1. |
Self Portrait
04:29
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I spent my lonely thirteen getting red-faced and red-eyed
locked up in the summer heat with a beat up six-string.
that blood-red summer beckoned for me, and I heard it call my name
but all I felt was shame.
And i spent my wild fifteen trying to be so different
because everyone homogenized themselves.
I lost sense of direction trying to find out who I am,
now I'm having trouble climbing up this hill of education and incentives.
still I walk on, through broken bones and personal wounds.
(chorus) I'm a lonely soul in a world of broke tomorrows
and I'm looking for a place so far away,
looking for stars that the clouds are in the way of,
uncertainty has paved my path ahead
and now I'm falling off the edge.
then I spent my busy seventeen putting myself back together,
and when I think it's almost over there's another step to take.
a hill that's steep as cliffs to climb up over,
and when I think I've reached a peak there's just another one to reach but still I trudge on through the asthma and the cold air in my lungs; freezing up what I've got left inside of me.
(chorus)
I've still got a few cliffs to climb up over,
got some help to get me through this rigid ride,
I give thanks for what I've got 'cause I'm so lucky
and I don't have to be so lonely anymore.
(chorus) (I'm falling off the edge.) I'm a lonely soul in a world of broke tomorrows
and I'm looking for a place not far away,
a star that I can touch and hold my hands to,
uncertainty hasn't got the best of me, you haven't got the best of me.
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2. |
Capo, First Fret
03:15
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there's no need to be scared, you over there, you, come with me.
I can guide you towards the light,
and have no fear for my words, these words can show you who to be,
I can show you how it is to be like me, yeah.
and there's no need to be scared, wouldn't you like to be set free?
there's no need to find the light.
now listen close to my words, trust me, these words can set you free, there's no need, you must listen to me.
(chorus) no one to guide you in the night, take my hand, you'll be alright, I'll protect you from it all.
my arms will help you fight the storm, your guiding father's words are burned, his golden kingdom, overturned.
you can't be helped by what's above, these shredded hopes of empty love, but I can help you here in life.
you take my hand, you'll be alright, I'll get you safely through the night, your father's words aren't here today.
(chorus)
woah, it's overturned.
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3. |
Martyr
04:44
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I'm not a martyr, I won't give up my life for
godly nonhumans, for an idea, made up or not.
it's not an insult, it's just my ideas,
I am not godly, holy, human being.
I'm just a human being, I've made my mistakes
and I've gone through my fair share of pained heartbreaks,
but don't forgive me because it's unforgivable,
I don't deserve it anyway.
(chorus) so feel the pain and hold my veins down, it's just a toll for being alive.
I've felt the numbness for the weeks now, it's just a perk having survived.
in the past I was forgiving, but now I'm done giving up. I've felt all the pain you feel but now I've had enough.
(chorus)
it's between you and karma and so far karma's not the bitch.
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everything is falling apart around me
while everyone I know burns bridges to and fro,
and I can't wrap my head around exactly what went wrong,
but I know where we are and all I love is gone.
full of deceit and moving away (disputes between my oldest friends)
caught up, caught up in the fray (bleeding knife-stabs in the back)
torn up in two, don't know what to do (I miss the old days way back when)
I can't decipher whats right and whats true (we all just sat and laughed)
(chorus)
what happened to those days? what happened to us all?
I can't remember what went wrong.
everyone's an enemy, all this hatred's killing me,
I don't know what to say or do to make this how it used to be.
and I just can't go back on all that we've been through,
but I don't know what else there is that I can do.
can't we all just forget about both sides of this war?
because for me, it's too much to endure.
full of deceit and moving away (disputes between my oldest friends)
caught up, caught up in the fray (bleeding knife-stabs in the back)
torn up in two, don't know what to do (I miss the old days way back when)
I can't decipher whats right and whats true (we all just sat and laughed)
(chorus)
will you fix it? I can't fix this.
full of deceit and moving away (disputes between my oldest friends)
caught up, caught up in the fray (bleeding knife-stabs in the back)
torn up in two, don't know what to do (I miss the old days way back when)
I can't decipher whats right and whats true (we all just sat and laughed)
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5. |
My Personal Issues
05:19
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I thought that I found a way to empathize with what you did
but I can't escape the thoughts and pictures that you left inside my mind. how could you think that it's okay to leave my here with these thoughts?
I thought I could handle it but it's not okay, I'm not okay.
now I'm stranded here with these pictures in my head
and nothing to control it.
well, am I going insane? the jealousy. I snap myself back.
one, two, three. just stay here with me.
(pre-chorus)
'cause it's not okay.
(chorus)
I thought that I found a way to empathize with what you did,
I'm not okay I'm trying to fight off what you put inside my head.
how could you do this to yourself, how could you do this to me?
it's not okay.
and the worst part is it's untreatable,
just gotta deal with this ugly growth on my skull,
no one can see it, but it's eating me alive,
nobody else can tell I'm dyeing on the inside.
is this contagious? feels like a plague, a leprosy that slowly eats my brain. feels like I'm going insane.
(pre-chorus)
(chorus)
(bridge)
I thought that I somehow could sympathize with you.
maybe if I could find the light in this, I might not be confused.
I thought that some way somehow I'd figure out how to talk this out with you.
just me and you.
