Fin

by Centennials

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released May 12, 2017

Rhonette Smith – Vocals, Guitar, Piano
Stephen Hoydis – Guitar, Vocals
Dennis Reitmar – Bass, Vocals
Pete Stern – Drums, Percussion, Hammond

Produced by Nishit Nandankar & Centennials.
Recorded & mixed by Nishit Nandankar.
All songs written & performed by Centennials.
Mastered by SoundLAB.
Layout by Pete Stern & Michelle Hoydis.

Special Thanks:
Brittney On Fire and the Court Tavern staff, Michelle Hoydis, Nishit Nandankar, Erin Horigan, Ed and Shelli Hussey, Theresa Hyslop, everyone who has come to a show and shared the stage with us, and of course YOU for buying/stealing/sharing this EP! Oh, and Jeff Goldblum.

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Track Name: Rarities
I’ve been behind closed doors, don't know what I've been searching for
Some kind of release, something's buried deep in me
The days seem to be growing longer, growing tired, wearing thin
So with my hands pointed toward the sky I reach for such great heights

I've never been so sure, I've never been so sure
Until this moment, until we reached for heaven
They told me not to reach for things that I can't see, for things that just can't be
You will learn to believe, you will remember me
These are the rarities

The few and far between, the faintest of dreams
I've bottled everything, don't know where life is taking me
We're on a never-ending road
And if we don't grab a hold we're sure to lose it all

I've never been so sure, I've never been so sure
Until this moment, until we reached for heaven
They told me not to reach for things that I can't see, for things that just can't be
You will learn to believe, you will remember me
These are the rarities

You will learn to believe, you will remember me
These are the rarities
Track Name: Castles in Spain
A battle is brewing
The devil and God are raging inside me
This war has gone on long and strong and I’m failing

I’m making a life of thin branches and building a house made of glass
I built castles in Spain, found a home in clichés and I can’t find my way back

I’ll sculpt you into the perfect piece and make you out to be everything
I keep my head in the clouds for fear of what lurks underground
I do this to myself and no one can help me now

I’m making a life of thin branches and building a house made of glass
I built castles in Spain, found a home in clichés and I can’t find my way back
Track Name: Self Talk
They’ll build you up on compliments and make it so you won’t forget that
Hidden in the passive message are aggressive undertones
It's hard to be yourself when you struggle with your confidence
And all you ever want is to be someone else

I know I don't love myself now
But if I could find some love in me somehow
I'd paint my sky in colors that I like tonight
Track Name: Funerals
Funerals are for the living, nothing here is for the dead
We have reached the time and place to fill ourselves with regret
Sympathy is for the weak
I’d rather stand on my two feet than to let my last breath be wasted on apologies

The rain is getting harder here
The lights will flicker, signaling a call to arms, a battle cry
Knowing time’s not on my side
If I have to die, just let me die

I wonder how I would be
If I moved forward on this one way street
No tears to cry or breaths to hold in, just moving forward until the end

Funerals are for the living, nothing here is for the dead
We have reached the time and place to fill ourselves with regret
Sympathy is for the weak
I’d rather stand on my two feet than to let my last breath be wasted on apologies

(I am trying to be strong, I am trying to be strong)

In this handshake-line procession
With all these "I'm sorry for your loss"-es
It's as empty as this casket and I'm just here
In a room with way too many flowers and I'm choking on the air
And I try to hold my breath but my eyes tear

You never wake up, never go to sleep
You're just lying on your back and it goes
On and on, and on and on, and on and on, and on
Track Name: Rumspringa
This could be my last chance, my last breath in my hands
If only the future was as clear as I’d like it to be
When I was young I didn’t want to grow old but the world has made me cold
Where is the warmth that I used to have when the darkness tried to pull me in?

If I live without living, I’ll die with regret
And this pain in my chest will become a habit
I’ll spend the rest of my life drowning in it
Drowning in who the world has made me
Drowning in it, drowning in it

Turning through old pages of old stories and times
The broken record of tears and scars of mine
Who would have thought I would have made it this far?
So close to the end, but with what left to show for it?

If I live without living, I’ll die with regret
And this pain in my chest will become a habit
I’ll spend the rest of my life drowning in it
Drowning in who the world has made me
Drowning in it, drowning in it