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Daisy
03:24
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Well I hate the way your voice sounds when you talk to me
So desperate and weak like you're trying to convince yourself
That the past six years weren't a lie
You climb the highest mountain tops, converse with the greatest minds
Though you're back here with me
I'm not trying to be cruel I just need to get some sleep
New Year's 2009
In a flash flood of red wine, old grudges, suppressed appetite
We made our peace
Since then the fire outside has been spreading
As flames lick the window sill, floorboards start to crown
There ain't a drop of water around
Well I'm not trying to be cruel
I just need to get some sleep
So I spent all this time playing shows, stacking student debt, mailing envelopes
Full of hours I spent working my hands to the bone
Dead end job
Self-medicating
Shitty cars
In South shore basements
Writing songs
Barely holding on
This ain't the way I
Wanted to go tonight
Driving in circles
Trying hard to find the right words
This ain't the way I
Wanted to act tonight
Lost inside my own head
Trying hard to be the better man
Locked and loaded
Bored, yet choked up
This was a bad idea
We are a bad idea
Locked and loaded
Bored, yet choked up
This was a bad idea
I am the worst idea
I'm not trying to be cruel
I just need to get some sleep
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Constant
Etched in our minds with brick and bone
A loss leading practice that feeds on the ill-informed
Faultless
This is the act that scars a man
The contra the broken the un-American plan
All eyes towards the sun
This is the end of days
Loss of the stable things
Death of the honest way
You're on your own
All hope has fractured divine
Bullseye
Knock'em dead in the later rounds
Attack through attrition 'til they're buried in the ground
All eyes towards the sun
This is the end of days
Loss of the stable things
Death of the honest way
You're on your own
All hope has fractured divine
Always talking
Saying nothing
All your empathy is a ghost
Static translucent that's living through parables
Stuck in a place that time forgot
Archaic banter a noose to progressive thought
It's getting cold
Winds ripping through the trees
I'm finally alone
To mend back my jaded warped sense of reality
This is the end of days
Loss of the stable things
Death of the honest way
You're on your own
I hear the ring of the phone
Begging me to come back
A tactless play by the wolves
Who hide in the leaves
I hear the ring of the phone
A desperate attempt to make me see
All of these sickly things that they believe
Hell is a still in your mind
Hell is a still in your mind
I hear the ring of the phone
If this is what we strive for
Why do I feel indifferent
Hopelessly walking circles inside my head trying to finally feel
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P.K. Thundah
05:16
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I've spent
Nearly four years
Staring at a wall
While these old clothes and empty cans of seltzer
Make a mountain range of the floor
Bad news
Struck too soon
and shook the earth below my feet
Infectious decent into crippling anxiety
Although they're just words I tend to hold to high accord
To justify all these complex patterns notes and silly chords
Senseless
Catatonic
As I watch out my window
A silent film like argument
While my cat plays the soundtrack on the piano
At the end of the day you find yourself
Hard pressed to separate fact from fiction
At the end of the day you find yourself
Buried in the bottle to make your thoughts go away
I've spent
Nearly three years pacing back and forth
Is it hopeless
On the verge of breaking
Afraid to make a choice
Bad news
Struck too soon
And cracked the earth below my feet
But I'm OK
Heart's still beating
Content with whats become of me
A struggle to fill a void left so long ago
A hole dug by years of self-loathing
Coke bottle frames and broken bones
Heartless
Despondent
As I watch out my window
A silent film like boxing match
While my cat played the fight riff on my piano
The night Sarah picked me up
And we drove down the shoreline
A late night confession
A pardon
A chance to get my head right
The past two years I've seen you fall apart
A shadow
A likeness that I don't know anymore
This ain't the way it's supposed to be
Your just a ghost of what has been
You gotta get, get over it
Your selfish
No sense of focus
I feel this era has reached it's end
you're just a ghost of what has been
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DO A BARREL ROLL!!!!!
