1. |
Matchsticks
03:15
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You've gotten good at burning bridges that you've built out of match sticks
And I don't think that you know how to let your guard down
Cause every day is the same and everyone is out to get you
But you've got friends and you know that so why don't try and understand
That the world isn't out to get you
And I've been spending all my time with some ghosts- friends of mine
They like to tell me it's okay and not to worry today
And we dance to the tune of some old forgotten songs
And you know if it isn't right then I would rather be wrong
Cause this life is too short not to dance
This life is too short so live it.
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2. |
Not My Day
03:20
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This is not my day she said
And I said I could relate
She said is that so my friend
If you only knew the half of it
Cause every day is still the same
We sit and wonder what went wrong
And every day we sit and play
The same old stupid songs
So why don't we take a walk
And we can just get lost
Anywhere you want I'll follow you
As long as it would cheer you up
Cause every day is still the same
We sit here screaming what went wrong
And ever day we sit and play
The same old stupid songs
I've got an idea
Let's change our names and find new places
We'll put on new masks and run away
I've got an idea
Let's change our names and find new places
We can catch the next bus out of here
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3. |
Spread So Thin
05:50
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Can I call you back? I'm in no shape to talk to anyone right now.
Much less you
I'll just lock myself away in my room.
Away from everyone all night
Especially you
Lately it feels like I'm spread so thin
I can't help wanting to be a shut in
Lock me up solitary confinement
I'll let myself out when I've got a reason
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4. |
June 9th, 2010
04:45
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With a lonely cup of coffee in the morning
after I took you to your place for work
after I drove back home through the pale blue light
here i sit in my room all alone
And I remember you lying so peaceful
in my bed not two hours ago
and if i could admit that sometimes I would sit
and watch you sleeping so beautiful
And now I'm left here sitting in reflection
In front of this dumb computer screen
And I think of your smile more than once in while
And I hope you're out there thinking of me
Now the blue light of morning turns yellow
As I sit here still lost in my thoughts
Coffee cup number two I'm still thinking of you
And how I hate writing stupid love songs
But I've always written about people
And the stuff going on in my life
And this is no exception I think with out question
It's important and I hope you don't mind
Cause with the tones of my room ever changing
With the desperately growing sunlight
I can sit here all alone with out fear
Or lonelieness or occupying my mind
I miss you all the time
I can't wait til tonight
So I'm here with my favorite records
And I'm on my third cup of joe
I'm wide awake it's morning and I'm sure that
Somehow you already know
That I'm not going anywhere oh no
That I'm not going anywhere kiddo
I miss you all the time
I can't wait til tonight
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5. |
Last Song
05:43
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I sat and thought about it for a long long time
And sometimes I don't know how I keep these friends of mine
I'm surprised that I have any friends left at all
And hey sometimes it's hard to breath
And I guess that I should be happy
I think that I have lost count of just how many times
Again and again you guys have saved my life
I'm surprised that I have survived this long
And hey sometimes it's hard to breath
And I guess that I should be happy
*Then there comes the broken homes
The problems we get from being alone
Cause when we earn our adult eyes
There's no more room for childhood lies*
And hey sometimes it's hard to breath
And I guess that I should be happy
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6. |
Butterflies
04:55
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When I was young they'd say
One day you'll grow out of it
It's just a phase
Now I'm grown up and they say
I thought you'd have grown out of it
by now what can I say
How can I explain my self?
I guess in many ways
I don't think I'll ever grow up
at least not today
And I still get the shakes
when you you give me butterflies
dunno what to say
And I'm still waiting to grow into these shoes that I am supposed to fill
And I'm still waiting to grow into these hand me down clothes who knows who knows
How can I explain myself
I'm giving it all I've got?
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