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Theatria

by Theatria

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SlashedSucubus You can clearly hear where they came from. Great experimental sound with just so much potential and giving what they have to their best. Favorite track: Marie DeSalle.
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1.
Introduction 00:56
It's an instrumental, silly!
2.
I'm not about to make a difference, so save your sorries, love For someone who can better compensate you. I never mattered much... You never mattered to me, anyway. Yet here I am, love. Every step and every breath seems a lot like... With every breath and every step, get me lost in you. Tame me. It's nothing special, but it's yours. Tame me. I'm trembling in your eyes, yet here I am. I never got a chance to tell you how much I'm sorry, love. For who am I to underestimate you? You never mattered much, yet here I am, love. Every step and every breath seems a lot like... With every breath and every step, get me lost in you. Tame me. It's nothing special, but it's yours. Tame me. I'm trembling in your eyes, yet here I am. It's over; Everything I dreamed just slipped right through because I was too far gone to love.
3.
Gordon 02:22
The air I breathe with my lungs makes a different sound each time it's coming in. My heart stops beating and words lose meaning when you factor in my every flaw. Say you weren't the last one, you sick mess. Like cellophane, I see straight through you and I walk on by. Let's say you even made an effort. What would it be for? “To make you dwell on inhibitions until you can't see a thing.”
4.
She said, “I could have done this better without you, and I never said a thing that I didn't mean.” I'm left to reminisce. See, I remember this so well because I faced it on my own while all my hopes and dreams crashed down, bottled up and worn away. “See, I'm still making up my mind,” she said. “I could have done this better without you, but I don't regret a thing.” “Loud,” she said. “Sing out again.” What was I to do? “Never burn a bridge without me. Don't sing or write a song about me.” You're all that's wrong about me. My only, you.
5.
Reasons 03:47
I hear you say, “It never gets easier than when we're floating around.” I hear you say you want out from it; take what you need. I'm such an impossible mess, I make the words mean next to nothing. Phased out, you'll see the other side of letting me go free. Oh, was I supposed to feel sold out? “I doubt so.” Your doubts won't save you now, they're in the way. If they still talk about us, then we're successful. It's not a crime not to believe in me. It's okay, you're okay. Since I believe, the other side is begging me, “Oh please. Spare my face of radiance. Spare us all this fate.” Since I believe, the other side is begging me, “oh please...”
6.
Take me out in peace. I pray you'll only hear me. I guess you know by now that it never made a difference. You talk and talk and never stop to listen. Maybe I'm coming through to you? Hear me out, dear: I've had it with you. You wear me out and I try my best to fall away, far away. It breaks me just to think about it. Take it out on me, it might be what I need. I guess you know by now that it never made a difference. You talk and talk and never stop to listen. Maybe I'm coming through... Hear me out, dear: I've had it with you. You wear me out and I try my best to fall away, far away. It breaks me just to think about it. I've thought this through, and if every day is the same then fall away, far away from me. You know you'll want to, but you'll never see the sunrise like I do. You never hear the side of me that pleads for you, begs for you to stop. I pray you'll only hear me...
7.
Make me empty, don't tell me anybody's ever been this low. Listen to me, don't stop for anybody. Take back all I know. All I know are solemn tales of elegance, they're lost in misery. The fleeting sense of loss surrounds me. I know that I've been caught between “the better man” and me. I've wept for stars and angels, and lost myself in some. What do I know? I've lost myself in everything I've ever wanted. I can't feel me anymore, I lost myself at “can we start again?” It's not the first or only time you've left yourself behind. I've tried to leave this all behind but all of me is still here. Now is not the answer, here is not alright. I just need room to think. Oh, how you make me empty.
8.
Respect 03:42
You say what you know. I can speak for myself no more. It's your turn. Out, beyond these eyes, I've grown sick of what's clawing inside. You're so sure you know. What if youre wrong? Blinded to everything, I see the light and I'm gone. Save us from you. Save us from useless and differing sights. I can't see out. Save us from you. Save all the misguided youth, take us back to that place and say, “It's not too late for you. You want to go home? But Love, you're home... Do you see just what I see? I see you, flawlessly. You want out. You want to go, you need to be free.” S.O.S. : Save ourselves from ourselves.