05:56
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She spends these nights standing at the end of a cliff
Nervously pacing
Preaching the rhetoric
Gospel of petty things
To ignorant to battle with her crumbling mental state
Heartbeat this just isn't me
God knows she's coming 'round the bend
He spends each day digging deeper a hole in the ground
Transfixed on
Sad truths in melodies
Same simple running themes
Fear of the buried things deep in his bloodstream
Heartbeat
Is this part of me
It's simple to walk off and play pretend
All
Is
Just
Fine
Lately
I've been a fool
Shot off my mouth again
Now the walls are caving in
Darling
You tighten the noose
On all the little things
That let me breathe without you
Passing time is a bearer of bad news and cryptic messages
Defying the rhetoric
Gospel of empty things
Afraid of the violence that hides in my bloodstream
Heartbeat is this part of me
God knows I'm coming 'round the bend
Man your guns for a long night
Tilting at windmills for the last time
It's simple to walk off
put your head in the sand
All
Is
Just
Fine
Lately
I've been a fool
Shot off my mouth again
Now the walls are caving in
Darling
You tighten the noose
On all the little things
That let me breathe with out you (x2)
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6. |
Bigeron Sword Dash
04:02
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Madeline stood in the front door screaming at me
It's four in the morning "Just where the fuck you been!!"
With a gasping breath I screamed
"I DON'T KNOW"
If never means never then where the hell'd you go
Finally I'll admit
You were right
These old bones are the worst
I'm digging them up in the backyard
Forgetting who my friends are
These lines all sound rehearsed
I'm battling demons nightly and pushing away from me
It started to simple
A seed planted in my brain
(maybe you're right this time, don't push your luck this time)
As love starts to snowball I'm fearing the avalanche
(maybe you're right this time, don't push your luck this time)
All the stones it took to build that wall
All these fights
(don't push your luck this time)
Those empty nights
(don't push your luck this time)
All these fights
(don't push your luck this time)
The emptiness I knew as safe
Finally I'll admit
You were right
These old bones are the worst
I'm digging them up in the backyard
Forgetting who my friends are
These lines all sound rehearsed
I'm battling demons nightly and pushing away from me
Sadly
I've fallen back again
On my faulted sense of notoriety
Oddly
I failed to make amends
With the ones who tried to break the way I see the world
The ones who tried to crack my ribs and finally feel anything
When the winds finally change
I'm dropping anchor
I'd rather die waiting
Then make it to shore
These old bones are the worst
I'm digging them up in the backyard
Forgetting who my friends are
Day by day
Song by song
Broken bones
Moving on
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7. |
Momo (Peach)
03:24
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I remember staring through your window
While your family circled 'round and prayed
I could feel my gut twist in agony
And my heartbreak staggered by the look upon your face
I know this ain't the end
Dig through all the evidence
A chance, a hope, a providence
Alone I'll stand
Focus on simple plans
Can I keep my hands busy and clean
'Cause you and me got it
You and me got it
When the rainstorm finally came
Washed the mud away
Singing you and me got it
I was thinking back to mid December
When I stood and pleaded on Peter's bridge
She said take the leap and go
Forget your body
Think of home
While I find some peace before I break the ice
I know this ain't the end
Dig through all the evidence
A chance, a hope, a providence
Alone I'll stand
Focus on simple plans
Can I keep my hands busy and clean
'Cause you and me got it
You and me got it
When the tides finally change
We'll sail right off into better things
Singing you and me got it
You and me got it
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Professor Caffeine & the Insecurities Boston, Massachusetts
Professor Caffeine & the Insecurities is a progressive, emo, math, and indie/post-rock amalgam from Boston, Massachusetts
and Providence, Rhode Island.
While often showcasing complex rhythmic changes and chaotic instrumentals, they always offer a wide variety of anthemic and memorable vocals with thoughtfully crafted hooks and a chorus you can shout along to.
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