Can’t live my life With you on my back Can’t live my life With all this crap Can’t live my life With your fat ass Can’t live a lie Where are my balls
To stand up to you Your howling moans & Conjured tools All these selfish reasons I’m sick of retreating.
Give me some love Give me some drugs
Patch up my problem Patch up all of my pain No virus no disease No evidence of shameYou stick me you prick me You love to see me again Pay the bill when I'm ill I don't think I know I'm dead Come on doctor please Give me some love Give me some drugs Prescribe the shit To take life's edge off Can't legally get the stuff myself You're my dealer my shield I only want your help Zoloft Ritalin Lithium it's what I need Syringes that make me cringe The viles that are part of my creed Come on doctor please Give me some love Give me some drugs Prescribe the shit To take life's edge off Come on doctor please Give me some love Give me some drugs Pills for paranoia Anything that's a rush Give me what I need Prescribe it all to me.
I used to see Where I was Inside of me And I used to breath It seemed so clear I was chosen free Now I’m here I was chosen free Don’t wanna be Forgotten and spent. I wanna live on Dont wanna cry At speeches of shame Just wanna live my life The way I know how I was chosen free The way I know how I was chosen free Don't wanna be A lifer at this job Anymore Just want a big Screen TV And Vermouth Sweatin from my pores I was chosen free Sweatin from my pores I was chosen free And I used to see Where I was Inside of me And I use to breath It seemed so clear That I wasn’t goin anywhere Now I m here I was chosen free That I wasn’t goin anywhere.Now I’m here I was Chosen free.
On You’re Own
I tried so hard to show you this world To no avail you wept In despair you left He won't tempt you no more Promised that you'd be pure Never gave it time to work This rain falls down no more You’re on your own You’re little box you in This flight will take you to the heavens In & around the clouds Your hanging somewhere so far You’re on your own The lord will reap your soul He won't bestow Any promise to let you go I say farewell to my gold You’re on your own.
First time around
Stab me with your stare Do you what you need to do Capture me with your long blonde hair Long as you go back to my room Drink a little wine make sure were high enough Make this feel good and tight The first time around Silhouette sheets You lipstick lush We don’t have to play these games Cause we’re at the brink of lust Peel of all your clothes And I’ll follow suit Lick you up and down While I make my move Drink a little wine make sure were high enough Make this feel good and tight The first time around We’ll drink a little wine make sure were both High enough Make this feel good & tight The first time around.
Gift you gave me
Saved a piece of your hair Deep down wish you’d still care About me on repair Relationships are not fair I was too young And a fool I ‘m glad I’m done With you I won’t regret I won’t forget This gift you gave me Now I’m looking back So glad you left Was the best thing that happened to me My first one Supposed to be special and then some Never happened to me Glad you gave up on me We were too young Not that I realized Caught up in my own emotions Led to my demise I won’t regret I won’t forget This gift you gave me Now I’m looking back So glad you left Was the best thing that happened to me
Diamond in the Rough
Mom & Dad don’t know If they did it would wreck them That their little angel’s a thief Doing cocaine & speed I used to be a diamond in the rough Now I’m stenciled out of shit I’m handcuffed Who do I blame I only blame me Can’t remember a time A meal stared me in the eyes Miles of asphalt to breathe I’m only running from me I used to be a diamond in the rough Now I only seem to fuck things up Who do I blame I only blame me Can’t stop this pain Voids & voids I display Don’t even know where I belong I used to be a diamond in the rough Now I’m stenciled out of shit, I’m handcuffed I used to be a diamond
You never bothered with me
Old woman lyin in her bed Wonderin what’s going thru her head Haven’t seen me in 20 years The look of fear appears Incrdeulous stares ponderous eyes Beam right back at me in despise Am I here to collect some debt or Am I hear for inheritance I look in glee You never bothered with me I laugh in pity You never bothered with me The count goes on Graduation weddings have come and gone Invited to all but she’s never seen I’m not good with people Excuses no longer ring I look in glee You never bothered with me I laugh in pity You never bothered with me I’m just here as your dutiful reminder What good memories Are you takin down under Maybe the problem Was with my brother Maybe my sister or me In her eyes my mother All good people but it’s a shame Granny didn’t feel that way She stayed in her house she stayed away Calling for the Doctor to bring Now you lie there pissed at somethin You never bothered with me.
Will I keep the door closed
Wake up in the morning With my eyes still closed Roll outta bed Wearin no clothes Will I keep the door closed Will I decide to let you in Or will I close the door On our relationship again Will I keep the door closed Will I keep the door closed? I never trusted you Wake up from a dream I pretended not to know you Lyin in my cortex The visions I refuse Think I’ve decided to curse you out My speech still studderin my hands tremor about Never trusted my instincts Never trusted you being with me Wish I would let you in Wish I would Never trusted me Never trusted you.
Killing just name
Can’t purge these thoughts Can’t let me decide my fate Offered a gun to solve This crisis I face Is murder the way Years and years it’s paved A society of graves Killing just a name He wronged my family Sought out his name Do I appease my instincts And Hold a gun to his face Is murder the way Years and years it’s paved Society of graves Killing just a name Murder’s a choice I don’t wanna make.
They’re here In cornfields they rear Their ugly heads Large dark eyes In hopes to inflict fear They’re comin They’re comin They’re comin They’re here Around the house The footsteps grow Underneath the wind Underneath their shadows The house is boarded But they’ll find a way in I’ve got to repent to god And have my revolver listenin They’re comin They’re comin They’re comin They’re here Strange glow in the sky I can’t hear myself cry I can’t hear myself cry I can feeel myself slowly die Green & blue skin Weird lights and eyes So this is what it may feel like to die.
On the edge
My pager’s going off And I begin to cough At the doctor’s office It’s a sin My health is on a whim And that’s no exaggeration Stress, duress, and emptiness Gone is my wife’s irratating stares Cigarettes and a bottle of beck’s Is keeping me from the edge So I haven’t grown up yet When I was expected to Runnin ‘round with my doubt I am a 4:00 in the morning fool Stress, duress, and emptiness Gone is my wife’s irritating stares Cigarettes and a bottle of beck’s Is keeping me from the edge Wastin, wastin time In a bar where I have the Ceiling memorized And the beer never stops Being poured Into a glass The glass I adore Stress, duress, and emptiness Gone is my wife’s irritating stares Cigarettes and a bottle of beck’s Is keeping me from the edge.
Special thanks - Josh Philips for the amazing drums/percussions that really bring out the sparkle in the songs.
To my wife, Kris, for allowing me to record all of this in a closet under the stairs when the closet could have been better put to use for storage. My two fun little ones - Eric and Brandon - and my extended family.