1. |
Burning Chromosomes
03:31
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Burning Chromosomes
I don’t know why it feels this way
Boats are sinking in the bay
The way the air used to feel
Now it’s all so unconcealed
Watching as the day erodes
Wishing for some antidote
Worried what the night will bring
I’m afraid of everything
All I asked was to be left alone
Now I sit here burning chromosomes
Counting cars that pass me by
Nervous I’ve been pushed aside
Bottled up by my own hand
Feeling like I’ve been goddamned
Categorize my every thought
Ringing like some distant shot
Every weight that tethered me
Somehow hangs in jeopardy
I needed some time by myself
Now I’m stewing in my rotting smell
Feels like somehow I’ve been cursed
Though there’s some that have it worse
Still it’s not a holiday
Living in this self-made cage
Alone and afraid x3
It’s no holiday
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2. |
Dry
03:41
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Dry
I’ve got a car doesn’t run anymore
Plants growing up through the rusted metal floor
And I think something may be living in the back
When it snows I see tracks
Wiling my time inside
These days it’s hard to be dry
I’m taking pictures of my grandfather’s tools
Set ‘em up on the wobbly wooden stool
Adjust the lighting shoot and put ‘em back
Sit in the chair where he once sat
Trying my best to comply
These days it’s hard to be dry
If there is something like a message in this place
It’s either hiding or has long since been erased
Still I understand how it holds such allure
There’s history in this air
Somehow I’m still surprised
These days it’s hard to be dry
These days it’s hard to be dry
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3. |
Shooting These Arrows
05:01
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Shooting These Arrows
You’re sleeping so quiet as I am leaving
I come in softly and check on your breathing
My concentration has lately been waning
Buckling under the stress and the straining
I’m shooting these arrows square at the sky
Hoping they hover and you’ll survive
I will be elsewhere when they hit the ground
I need to leave here get out of town
I know these bodies explode like the shuttle
Sometimes the fallout happens more subtle
Morning light wanders in like a bomb
As we explore this becoming undone
I’m shooting these arrows square at the sky
Hoping they hover and you’ll survive
I will be elsewhere when they hit the ground
I need to leave here get out of town
You sensed a subtle falling apart
I knew the hard ground wasn’t that far
Breath in the air dangles like clouds
As you lay sleeping there in the house
I know that someday I’ll be coming back
Shadows don’t notice where they’re attached
All these reminders sing like a drunkard
I’m like the president safe in my bunker
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4. |
The Way I Escape
04:03
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The Way I Escape
Caught in the light again
With my pants down
It’s been the regular
As long as I remember
Walking the streets at night
Drinking the cheapest wine
Hoping I get lost this time
I’ve been known to disappear
Maybe once or twice a year
Sometimes I just need a break
To stew in my mistakes
Spinning in circles
Without any purpose
Goddamn this weather
It’s worse than ever
Wallowing in my head
Wishing I could forget
Maybe tonight I’ll freeze to death
I’ve been known to disappear
Maybe once or twice a year
Sometimes I just need a break
To stew in my mistakes
Watching the cars again
Wondering where I’ve been
Starting to dwindle
I feel like Rip Van Winkle
A pack of cigarettes
And a months rent
Now I’m pulling up my pants
Sometimes I just reappear
I know that it seems weird
There’s a way that I escape
Please don’t be afraid
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5. |
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Burning Chromosomes
I don’t know why it feels this way
Boats are sinking in the bay
The way the air used to feel
Now it’s all so unconcealed
Watching as the day erodes
Wishing for some antidote
Worried what the night will bring
I’m afraid of everything
All I asked was to be left alone
Now I sit here burning chromosomes
Counting cars that pass me by
Nervous I’ve been pushed aside
Bottled up by my own hand
Feeling like I’ve been goddamned
Categorize my every thought
Ringing like some distant shot
Every weight that tethered me
Somehow hangs in jeopardy
I needed some time by myself
Now I’m stewing in my rotting smell
Feels like somehow I’ve been cursed
Though there’s some that have it worse
Still it’s not a holiday
Living in this self-made cage
Alone and afraid x3
It’s no holiday
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6. |
Dry (demo)
03:37
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Dry
I’ve got a car doesn’t run anymore
Plants growing up through the rusted metal floor
And I think something may be living in the back
When it snows I see tracks
Wiling my time inside
These days it’s hard to be dry
I’m taking pictures of my grandfather’s tools
Set ‘em up on the wobbly wooden stool
Adjust the lighting shoot and put ‘em back
Sit in the chair where he once sat
Trying my best to comply
These days it’s hard to be dry
If there is something like a message in this place
It’s either hiding or has long since been erased
Still I understand how it holds such allure
There’s history in this air
Somehow I’m still surprised
These days it’s hard to be dry
These days it’s hard to be dry
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7. |
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Shooting These Arrows
You’re sleeping so quiet as I am leaving
I come in softly and check on your breathing
My concentration has lately been waning
Buckling under the stress and the straining
I’m shooting these arrows square at the sky
Hoping they hover and you’ll survive
I will be elsewhere when they hit the ground
I need to leave here get out of town
I know these bodies explode like the shuttle
Sometimes the fallout happens more subtle
Morning light wanders in like a bomb
As we explore this becoming undone
I’m shooting these arrows square at the sky
Hoping they hover and you’ll survive
I will be elsewhere when they hit the ground
I need to leave here get out of town
You sensed a subtle falling apart
I knew the hard ground wasn’t that far
Breath in the air dangles like clouds
As you lay sleeping there in the house
I know that someday I’ll be coming back
Shadows don’t notice where they’re attached
All these reminders sing like a drunkard
I’m like the president safe in my bunker
|
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8. |
The Way I Escape (demo)
04:02
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The Way I Escape
Caught in the light again
With my pants down
It’s been the regular
As long as I remember
Walking the streets at night
Drinking the cheapest wine
Hoping I get lost this time
I’ve been known to disappear
Maybe once or twice a year
Sometimes I just need a break
To stew in my mistakes
Spinning in circles
Without any purpose
Goddamn this weather
It’s worse than ever
Wallowing in my head
Wishing I could forget
Maybe tonight I’ll freeze to death
I’ve been known to disappear
Maybe once or twice a year
Sometimes I just need a break
To stew in my mistakes
Watching the cars again
Wondering where I’ve been
Starting to dwindle
I feel like Rip Van Winkle
A pack of cigarettes
And a months rent
Now I’m pulling up my pants
Sometimes I just reappear
I know that it seems weird
There’s a way that I escape
Please don’t be afraid
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