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Living selfishly is how I sever roots
Living blindly is how I forgot home
When I'm gone, I'm gone
Taking all the words I've said
I want to like where I am
But I regret where I've been
It's not that I don't care, I'm just tired of trying to.
You're not as far as I need you to be
Leaving quickly is how I leave nothing
Leaving alone is how I keep distance
When I'm gone, I'm gone
Taking all the words I've said
I want to like where I am
But I regret where I've been
It's not that I don't care, I'm just tired of trying to.
You're not as far as I need you to be
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Underneath it all its your love.
Keeping me from letting go.
I'm improving for no one but me
Why don't you get it?
I'll rip my chest wide open
Exposing my heart and my soul
And you'll mock the way I'm coping
While pulling the flesh from my bones.
I want to write the words that make you understand
Why I’m this angry
And why I can’t tell you I’m sorry
But I won’t and it’s killing me
I'll rip my chest wide open
Exposing my heart and my soul
And you'll mock the way I'm coping
While pulling the flesh from my bones.
Underneath it all, I’m barely human
Underneath it all, I’m hardly worth it
If I find out I'm going to die, I hope it's love.
My future is mine. But it's forever fleeting.
You haven't heard me, till you’ve heard me on fire
I'll rip my chest wide open
Exposing my heart and my soul
And you'll mock the way I'm coping
While pulling the flesh from my bones.
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graves. - Midwest Sports
03:29
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(Silea)
Over the course of the last six months we've been growing apart,
From each other and I’m not sure if I should hold on,
To these friendships that are willing to leave me behind.
You’re making plans and I’m falling to pieces all by myself.
I’m so disconnected.
This lakeside view isn't worth the knot in my chest whenever I’m home.
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(Silea)
You spoke with a wicked tongue,
Not leaving me the chance to defend myself.
And all at once the room went silent,
Awaiting my response,
Hoping I would answer quietly,
So I bit my tongue.
Despite what I felt was right.
Drowning in a sea of faith,
Your beliefs will be your undoing.
And I’m still in awe that you found it acceptable,
To be so condescending.
(Douglas)
Your feelings were made up too soon.
If you would have thought it out.
I’d agree with you.
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