9.
January 03:05
Let's go. I've never known enough to stay away, to be the one who knows just what to say. And oh, the things I do say... They keep me awake. Take them back, or mean them better? I've made it that everything but free is necessary. Made it so easy on everyone but me, complimentary. I'm anything but free. You know enough to say that I should look at me to see enough to figure the dream, the reason for me. It's all that I can think about, or speak. It's everything I have to give. Let me indulge in all you are.
10.
The way you spell it out, it never made sense. The words I'm hearing now make you seem worlds away. Just listen to you now. It's necessary to leave no room for doubt in anything you say. Leave it up to you to glorify and hide the fact that you were wrong. Leave it up to you to run away. I'm overwhelmed by the things you've said. Left for dead? Well, there's nothing better. Take it back, carry on, let go. Spare me the innocent plea. Reeking of guilt, proven right by the lies, I'm not giving in. I won't give in.
11.
Speak up darling, I can't quite hear you yet. It's more than I have left in me to see you away. I hope that you might get better, and I wonder why you never let me in. Your sickness is deafening me. You depend on everything. Why can't you see your sickness is deafening me? In the morning, your summer-fueled regret pools with scorn in your eyes. And I know I'm not your favourite option, but maybe we can make a truce. But what's it to you? You'll sit back and wonder why I never let you in. To see you away, to see you like this... It tears me up. You hate everything. Give me a sign.
12.
I don't need a sign, I just need a way out of this. Forget about forgiving me. I'm not a saint, but I don't need a lesson in faith. Don't give up on me. Promise me you'll stay right here while I'm gone, running from the fate of my excuses. There's nothing special about this place. There's nothing special about giving up, giving in, and forgetting who you are. To fall out of line; such care-free, unnatural bliss. It's not about the way that you feel. It's the way you make the most of each day. Don't give up on me, promise me. I'll say when you've had enough. I've had it up to here with my uselessness. They say, "everything happens with reason." Then why am I here? Words are worthless.
13.
"That's quite enough," she said. "I've never cared enough to care for you." Now I'm at wit's end. "I never cared at all." "Say something with substance, then I'll waste my time on you." Now I'm at wit's end, she never card at all. Say you'll be there. "But I never make promises," she barely sighed. It's all that I can do to wait for you, my love. "But I can't love." 'Then what's enough,' I plead. 'To write so many lines in vain for you?' "Don't get me wrong," she said. "I never cared at all." "Sing something worth hearing, then I'll waste my time on you." Now I'm at wit's end, she never card at all. Say you'll be there. "But I never make promises," she barely sighed. It's all that I can do to wait for you, my love. But I won't. "Loud," she said. "What was I to do?" It's all that I can do to wait for you, my love. "Say you'll be there." But I never make promises, I barely sighed. "The least that you can do is wait for me, my love." That's quite enough.
14.
Hey, it might be too late, but look past yourself before you waste away your golden days with hate. You think too much. Yeah, you're out of touch, you see. Do I know you anymore? Who do you think you are? Your foundation's amazing, it's all in yourself. Does your conscience do anything? It takes a little time to become a shadow of yourself (an imitation of me). We thought we knew everything. Do I know you anymore? I thought you knew everything, turns out you knew all about me. Maybe I shouldn't have listened to you when you said what you said about, "It's you and me, it's meant to be, and maybe we're dishonest" It's not about honesty. It's whether you lie through your lifestyle or lie to me straight through your teeth.

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released August 2, 2011

All songs written, performed, and recorded by Theatria
Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by Todd Barriage

Additional vocals in Gordon by Austin Friend
Additional vocals in Grief Counselling by Kayla Vieth

Hello, My Name Is: and Here and Back Again co-written by Jon McLaughlan
Marie DeSalle co-written by Ben Webb

Cover art by Todd Barriage
Booklet art by Paisley Spence

Photography by Adam Coish @ coishphotography.com

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Canadian emo band with a pop-punk paint job

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