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Short Change
01:36
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Familiar passages run through my head
I miss the rebound on the things that I could’ve said
But I can’t dwell in my messes in one more song.
What’s the point if I’m making it worse?
What’s the point of a cynic
We can’t build a foundation that works
Without our own fresh beginning
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2. |
Wishing Well
02:25
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Keep it up keep it up the train isn't stopping
There's no way to hop off, I’m stuck
Turn around turn around the spirit is gaining
I’ve lost so much ground now I’m fucked
Projecting, expressing rhymes without reason
A narrator with an ugly disposition
Protecting the shortfalls brought by my own demons
But I learned to separate, no more wasted days
Threw my change down a wishing well
Couldn’t even tell any difference that it made
Superstition won’t teach us well.
And I don’t give a shit about the passing of my fate
Faith is poison / That we know too well
And I reject the thought / That we can’t help ourselves
Spent a while
Waiting for my life to go fulfill itself
As if I earned the break.
Stayed inside
But the future seems more distant when we stunt ourselves
And it’s never too late
No way in the world that i'm owed a wish
This life of shit, it cannot quit
No way in the world that i'm owed a wish
But I will keep on losing it
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3. |
Counterfeit Smiles
02:54
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No way to outlast
Too much to undo if we sit and stew
Ignoring the facts
Stopping at nothing to ruin this place, it’s such a shame
Just because you’re older / Don’t mean you’re wiser
A sorry excuse / A sorry excuse
Jaded views, and a shit attitude / are all you’ve got left
Are you happy with that?
Let’s fade to black now / Don’t wonder what comes next
A bullet in your back would lift the guilt right off your chest.
We finally reached the end / Of your tradition
We’re forging our own path / the new rendition
Repent, the blood will spill over / you'll watch it all turn
Regret, your ending is closer / we’ll watch you all burn
Fade to black now / Don’t wonder what comes next
A bullet to the head would lift / The guilt right off your chest
We finally reached the end / Of your tradition
Here comes the end of days / Here comes your end of days / The new rendition
Caught in the past / thought spills away
Lost in the sea / of antiquity
Filled to the brim / gasping for air
Choke on the myths / that you declare
Drown with the lies / drown with your friends
No turning back / we’ll never end
Drown with the fraud / the corruption
Take your last breath / we are what’s left
Embrace your death
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4. |
This Morbid Life
02:33
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Insecurity, gets the best of me
Testing me over and over, relentlessly
Lost conviction I held in my breath
Can't find solace that I once kept
Caught up lost in the relentless day to day
What was once full of life begins to decay
My reflections not what it used to see
Regressing to what we’re supposed to be
We had teeth once / Now we bare gums
Softened by our exit strategy
Haven’t seen you / around town much lately
Hope it’s going according to your plan
If we just, bide our time / We can last another breath
Attempt to keep promises, we thought would be kept
If we just, bide our time / We can live without regret
Fulfill all the promises, we thought would be kept
We had teeth once
Now we bare gums
Bested by ourselves
Fake it till you make it is what i was told
But it's so hard to fake it when it's getting cold
Fake it till you make it is what i was told
But it's so hard to fake it when it's getting cold
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5. |
Out of Mind
02:52
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Belief / leads to relief
But are we fooling ourselves?
Betray / and pave your way
Leave them to question themselves
Beget / force the unrest
It’s time to level off the playing field
Begin accepting what we know to be real
Let’s make the most of every second we have
Cause there’s one thing that is clear
Define it all / by who you are / the battles won / embrace the scars
You're only what the rest can see then fall into ambiguity
And I can’t make sense of this
As we let go of what we know to be true
But I’m not a pessimist
Lay down your cross, embrace what’s in front of you
Lay down your cross / embrace the world in front of you
Don’t need your point of view
No one i've ever seen / has had the capacity
To solve our mystery / and end this misery
I can’t make sense of this
This world we’ve built around ourselves
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6. |
Sour Spot
02:17
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Filled with giant a sense of community
A feeling that’s real and fucking true to me
Surrounded by people of the same mind
And sharing sweat with our own kind
It’s too familiar cause we’ve been here before
And time and time again we’ve been knocked down to the floor
In 4 years you’ll leave and forge a new path
And we’ll make new friends and see what lasts
Out with the old, in with the new
The cycle regenerates
Trust when we say, “We've been there, too”
Filled with youthful exuberance
Just know that it's happened before
We’ve been bouncing around from door to door
Once it starts it’s bound to stop: Money, Ego, Life or Cops
You can’t kill us / We’re already dead
The blood’s been pouring out my head
You can’t kill us / We’re already dead
These concrete floors are all that’s left
It doesn't fade away / Only you do
Just wait until the day / That they’ll replace you
It all felt familiar / Until you became vacant
No prospect, no good news / For years we watched you fake it
Time will tear it all down
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7. |
Catch My Breath
01:18
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Watch the walls come closing in
Feel my arms pinned back again
No time to unwind / The threads of my mind collide
And tie up ambitions
Like a car crash settling
Into crushed cans unforgiving
I’m gasping for peace and grasping at straws to breathe
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Well I’ve been clutching to this instance
Where I could catch my breath and live another day
The air gets colder when we let the hate in
Wish I could bite my tongue and make it go away
