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Blind Spots

by To Hell With Tradition

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1.
The Line 03:13
Bit by bit you fill the blanks Oh, all the poison that you drank Until the lights went out And any other remedy fell through Helping hands have pulled a sleight By just randomly reciting Myths and rumours that have Never felt like evidence to you Here we go Shaking heads in disbelief Fuelled by urges to deceive High rollers buying in On glamorous imaginary straws Let the henchmen off the chain Quite dismissive of the stain That is so evident And constitutes the most probable cause Don’t fake another death, you will be fine Dots they do connect and form a line Who wanted you to stay? Who keeps pulling away? When all is done When all the better safe than sound finally demands a pound Of decomposing flesh Referring to the emptiest of claims Pause for laughter and applause As you sense the final cause Of all the bickering And know that you are done with playing games Don’t fake another death, you will be fine Some menaces turn out to be benign The space between the lines Will stand the test of time Targets are moving so fast Barely engaged they have passed There is no one to outrun No need to jump the gun Targets are moving so fast Barely engaged they have passed There is no one to outrun No need to jump the gun Don’t fake a death you’ll be fine Put your foot down on the line The one and only queue Starts and ends with you When all is done
2.
Ricochets 02:34
It could have been harder So, she left without so much as a note In the middle of nowhere While you were barely keeping afloat Was it a detour? At least we know you learned to listen From the voices that scare you We would pick the one that does it the most It’s the one rite of passage That we absolutely had to impose Was it a detour? Why would you even want to know? Back in the day You were heedless The many subtle hints were Just ricochets But not needless Eventually the big blur It got us right where we belong You kept running in circles To stay ahead of any panic attack That might have snuck in while you were sleeping And you never took a single step back Was it a detour? Which towel would you want to throw? Back in the day You were heedless The many subtle hints were Just ricochets But not needless It took a while to transfer But you know We don’t want to sit and hide oh To just fall victim to the tide Back in the day You were heedless The many subtle hints were Just ricochets But not needless Eventually the big blur It got us right where we belong
3.
Pebbles 02:19
Now that you know the surveillance is Running every night You stop the lookout for someone or something to Blame for broken bones You vaguely recall reoccurring dreams Being in a fight And not a single time have you been properly Searched for sticks and stones Suffering damage from Pebbles you’ve thrown Though they are long long gone Ripples have grown How to tread lightly yet leave a mark Running from decay For the briefest of moments it’s flashing up Every now and then From consciousness to oblivion A hundred times a day Over and over and over and Back and forth again You might have thought it’s for free But any advice If followed relentlessly Comes at a price And if you feel this bluff Was taken too far Or maybe not far enough You know who you are Just say it You know who you are
4.
Rerun 02:23
All Cards on the table Let your confession read You’ve been bathing in a stream that doesn’t flow Mh The dam’s unstable And guess who holds the deed It’s written in the stones you wouldn’t throw So Once you get in there You will only ever get so far Just talking about plans you’ve never had Why Cover up another nightmare The last ones left a scar You know by definition you’d be mad You’re truly deranged To be handing your own gun Over to someone else If nothing has changed You call it a rerun You call it a bad, bad pun What Do you believe in Why do you deal with shame If nothing ever gets under your skin You Barely broke even Do you understand the game Why would you even play if not to win The cards are arranged Still you should pick one The setup will come undone If nothing has changed You call it a rerun You call it a bad pun Who says you have to play the hand you’re dealt If you’re just playing by yourself Who says you have to play the hand you’re dealt If you’re just playing by yourself
5.
Spin 03:19
Don’t get worried sick over this puzzle Soon enough it all falls into place You may have found another stack That covers up a crack in the ground So just give all the pieces a good shuffle Then go and throw them into open space Two steps forward one step back Is better than the other way around This is how You get to understand That leaving here just meant Crawling out the window to climb back in again And take another spin Oh Don’t confuse the cracking noise with bellow A fall is only scary till you land The dust comes off eventually And beasts could not deceive you if they tried When close to light they’re casting giant shadows So as long as you remember where you stand Perspective is the remedy But only if consistently applied This is how You get to understand That leaving here just meant Crawling out the window and climb right back in again To take another spin And call it discipline This is how it’s always been This is how You get to understand That leaving here just meant Crawling out the window to climb right back in again And take another spin Oh
6.
Echoes 03:12
Let me refresh your memory We’ve been through this before Too scared to let go you Held your breath until you fainted Digging for your legacy Nowhere near the core I feel your frustration It might be time to lose the map We’re all in the game Of pride and deep shame Looking for someone to blame Should this be keeping you up at night When it’s not your turn Decoding the dark won’t get you light This lesson you have to learn You’re hung up on sentiments that should be None of your concern You say that you don’t get enough of me One bridge you will have to burn Before the heart and the head Rise from the dead Peacefully breaking bread The list of things that you wanted to be It’s time to hand it all over to me When the echoes are fading And yet there is nothing to see What do you play by if there are no rules This obsession with the why leaves us all as fools Go and shut the blinds You’re either in or out Stop wasting our time with Useless disconcerting doubts Stop building on sand I’m at your command No need for an iron hand The list of things that you wanted to be It’s time to hand it all over to me When the echoes are fading And yet there is nothing to see Take it or leave it I’ll be fine But you might be running out of time Though I have been around forever You know we have not quite come together But all you had found In previous rounds Might just be enough to align The list of things that you wanted to be It’s time to hand it all over to me So that we both are aware your plea It would be sad for us not to agree So the echoes are fading But now you can get off your knees
