1. |
Eighteen
03:32
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i hope youre still here
spreading christmas cheer
signing letters with your name
if only things could be the same
as last year
you wrote a message to your mom
in a paragraph so long
you told her that you always loved her
even once you had discovered
who she was when she was eighteen
when she was so free
she was so free...
i started talking
using words i learned from you
sleeping in a bed thats made for two
all alone and all night long
i started writing
words i wish i'd said to you
i filled up three notebooks
in two fucking days
now i wonder
if ill be okay again
still think about you now and then
how youre sleeping
where youve been
but im still dreaming
never once held it in
i heard your words
i drank your gin
now im just
moving along.
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2. |
Basement Scene
02:56
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Dirty dishes on the table
And your heart skips a beat
The measure of success
Can’t silence the sound of defeat.
Holding teary eyes back
As the wave washes onto the shore
Memories in some basement
Passed out and drunk on the floor.
The band plays a sad song
The kids thrash about
The screams fill the hole in your chest
As the feelings start pouring out.
And where do you call home?
Is it the places you’ve been?
Where do you call home?
Can we ever find it again?
about
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3. |
Down You Fall
01:24
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she told you to wear
that short cute black dress to impress him
at the party tonight
he didn't even care
just sat alone on the backroads
smoking countless cigarettes
by the time he showed up
you were drunk as hell throwing up in the bathroom
while some other guy held your hair
saw you hold him tight
i guess you're fucked up tonight
but there's always love when you're eighteen
it wasn't always love to me.
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4. |
Sunday Best
02:48
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dressed up in your sunday best
hair perfect a floral dress
stumbling down the isle with the nuns
what have we become?
the clacking of heels
the pain of hymns
cleanse my body
of its sins
the sight of flesh
that stained my eyes
please oh please
just end this life
i dont want to go back home
im so scared ill die alone
i cant stand who ive become
cant stand being anyone
so change my name
change my fate
tell me nothing good today
hold me close
hold me tight
long enough i wont survive
done up in your sunday best
hair matted, shoes a mess
stumbling down the isle with the nuns
what have we become?
get dressed up
cause its friday night
tell me how to feel alive
take me in
feel my flesh
tell me its something
worth a touch
i dont want to go back home
im so scared ill die alone
i cant stand who ive become
cant stand being anyone
so change my skin
ill change my clothes
dont leave me here
dont let me go
call my name
the one i know
so i can follow your ghost...
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5. |
Swept Away
01:38
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You were born underneath the blue florescent lights
The blood and the guts swept away to stay out of sight
While I...
Picked myself up battered and beat down at your front door
Did your mother hear me crying I was trying to leave
Without disturbing her...
And here's to our packaged feelings lets unwrap them and settle in
Then ship them off just to never see you ever again
Please don't call you whispered "I love you" as we had our last embrace
Here's to the fall, I'm fading away as often as the seasons change.
As often as the seasons change I fade away.
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6. |
Grand Scheme
02:40
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im sorry mom im sorry dad
i just can't help but feel sad
and its not the little things
its the hate that lives in me
i hate the way i wake up
i hate the way i go to sleep
misanthropy and death
how everything good leaves me empty
i think about what you'll say
when ive finally gone away
and how long it will take
for the memories to fade
i never felt like a good person
still in the process of learning
doesn't matter in the grand scheme
does all of this mean nothing?
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