It’s about time that we find out / What the dysfunction’s all about
Tossing and turning, no end in sight / Cut our losses, break the light
Process, regret / Useless remains are all that’s left
Filled to the brim with all your shit / No value in a hypocrite
Shit shoveling hypocrite
Well I’ve been clutching to this instance
Where I could catch my breath and live another day
The air gets colder when we let the hate in
Wish I could bite my tongue and make it go away
Well I’ve been clutching to this instance
Where I could catch my breath and live another day
And I’d be nicer if you let me keep my distance
Wish I could bite my tongue and make it go away
I’ve been so distant / You sense the pattern
Said, “What is the matter?” / I just can’t help it
We’ve tried a million times / To try to make this right
Let’s cut our losses and leave it better than we found it
Catch my breath and learn to live another day
Bite my tongue and make those feelings go away
Catch my breath and learn to live another day
Bite my tongue and make those feelings go away
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9. |
Rotten Dichotomy
02:30
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We, are not a fucking computer / We’re more than zeros and ones
Ignorance, more in the middle / And that’s what we’ll all become
We can’t escape the dichotomy / Learn that acceptance is key
Rotting out this old machine / We will not be lost to be
Between what you think is wrong or right, cant see the light
Blinded by the vacancy
Time to reclaim what's all our own, more than we've ever known Drowning in antiquity
Look and realize what we've become, time to overcome
Rise above reality
Time to reclaim what's all our own, more than we've ever known
More than we've ever fucking known
A sucker for the familiar / A glutton for the past
Opinions branded as “resilience” / Every day should be your last
Tolerance is fucking bullshit / You’re proving that you just don't care
If that's all you can do just quit / At least we’ll save what is there
There's no defense it's time to stop / Before my ears begin to bleed
If you can’t let they be they / Stop the misdeed
Conditioned to believe the duality is real
It’s time to let the bigots be taken down by the misfits
We will not agree to secede, this is our fucking time
As your generation crumbles, ours will begin to rise
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10. |
Glass Hands
02:23
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Curate your life for the masses / But don’t let anyone in
Build this facade of perfection / While it keeps on crumbling
Continue to amplify the void / Is anybody listening?
Contradict ideals you’ve employed / I don’t fucking get it
It may be comfortable to stay inside your fishbowl
Put in place piece by piece, row by row
None of it is real, you’re fucking lost, searching for a soul
Leaning on validation from people that you don’t even know
But none of it is real, you’re fucking lost, searching for a soul
Leaning on validation from people that you don’t even know
So let’s pick up all the pieces / As they crumble in your life
You’re collecting all the points now / I’m just trying to get by
And in ten years will you remember / All the moments that passed by?
Put it all down / Convince the world that you’re alive
Curate your life for the masses / But don’t let anyone in
Build this facade of perfection / While it keeps on crumbling
Continue to amplify the void / Is anybody listening?
Contradict ideals you’ve employed / I don’t fucking get it
Hashtag wisdom lacks any form of substance
Living your life as if it's going to be scored
True freedom lies in forging your own path, out there on your own
Turning your back on all the crutches that you’ve known
Why do we feel so god damn empty on the inside?
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11. |
Fine Print
02:57
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Commodification perpetuates desperation
We just can’t break free
Faulty explanations pushing us to isolation
Distorted all that we can see
When up is down, who’s left to be right?
The darkness keeps me up at night
Protecting ourselves / From lies you sell
And I can’t find / A semblance of truth
These based sentiments / Won’t get us far
When screen time becomes revenue
Sold your soul / To commercials
When a half truth becomes a lie / Who is held accountable?
The pressure here is insurmountable
When falsehoods take on their own lives / We are still responsible
To reject what cannot be logical
Weaponized information breeds this global asphyxiation
Hysteria, your brains being to rot
Decay into the flock that they wanted all along
Hysteria, your brains being to rot
Decay into the flock that they wanted all along
Revolutions are televised and monetized / Sold to our diminished lives
Underneath the guise of betterment / It’s making me so sick
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12. |
Better Medicine
02:47
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Disengagement / From the narrative
Superstition / Is imperative
Never live up / To what you portray
We’re the fracture / In these lines you paint
Better medicine / The life you project
Don’t mean much to me / Cause I got my friends
Better medicine / The life you project
Is a fantasy / Drown in your delusion
I’m not dwelling in mistakes I’ve made / I won’t retrace that path
I’m not counting every breath I take / Cause it will be my last
I’m not dwelling in mistakes I’ve made / I won’t retrace that path
Sick of acting like a fucking fake / We are the contrast
I’m not giving up, oh no / Five months til we’re on the road
When I’m down and feeling low / These 3 chords are where I’ll go
I’m not giving up, oh no / Two weeks til we play a show
When life sets us to explode. / This will always feel like home.
The negatives won’t manifest / Cause I’ve got you inside my chest
Hold me down / To Earth
What’s it like to live a normal life / between the lines?
Never thought that we would ever want / to coincide
Change the tide / Change the tide / Cause you won’t / Run my life
I’m not giving up, oh no / Five months til we’re on the road
When I’m down and feeling low / These 3 chords are where I’ll go
I’m not giving up, oh no / Two weeks til we play a show
When life sets us to explode / This will always feel like
Home to me / Temporary sanctuary / Brick by fucking brick
Built up straight from the ground
Makes no difference / What the distance / We’ll surpass it / And persist
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