7.
Open Season 02:28
It is open season So you might want to keep it down You know They’ve killed for lesser reasons So just don’t boast about your crown Oh no Don’t tell anyone The knot has come undone You keep playing this round is just for fun The stakes may have been high But you control the die Once you had refused to just stand by Oh such a rough collision That cleared your tunnel vision Alright No lightning without thunder But we’re not going under Sit tight Think of what you’ve sown You won’t turn into stone You’re just a little scared of the unknown You know reality Is not just what you see Your imagination sets you free But it is open season you might really want to keep it down There’s no award for hindsight They’ve killed for lesser reasons maybe just don’t boast about your crown Just sit tight
8.
Obedience 03:00
Play your part These awkward suspicions made up over centuries Took it hard They failed on their mission to make up someone to appease All eyes on the table Yet none of them caught the turn You peeled off the label Session adjourned You’ve been framed The once uphill battle turned out to have always been staged Such a shame Remember the rattle you felt at the door of the cage Don’t fall for illusions Keep your eyes on the road Guilt needs to be proven Or the case will implode When has obedience ever not been coerced Just one more devious bubble about to burst By the by Some of them may seem impossible to dethrone But don’t be shy It may sound extreme but then nothing is set in stone Oh, your perseverance It will allow you to See through their appearance Well, this is my cue When has obedience ever not been coerced Just one more devious bubble about to burst If there is no end to What has never begun You could just pretend You have already won When has obedience ever not been coerced Just one more devious bubble about to burst You may not vaguely recall auditioning for this part Ridding yourself of the script would be tremendous start
9.
Trial 03:01
It is time For you to line up all your enemies once again Let them know you are aware Of the crimes To which they’d made you an accessory now and then But you’re not sure when and where Now the case is not as simple as it seems Are you principal or victim of the scheme First things first We want to know about your alibi, go ahead This had better be airtight At the worst There’s no way that you could justify, what you said So let’s gather some insight All the orders seem to be under your name How can ignorance and knowledge be the same It’s all about Preventing any further fallout Take my word for it Because they hang around Waiting for the perfect let-down Not easy to outwit Don’t confess What or who are you supposed to be confessing to This is a mess if you ask me It is so absurd Seeing how the loudest voices are unheard Down in this pit In which universe Have you ever fallen up the stairs Don’t take another hit We have means and opportunity resolved But for lack of a strong motive you’re absolved
10.
Red Herring 04:46
To all those honorary headsmen I hate to kill your buzz But what have you been thinking Well I was simply playing dead then Like everybody does See I’m not even limping You caught me out on the pavement With bullets I was not supposed to dodge Then kept me down in the basement With all the other demons keeping watch Those damp walls they carried laughter From centuries ago Subliminally violent Preoccupied and quite obsessed with the hereafter But once I let it go It easily fell silent Hooked on the bait that I finally had the courage to prepare You thought they took me out straight well It was quite the delicate affair Barely awake I needed a break From fighting a war that’s not my own It wasn’t my decision to make So much more yet to be outgrown All I knew was that I had to stay awake Fooled by bold anticipation You’re forced into retreat You know where this is going So you might want to hold off on the celebration To honour my defeat Some cards are worth not showing It all turned around when There were no more fingers left to cross It’s quite astounding A win seems to demand the greatest loss This lie Is hard to defy I’ve been through the last book on the shelf Running out of places to hide When “honest to God” goes to ourselves Why do we keep looking outside So much more yet to be outgrown All I know is that I have to stay awake
11.
Hangover 05:34
Here we go again Wisdom’s running late Lest we understand No such thing as fate Ages in the dark Playing by the rules Having left a mark Taken for a fool How free is your will Have you had enough Take another pill You have had it rough How long will it take Go and leave the club Hands you wouldn’t shake Trees you’re barking up Promises you made Face an angry mob Living in the shade Forcing you to stop How long has it been Working on a fake Give the wheel a spin Maybe it will break Pour another cup Talking to the wall Don’t you go hang up While I hold your call Time to make amends Take a quiet note Go get off the fence You won the final vote This hangover Will blow over There’s no “try to” Only “I do” We’re not tied down This is not on you Pinned you to the ground Didn’t have a clue I knew you’d come around Root for you to fall Celebrate a loss Write it on the wall Nail it to the cross Why hold another horse Nothing to confess Having set the course Lacking the address Cut the final cord Leading to this town You cannot afford Keep hanging around We come to collect Ultimate embrace Key is to expect Everything in place This hangover Will blow over There’s no “try to” Only “I do” We’re not tied down With fate really coming out of style And claims we intentionally won’t file We turn away from presidents Who have our right of residence worn down The beat of another person’s heart Might serve as a signal to depart The ancient disappointment Oh, the futile enjoyment of being drowned I’m coming on home I’m coming on home I’m coming on home Hold the door for me This hangover Will blow over There’s no “try to” Only “I do” We’re not tied down
12.
The Wheel 01:38
Where is this enemy Oh That you keep going on about Who would not cease having you pushed around Oh permanence May be too strong of a word Where’s the evidence Where’s the evidence We get our medicine To serve a purpose we are yet to see Expecting praise for our slates are clean Joyfully We are diving right back in Another round Here goes another round Finally There’s only so much we will take Just stop the wheel We’ll stop the wheel

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released October 6, 2023

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To Hell With Tradition Heidelberg, Germany

To Hell With Tradition is an independent music solo project founded in 2019 by Achim Hofmeyer, a singer, songwriter, guitarist, pianist and music producer based in Heidelberg, Germany

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