(chorus)
(bridge)
are you okay? cause I'm not that okay.
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6. |
Pessimist
04:56
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I spent a lot of time being angry, a lot of my life aiming just to be
stuck inside the lot between the edge of life and the door screen.
and now it's such a shame to think that all those years were lived along in vein,
but I can't keep on going without a point to reach.
(pre-chorus)
and I can't escape the silent noise of every needle in my spine,
spreading pain across my back like wild fire.
so here's my resignation: I don't want any recognition,
all I need is to be left alone.
(chorus)
I don't want to be right, I don't care if I'm wrong,
forget my diagnosis, all I've got left are these songs.
I say I can't relate, I think I can't connect with human beings,
all I need to know is what is wrong with me.
I never want to see your face again, I fucking quit.
and anything you ever tried to give me proved useless
'cause all this bottled rage just ended up being pointless anyway,
so here's to you 'cause this bottle's mine to break.
(pre-chorus)
(chorus)
you left me here waiting, sometimes debating, should I stay with you or find a new setting?
the way you make me feel, oh it felt so real, but now that you're gone, I hardly can deal.
so don't act like you care, cause I know you never did, you said what we felt was love I say we're just stupid kids,
I don't know why I still think of you day after day,
you ripped out my heart and just ran away.
what is wrong with me?
(chorus)
my million excuses are useless without something to keep me going,
my million lucky excuses are useless without your heart of gold inside of me.
my million excuses are useless without something to keep me going,
I've got a million contusions and bruises and that is always getting in my way.
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7. |
Better Off
01:58
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it's never been so quiet inside this empty skull of mine,
rattling around, slowly passing by the hollow time without you here, blasting through my quiet time like wild fire,
like the rudely bashing, crashing tide.
body shakes and heavy arms, the victim of a kinship, torn,
river eyes and empty, sleepless nights.
close my eyes, think it away, bring myself back to the days
when there was no worry for these problematic things.
and although the stillness is so blissful and calm now,
I know these thoughts inside my head will tear me inside out
as I reminisce about the countless golden moments that we had.
drooping eyes and broken hearts, the victims of a kinship torn,
shattered dreams and broken promises.
wash my hands off in the sea, let the fresh saltwater wash my pains away, I never want to feel this way again.
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8. |
Grown Apart
03:35
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you're not dead and you're not done,
so where are you and what have you done?
have you got better things to do?
I guess you've finally gotten your priorities straight,
too bad now it's too late. it's too late.
(chorus)
once best friends, now acquaintances,
there's no time for me anymore.
so I'll just hold my tongue and wait for you to come around again.
we found ourselves at a fork in the road,
caught in a haze, we went our separate ways.
I would've followed you to the depths of the sea,
but you ran and deserted me, yeah.
(chorus)
we've come a long way from our early days, I won't sit here with you, no. we've come a long way from our early days, I won't sit here and let my brain decay.
(chorus)
once best friends, now acquaintances (theres no time for me again)
I'll wait for you to come around again
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9. |
Atom
03:07
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I walked miles down the highway in the pouring rain,
six o'clock that morning, staring at my feet.
and I searched every crack of broken asphalt for a morsel of hope,
all I found was hopelessness and fool's gold.
These minutes turn to hours, these hours turn to days,
these days turn to weeks, that's why I'm weak at the knees.
the angel of the old me has gone so far away
and now the demons of the present won't stop haunting me.
(chorus)
the angel of the old me hangs above my head as I tear down everything you built with me (rubble where you used to be)
and as i stand upon a mountain of lost hopes I know I'll never learn to trust someone again.
from this height I see it all unfold and I can watch my angel fall apart again. (every mistake, every day)
I wish I had this hindsight, all I have left is review, so next time I can save myself before it's too late.
I sat under the awning of a building, up on Broadway the day that storming rain flooded in the streets.
and when I dragged my feet through pools of water, ankle deep, I knocked on your door and you slammed it in my face.
(chorus)
the angel of the old me hangs above my head while i trudge my tired legs through flooded streets (and I'm struggling just to breathe)
and i try to come to terms with what's gone wrong, I know that it was all my fault, the angel of the old me told me so.
(woah, I'm all alone and this halo) he told me so,
and i trusted you, and I loved you.
(woah, I'm all alone and this halo round my head never forgets to let me know) and he hangs above my head, he hits me every time I try to forget, and lets me know that everything was all my fault.
and that stayed inside of me, I bring it everywhere I go.
you're gone and it's my fault.
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10. |
Anxiety
04:27
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for forty fucking minutes, I waited for that call
but the phone was off the hook and I was all alone.
I listened to the silence, the darkness made me sick
so you filled the room with light and that was the worst of it.
I sat and contemplated, I tried to get to sleep,
but the darkness was too thick and the air was much too deep.
I reached out for a lightswitch but the wall was out of reach
so I sat there in the dark, too alone to fall asleep.
for three more fucking hours I tried to fall asleep
but the silence screamed in my ears and the darkness punctured me.
and as the air escaped from my lungs, the deafness heard a screech,
I felt so scared and all alone
and that was not about to change.
the massacre went on for hours, all my senses felt so numb
a war had been waged in my brain and all the bombs had cooked me dumb
until you arrived in my warzone and filled the darkest air with light
you had risen up the sun and brought an end to the long night
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