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End
03:13
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Brightened silence surrounds again
As this midnight drive takes the same old turns
Passing landmarks in my head
Too many times I've found myself alone
Leaving behind all the time wanting to find a home
And in dark I stammer, stutter step
Trip over my words
Can't see eye to eye
Staring at the ground with my thoughts in the sky
I'll bear the blame, take the weight of your problems
I know I swear it's my fault this is written dow in code
But I want it cracked, blow the safe
Steal my intentionsI'm sorry, I swear I was listening
I just couldn't hear a word you said
Don't think I'll deliver a message
Don't try to find any substance
I am no advocate, can't speak for shit
Started screaming words, started losing it
I'll try to see things the way you paint them
I'll try to hear the way you sing
It's just these thoughts they come at any hour and time
And I try hard to make you think that they are mine
But no, I have not created
It's just repeating things I might have heard, or maybe dreams
I want so badly to see
I want so badly to sing
No love
No hope
Just death
Just cold
I swore I stood with stronger men
At least they'll remember me
They will remember me
Please God. Remember me.
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Wound
02:41
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Have you ever witnessed a minute bleeding so quickly into days?
It's been so haunting, seeing a brother but not recognizing his face
So void, all consumed, where once a fire burned, mere ashes remain
With a fate so ever inviting, comfort calling to, your restless soul may lay
How fast this love transcends
Such a constant, turning cycle
How often we're at bitter ends
I'm so sick of running circles
Beliefless, barren, holding dust and ruin
Sleepless, staring, molding trust and new sin
Frigid hands
Fired eyes
A timid stand for a tired life
One step ahead is another pace alone
I've always kept my heart the furthest place from home
Living loveless, dying bloodless
We can't change this, I'll let the cold set in
Go numb and hope I never feel again.
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New Low
01:22
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Claims of compassion
Act like you care
You still consume the innocent ensnared
Who gave you the right to kill and train?
Your hands cry out blood red, but show no shame
Full of excuses
Lacking heart
Not yours to use
Force fed from the start
You are not above anything
Live life without bringing another ending
Nothing more than a tradition outdated
Killing the earth, killing ourselves
No form of life deserves to be degraded
TIme to take this old book off the shelves
A call for hope, a call for life
Burn the rope, cut all the ties
Bring an end, tear it down
It's time to send the message now
Until all are free
None can rest
The truth is out
Nowhere to hide
This is murder
Genocide
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Pessimist
01:58
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Wake up, wake up, open your eyes
Another night, more dreams gone by
Begging to stay where I had control
There was no hurt, I felt no cold
The most bitter part of dreams is that they're all made to flee
Finally holding on to what I want most
True satisfaction remains a ghost
If I could see new life
If I could just hear brighter sounds
I swear I'd feel it then
Better things would surround
The most bitter part of life is that we're all made to die.
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Decline
00:53
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Decline
I've fallen down so many times
I've given up on getting back up
Broken mirrors and black cats can't add up to my bad luck
Tripping over shifting soil
Over cliffs, I'm caught in a free fall
Stuck in this living Hell of strife and turmoil
Tying the noose
And kicking the chair
I'll watch myself hang in the air
I have never seen a darker place
I have never seen a blacker night
Everywhere I look, I see a stranger's face
Knocked down, blacked out
In this never ending fight
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