PUFFIN
Puffin is a four-piece modern rock band from Halifax, Nova Scotia. The band’s writing style highlights their appreciation for the energetic nature of modern punk rock (PUP), evenly with the rhythmically-intricate nature of math rock (The Fall of Troy), while tying in the melodic and harmonic elements of post-hardcore (Billy Talent).
SNAPSHOT
GENRES: Post-Hardcore, Punk Rock, Math Rock
Years Active: 2023 – Present
MEMBERS:
Richard Sinal (vocals, rhythm guitar)
Josh Hayden (bass guitar)
Isaac Bezanson (drums)
Schnell D’Souza (lead guitar)
AWARDS
- 3x Bronze winners in The Coast’s Best of Halifax 2026 Awards (Best New Artist + Best Punk Artist + Best Rock Artist)
- Awarded an Artist I Recording Grant from Music Nova Scotia to cover $1,500 of recording costs for 5-song debut EP
- Self funded, created, marketed, and sold 125+ units ($3,000+ in sales) of band t-shirt merchandise
SONG LYRICS by PUFFIN
Here you can check out lyrics for songs by Puffin and get a feel for the stories, feelings, and messages behind the songs.
Show up at the next show knowing all the lyrics!
Intro:
Sweaty hands as I round this turn
You’ve not spoken in 20 minutes
Are we even enjoying it here?
“The great American road trip” they say
I’m just trying to hold in my
Gas station lemonade
Verse 1:
Shards of glass adorn the floor
This bachelorette trip wine glass is no more
One escaped the dustpan, it’s sitting in the carpet
Planning its assault on the ball of my foot
Chorus 1:
Hey! Wait!
I need you to
Open up you’re
Killing me
Make! Way!
Feel myself get
Caught up in this
Tragedy
Verse 2:
Load up the car
Its filled precariously with our only clean clothes and hot dogs
Three hours outside of the city and we’re already lost
The only thing worse than fighting is
being in this car
Chorus 2:
Hey! Wait!
I need you to
Open up you’re
Killing me
Make! Way!
Feel myself get
Caught up in this
Tragedy
Hey! Wait!
Hey! Wait!
Intro
I wanna call you
I wonder if you’ve changed
Food doesn’t taste right
When I hear your name
Time has made me resentful
Yet still I long
Dreaming of the days when we fought
But at least we talked
V1
It’s been many haircuts
It’s been many trips
Nostalgia consumes me
But I can’t bring
Myself to call you
My hand tenses
Catch myself building
White picket fences
C1
Oh, I know what you want me to feel
And it’s true, I’m scared
And I go, somewhere else and
Anywhere but here
And I’m ill-prepared
V2
Calm myself down
While I’m taking a brisk walk
It’s been four weeks
Since I’ve seen the sidewalk
Well there’s salt in my boots
And hate in my heart
Gotta work on myself
But I ain’t that smart
C1
Oh, I know what you want me to feel
And it’s true, I’m scared
And I go, somewhere else and
Anywhere but here
And I’m ill-prepared
Bridge
My perspective is twisted
Lack the motivation to fix it
I don’t need your opinion
But I’m gonna get it
Verse:
Broken wrist but
Lost the fight
With the wall I’m
Not alright
Pre Chorus:
Nothing I can’t take
Every day’s a waste
As long as you’re o-
Chorus:
Kay
Verse:
Damaged goods but
Packaged right
Can’t let go so I
Hold on tight
Pre Chorus:
Nothing I can’t take
Every day’s a waste
As long as you’re o-
Chorus:
Kay
Outro:
Broken wrist
Verse
Ouu
How long will you
Be right by
My side
PreChorus
It feels like, this just might
Be better kept inside
And it’s not true, that I love you
But it’s easier to lie
Chorus
And it takes me back to when I
Was never sober
And it takes me back to when I
Was never closer to you
Verse
Ouu
I thought you and
I might be
In due time
PreChorus
And tonight, it’s not right
Take it all away
And it’s all true, that I hate you
The same as yesterday
Chorus
And it takes me back to when I
Was never sober
And it takes me back to when I
Was never closer to you
Breakdown
Rented motel room, clothes on the dirty floor
The TV’s up too loud, I turn it up some more
And I wait, and I wait, and I wait, and I wait
I wait and I wait, I wait and I wait
I wait, I wait
Waited all night long for you
Well I fucking trusted you
I’m sitting down to write this song
I’m sifting through my derivative thoughts
Is this expression really how I feel
Or do I just need a reason to monologue?
Well who gives a shit
You just need
A reason to mosh
Well who cares about another guy
Searching for purpose, direction in life
Well I just live for Saturday morning
To get my coffee and croissants
Stat!
Where the fuck did I put that
Well I try mindfulness, self-reflection
I use therapy to gather my thoughts
And if none of that shit works
At least I got this fucking song
Ah!
Ah!
captured by inside
captured by Inside
