They have released several of their records via their own imprint, Rovena Recordings and have also been signed to Snapper, Spitfire, Century Media, Undergroove Records, Rovena Recordings and Tiefdruck Musik.
Releases:
Speak & Destroy (1999, UK release; 2000, US release) (Spitfire/Snapper)
A Prayer Under Pressure Of Violent Anguish (2000) (Spitfire/Snapper)
To Britain With Love... and Bruises (2001; only released in the UK) (Live) (Snapper)
The Shape Of Things To Come (2003) (Century Media)
The Horror Of Beauty (2003) (Century Media)
The Brutal Language (2005) (Rovena/Undergroove)
Throat Full Of Heart (2008) (Rovena/Undergroove)
Alive On The Other Side (2008) (Rovena/Cargo)
Ghosts and Good Stories (2010) (Tiefdruck)
A Southern Revelation (2011)
The Sacred Mood (2013)
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Former Members:
Chris Lisee - Bass (2005-2009)
JD - Drums (2008-2009)
Marcelo Palomino - Drums (2008)
Matt Lechevalier - Drums (2005-2007)
Yael - Drums (2000-2005)
Jason Brunk - Bass (2005)
Jonny Chow - Bass (2004-2005)
Meghan Mattox - Bass (1999-2004)
Melanie Makaiwi - Guitar & Bass (on Speak & Destroy)
They have a dedicated fanbase, most notably in the UK. Their sound consists of passionate and angry vocals set against heavy metal riffs and beats. Vocalist Tairrie B and Mick Murphy began a side project known as The Lvrs. Mick Murphy has another side project known as Neanderthal.
American Psycho
My Ruin Lyrics
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This is not an exit...i need to feel something
American psycho my confession means...nothing!
Abandon all hope-ye who enter here
Pre-meditated-calculated
I can smell the fear
Don't try to tell the truth
Graphic signs of beauty
I've become what I despise
Leaned into the light
Now I'm crucified
Flesh-blood-teeth
Not lies!
Later that night
Is how the story goes
Rent-rewind
Return my voices
This is not an exit
This is not an exit...i need to feel something
American psycho my confession means
Nothing...american psycho
Nothing...american psycho
This is no attempt to pre-empt my own death
I won't kill myself & I'm not taking requests
The machine has left me scarred
Scared of it's insanity
I've burned to many bridges
To pretend to be holy
Honesty is ugly
So we don't have a deal
Flesh-blood-tongue
I'm real!
Later that night
Is how the story goes
Rent-rewind
Return my voices
This is not an exit
This is not an exit...i need to feel something
American psycho my confession means
Nothing...American psycho
Nothing...American psycho
No matter how profane-sacred or insane
Painfully pre occupied -it's always still the same
The killer is inside of me-don't try to take my life
I've burned all my hatchets-but I've sharpened my knives
What?
Fuck!
This is not an exit
This is not an exit...i need to feel something
American psycho my confession means
Nothing...American psycho
Nothing...American psycho
This is not an exit....
The opening lines usher in American Psycho by My Ruin, indicating that the song is quite intense and might somehow be an emotional or psychological outburst. The continuous repetition of the phrase "This is not an exit" reflects a sense of entrapment and hints at some form of mental torture. The next few verses display a fascination with violence, depicted through images of premeditated actions, calculated movements, and the ability to sense fear. The singer seems to be a person with no sense of remorse or empathy, displayed by the comment, "Don't try to tell the truth, just black and blue your eyes, graphic signs of beauty, I've become what I despise." The mode of repetition, the tension created through the music, and the lyrics' overall tone reflect the mania in the character of an American psychopath, and his confession implies that there is no absolute certainty when it comes to understanding human behavior.
The violent and sadistic elements of the song are built on a sense of disgust for the societal norms and the lack of understanding that the singer perceives in his surroundings. The lyrics "Honesty is ugly, so we don't have a deal. Flesh-blood-tongue, I'm real!" imply that the singer's view of reality is drastically at odds with what most people perceive. This incongruity is further emphasized with the line, "the killer is inside of me- don't try to take my life." The final verses of the song reflect a surrender before the elements of insanity that the singer succumbs to, having used up all his options in terms of seeking atonement and redemption.
Line by Line Meaning
This is not an exit!
This is not my escape from reality!
This is not an exit... i need to feel something
This is not where I give up, I need to feel something real!
American psycho my confession means...nothing!
I am confessing as an American psycho; my confession has no meaning!
Abandon all hope-ye who enter here
Whoever enters here must abandon all hope!
Pre-meditated-calculated
My actions are premeditated and calculated!
I can smell the fear
I can sense their fear!
Don't try to tell the truth
Don't even try to tell the truth!
Just black and blue your eyes
I'll just black and blue your eyes instead!
Graphic signs of beauty
The graphic injury marks are the beauty I see!
I've become what I despise
I've turned into what I hate the most!
Leaned into the light
I've faced the truth!
Now I'm crucified
Now I'm facing the consequences!
Flesh-blood-teeth
This is real flesh and blood action!
Not lies!
I am not lying!
Later that nightIs how the story goesRent-rewindReturn my voices
The story goes; Later that night I rewound my past and remembered my past voices!
This is no attempt to pre-empt my own deathI won't kill myself & I'm not taking requests
I am not trying to kill myself first or taking anyone's requests!
The machine has left me scarredScared of it's insanity
The machine has caused me to be scarred and scared of its insanity!
I've burned to many bridgesTo pretend to be holy
I've already burned too many bridges to fake being holy!
Honesty is uglySo we don't have a deal
Being honest will not make a deal here; it's ugly!
Flesh-blood-tongueI'm real!
I deal in flesh, blood, and tongue; it's all real!
No matter how profane-sacred or insanePainfully pre occupied -it's always still the same
No matter how profane or insane, life is painfully pre-occupied; it's always the same!
The killer is inside of medon't try to take my lifeI've burned all my hatchets-but I've sharpened my knives
The killer is inside me; don't try to take my life! I've burned my old weapons but sharpened my new ones!
What?Fuck!
What? oh, fuck!
This is not an exit....
This is not my way out!
American psycho my confession meansNothing...American psychoNothing...American psycho
As an American psycho, confessing means nothing; absolutely nothing!
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Michael Murphy, Tairrie Beth, Yael Benzaken
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