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Dos And Don'ts, Coulds And Won'ts
It's all left in my hands
But they're as broken as my stance
Solidarity will quietly comfort
The Xs on my eyes
Cross my heart and hope to die
Sinking feelings running dry
And like a candle
We're burning softly
Fly off the handle
With broken wings as useful as my dreams
Let it all sing like a melody
One we've already heard, one we already know
Untie my wrists so i can slit my throat
Together we both fell
Together we both fell apart
Shift your weight from heel to toe, lets go now
Red-love and Ceecil-green
The only colors i can see
I want you to know you made me Me
You called me brother
We danced on the streets while growing up
Now just another thing left to do
Atop a list of don'ts
And let it all sing like a melody
One we've already heard, one we already know
Untie my wrists so i can slit my throat
I'll be here when its time
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21 Shots
04:37
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21 Shots
All alone when I'm at home
More alone around my friends
My face wedged in a corner and my back against a wall
The only ones that I know
That can keep my head from spilling
Are these 3 spiral notebooks that I'm almost done filling
Not a line can calm me down
I'm packing up to leave this frown
My bottom's up, I've cracked my crown
I like to think she's just a granted wish away
A wish I've wished 1000 ways
Salute me now with 21 shots
Stomach's tied in forget-me-(k)nots
Feeling's a feeling that I've replaced
And fear is a fear that I've never faced
Invincible in my barricade skin
Barricades also trap you in
Restrained to my bed, ropes have slit my wrists
With fingers making fists, I scream aloud
One year later my regrets
Coincide with all of my bets
I'm not much of a gambler just a rambler rambling off
Wishing for resolutions like
Wishing for stars on cloudy nights
I watch as shooting stars are shooting all of my wishes down
People changing for the worst
Like turning feelings into verse
All the strong ones, they change first
An echoing mistake that never fades away
Mistakes don't ever change their ways
Salute me now with 21 shots
Stomach's tied in forget-me-(k)nots
Feeling's a feeling that I've replaced
And fear is a fear that i've never faced
Invincible in my barricade skin
Barricades also trap you in
Restrained to my bed, ropes have slit my wrists
With fingers making fists, I scream aloud
Suffocating on my pride
I chose my feet over my heart
Collapsing at the finish line
Choking since the start
Can't stop holding on
Cant stop leaning on the edge
And I'll wait right here in case you come around
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Best Friends
03:26
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Best Friends
I'm almost home
From the road
I've got just 2 hours to go
Too late to make it to your show
But we can cope
With the inevitable
State of affairs
I'm tired of asking
"Hey, how was your show?"
I wish I could've been there so I'd know
Once you've got time
It's time for me to pack
It seems our releases
Are holding us back
I'm in Chicago
You're in Baltimore
As our tired heads meet restless floors
Another day
Another state apart
So we can play along
Along with the beating of our hearts
But once we get back home the coffee's reeling
The bottoms of our mugs point toward the ceiling
The cycle goes on and on
Next thing you know
Its time to go
I really want the best for you
I think you're the best at what you do
Each time we take the stage
Between each song we play
I hear Detroit call our names
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Winter of Hope
03:27
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Winter of Hope
Is there anything to stop this feeling
The feeling of feeling this lost
And I'm so helpless
That I'm going to die alone
Another January morning
Another 6 inches of snow
And my cartilage has frozen to my bones
Music blasting through my headphones
It still doesn't drown out the sound
Of another, another repetitious boring year
There's still hope when tomorrow doesn't care about you
But in order to know that, you're going to have to live through tonight
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