1. |
Northern Highlights
03:58
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I'm not too sure where we left off,
wouldn't you agree?
An underlying notion at parties.
You'll stick to your guns,
throw it all away.
Maybe this was never what I wanted it to be.
But, tonight I fell in love with you.
It's almost sad to say.
I left you all my dreams,
well maybe you'll sing,
a dying tune that helps me remember all I am,
and all that you've taught me.
What helps me remember,
will help me forget.
I think of the walk back,
and all we said.
I wish I could've carried you,
all the way home.
I'm left with an empty hand,
without you.
So I kiss you on the side of your mouth,
and forget everything I have to say.
Stay lost, while we lose everything.
You'll probably forget this by morning.
Your hair strewn across my bed.
We just laid there in silence.
And our eyes,
they suddenly meet.
Now you're shaking,
and I'm shaking too.
How long was your heart waiting?
Did it even asked to be taken?
Maybe the world will let me keep this one.
Maybe I'm just running my mouth.
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2. |
It's Horrible!!
03:02
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Will you let me keep my head down?
Will you let me leave this party without making a sound?
I don't wanna go downtown,
because the last time I did,
I puked my guts out.
Man, I hope they don't find out,
that I've been racing my mind,
like i still live down south.
I hear words out of your mouth,
but these days you make me worried,
and I'm swimming in your doubt.
With all this pressure,
living in my head.
With all the excuses,
I'll end up dead.
I'll end up dead.
I hope they don't find out,
I've been living like the last days are comin'.
Keep it cool, don't cause a scene, straight bummin'.
I'm just gonna try and save some money.
You keep laughing but I swear this isn't funny.
Do you notice me universe?
Do you know that it's me,
clinging to every word?
Do you hear the crack in the foundation?
As the chemicals make their rotation.
I see the future.
I see myself.
And i'm still worried.
It's something I can't help.
It's something I can't help.
I hope they don't find out,
I've been living like the last days are comin'.
Keep it cool, don't cause a scene, straight bummin'.
I'm just gonna go and spend some money.
And pretend that I never saw it coming.
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3. |
Ancient Fruit
04:07
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I paid four hundred bucks to the city,
so you'll never speak my name.
If I ever see your face again,
well I'll probably just miss it.
It feels like every other week,
it's like I've wasted a month,
but I keep praying for the cold.
Man, this heat's got me bogged down and unwilling.
Just two more months and I'll be fine.
There are so many of me in this place.
This unsure point,
I'm all over the place.
I spent the longest day under clouds,
soaking wet,
wondering how,
this is the most excited I've been in a while.
When did the panic get so literal?
When did the shaking feel so real?
It feels like I'm slowing down,
or speeding up.
I wanna throw myself through windows.
I stood there staring at those faces.
I wanted to kill myself right then.
Man, why'd you embarrass me.
I'm such an idiot.
Didn't say a word the whole way home.
Why do I still look through old pictures?
Why do I still ask all these questions?
It's because I'm scared to think that the people I meet,
are nothing more than seconds.
There are so many of me in this place.
This unsure point,
I'm all over the place.
I spent the longest day under clouds,
soaking wet,
wondering how,
this is the most excited I've been in a while.
And I don't know why,
I keep falling back on all of these lies.
It gets worse no matter how hard I try.
I keep falling back.
And you don't know why,
you need substance to get through these nights.
You cut deeper to match your disguise.
I keep falling back.
I keep falling back.
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4. |
Motel Art
04:04
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Called up a dealer to buy some weed,
for you and me.
Cause lately I'm feeling,
like a third wheel,
it's unreal.
Moaning about it, cause that's what I do best.
And falling asleep without you on my left.
It's killing me to be here.
I don't know how long I have 'till the end.
It's not uncommon,
to feel like you're out of options of self control.
Maybe one day, we'll be doing better,
and when we're gone forever,
we'll be gone for good.
Now I remember, you were talking so smooth,
like you do.
Nothing will help me, so I ask you to stay,
to which you say,
"I wanted to help you, but you didn't help yourself,
And you're acting like you can be happy as someone else."
I know that's not who I am.
I don't know how long I have 'till the end.
It's not uncommon,
to feel like you're out of options of self control.
Maybe one day, we'll be doing better,
and when we're gone forever,
we'll be gone for-
Good things find a way,
to lift me up but never stay.
