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Monsters
04:27
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It's hard to speak your mind when you're a ghost in your own life
It's not something that I would want for you
And It's rather sad to say that things never quite go a skeletons way and
I must admit; I felt like I was made of bones today
And all of the monsters can choke on every word they ever whispered
In your ears
And I know it's dark outside and I also know there's nothing to fear
Except for fear
And I'm so sorry that I'm always over here instead of there
But I know
It's hard to get older when you're looking up and no one knows
That hearts grow colder every day
And it's hard to be a "man" when skeletons keep getting screwed up in Your plans
But we'll make it
Why?
Because I know we can
It's hard to be there for you
To teach you everything that I think that you should know
And I try so hard because we're flesh and blood but
In the end I'm still just skin and bones
But I'll be there anyway
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Warm... Or Something
02:52
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I have always been someone who has a lot to say
And I'm not saying you walked in and stole my breath away
But you did leave me perplexed
And I thought very carefully about what I did and said next
But that was then and this is now and now we are both older
And saying all these words out loud is a weight off of my shoulders
What I'm trying to get out of my mouth is that I want you to stick around
And I feel like I have dreamed about everything I just said
Or maybe it was in a film I watched or I'm ripping off some book I read
I don't care, the message is still the same
You occupy what once was an empty space in my brain
And you and I both know I want to avoid being hurt
So we can start off from the ground, get our hands covered in dirt
We can start slow, if you'd like, and see where we end up
Can we sustain a fire? Will our feelings be enough to keep us warm?
And you and I both know I want to avoid being alone,
But if you ever want me to leave just say and word and I'll be gone
We'll take it slow for now and see if seas get rough
We care about each other, but will our feelings be enough to
Keep us warm?
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Haircuts/Cigarettes
03:06
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I remember the first time we all met
Before I cut off my hair and you all started smoking cigarettes
That evening is one I won't forget soon to say the least
And we watched each other grow up every day
Seems we were carefree last week and suddenly it's all changed
Looks like we'll all go our own ways
And we all knew that these days wouldn't last
We'd grow up, move out, get jobs, and yet now that I am looking back
I couldn't fathom we'd separate just like dropped glass
But we did
And I can't say I know what's around the bend
Maybe we'll all buy a house together, live in it until we're dead
But that seems unlikely to me
At best
And there's no point in wishing for the past
While things were good then we all know that there's no way of going back
Besides we've all been there, done that
Yes we have
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Suburbs/Overpasses
02:50
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I am overcast
Over the places where life crawls
Suburbs and Overpasses
Shaded from the sun
People take their cars
Anywhere on any given day
Betcha' some will take the overpass
In my shade
It's all a grid
The city where we live
Can't tell from the ground, but from the sky I've found it's
All a grid
It's all a grid
All the country outside of it
Plots of land made up by man
It's all a grid
And we're minuscule specks
From where we sit under the stars
With small heads and smaller hearts
We're minuscule specks
From where we sit under the stars
They are overcast
Over the world where we crawl
Mountains and continents
Are their suburbs and their overpasses
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5. |
Alone/Alive
06:10
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When I was eleven they came and took us away
To learn from the liars and learn to live in the new age
I learned how to copy notes (messily) in cursive on a page
I learned to spell "silhouette" and all about the image
You need to be loved,
And no, I didn't feel loved
And they told me they'd miss me
But I wasn't blissfully unaware of how they all felt, oh no,
You see I'd been a loner. I'd sat in the corners
Waiting for the sun to come and melt me down into a puddle
Filled with organs and bones
They told me they'd miss me
Hah.
You could've fooled me
They were lying
That much I know
You once were my bother. It turned out like Abel and Cain
And the knife in my back left more than physical pain
Now I see you in memories that I can't leave behind
And no matter how hard I try I can't make them die
Oh no. They are alive,
And we are both still alive
But the chain that once linked us is gathering dust
And I don't think that it will be picked up again
We do co-exist, but I'm not optimistic
That I could ever call you my friend so
I'll avoid your eyes forever
Just like you'll dodge my own
The chain that once linked us couldn't handle the rust
And you're corrosive.
I'll be fine on my own
These days I feel hollow beneath the surface
Nobody's calling my bluff and it's making me nervous
All of my depth has faded, withered, regressed
And what the hell happened is anyone's guess
I guess that I am alive
At least I am still alive
I am alive
I am so goddamn alive
And I'm broken and weary
And I have no theories in regards to what's wrong with me
And I'm drained. It's uncanny that I'm still here standing
Guess life wasn't all it was cracked up to be
So I'll chew out God in his office
And give him the shit that he's owed
The angels can evict me
I don't give a fuck
Cause at this point
Hell feels like home
So sing with me
La dada dadada la dada dadada ladada da da dada
And if you ask if I'm happy
I'll tell you that I am
But I'll be lying:
I'm only happy when I am alone.
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The Atrium Saskatoon, Saskatchewan
The Atrium is a Saskatoon based chill'n guitar + vocal based solo act. Nomnomnom.
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