I'm high enough to die here.
Will I die here?
I don't know how long I have 'till the end.
It's not uncommon,
to feel like you're out of options of self control.
Maybe one day, we'll be doing better,
and when we're gone forever,
we'll be gone for good.
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5. |
Night Sweats
01:42
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Life keeps going,
I'm still high.
But you don't wanna take the time.
Moments tangled between my ears,
fighting tears and bloody nails.
You listen close to the phone,
to the tone of my words.
Drenched in melody and sweet talk,
but I know you're listening.
I am overwhelmed with all these promises.
But I'll still hold my breath,
and feel with you.
Don't worry this fade,
this pain was never meant to last.
Losing feeling,
holding tighter.
Leaving ghosts of you and me.
It's not as lonely in the dark,
as I'd might dream about in nightmares.
I got nightmares,
plenty of nightmares,
where you are barely out of reach.
I am overwhelmed with all these promises.
But I'll still hold my breath,
and wait for you.
I am overwhelmed and over promises.
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6. |
Phone Call
03:41
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I really wanna make a sound,
they never hear you when you scream.
A lack of confidence held down,
by inner demons.
It's the same old shit.
Is this really all there is?
I can't help it if i question
over and over.
Again I wade through waning thoughts of you.
God damn, I've been out for a long while.
Never did I think that I'd be back on my feet.
Well who am I fucking kidding,
it'll last for a week.
I'll say a line,
waste my time.
Always good to know that you're a phone call away,
I'll try to hit you up when it all goes away.
I'll be fine.
It takes some time.
Spent two nights going out,
still dragging along doubt.
What's that about?
Is this all I have left to give?
I can't help it if I question
over and over.
Again I wade through waning thoughts of you.
God damn, I've been out for a long while.
Now I'm never ever getting back on my feet,
and even if I do,
it'll last for a week.
I'll say a line,
wast my time.
Always good to know that you're a phone call away.
I'll try to hit you up when it all dissipates.
I'll be fine.
It takes some time.
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7. |
Magnolia
04:00
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Haven't seen you in a minute.
You know I've thought about it often.
Heard your voice over the phone,
and all those tunes I had forgotten.
Somehow it just all came back to me.
And I remember it all.
I've been thinking about how,
this would turn out,
for years.
Living my days slowly,
no one told me,
I'd fall to the floor.
How long had it been since we were this way?
Out of all the hours I knew,
there's no way in hell I'm leaving.
It resonates a certain way now,
It's like I forgot we were speaking.
By now, I'd be drinking my life away.
I remember it all.
I've been thinking about how,
this would turn out,
for years.
Living my days slowly,
no one told me,
I'd fall to the floor.
Somehow it all finds a way to leave you.
After everything,
I realized where I was.
After everything,
I've fallen out of love.
And I'm just fine now.
Whatever that may mean.
I've been thinking about how,
this would turn out,
for years.
Living my days slowly,
no one told me,
I've been here before.
Somehow I knew I would.
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8. |
Wolf of 1st Street
04:55
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How long did it take you to get out of bed this morning?
Did you see the cup of coffee I left out for you,
on the counter top?
Next to all the broken glass,
from all the fallen cups,
liquor dripping like morning.
Do you remember any of last night?
Cross legged, blacking out all alone on your carpet?
Covered in ashes and our fear of you dying.
We're stuck spitting white lies straight out our teeth.
10 minutes in, and I'm fading out.
An attempt to put me to rest.
End the night on fuller house.
2 nights past, and I'm still throwing up.
Struggling to feel just fine.
Patch together pieces of that night
I'll argue the point,
and stay ever stubborn.
Feigning still sharp,
though I've only gotten duller.
Prevent me,
barricade me up with precautions.
I'm rolling towards a rampage of ridiculous proportions
Do you remember any of last night?
Challenging all.
But on call, sitting complacent.
On the ground lying, heard the echo of sighing.
Murmurs from
further than we've ever heard before.
10 am, I'm just getting up.
An attempt to be like the rest,
when my best is never enough.
2 days now, I'm still falling out.
Struggling to keep in line.
Standing still never felt too right.
Do you remember any of last night?
(Challenging all, but on call, sitting complacent.)
Do you remember any of last night?
Were you able to wake up for work on time?
We're all just worried bud,
we all know how life gets tough.
But if it wasn't,
we would never had made the cut.
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