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I know more than you think I do
Saw through the facade into the real you
It's hard to let go
Of the person I thought I'd known
My heart has betrayed my mind
You stole my trust and then you stole my time
I'm sitting wondering why
And the one that I wasted my time on
Is the one that had none
When the time had come
Did you think before the act?
I've seen a natural disaster with more tact
Like A hurricane not looking back
As you plead your innocence
A lack of conciense would be your best defense
Or oblivious, that serves you best
And the one that I wasted my time on
Is the one that had none
When the time had come
And now thanks to you,
I question who and what is true
What else am I to do?
Your blade in my back ended my life
But like a phoenix from the ashes I will rise
And set fire to your life
Did it feel good to do
Unto me as others did to you?
Because we both know it's true
That you have been in my shoes
And this is what you choose?
And the one that I wasted my time on
Is the one that had none
When the time had come
Because the time has come and gone
And I find myself just moving on
The time has come and gone
And I'm moving on
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The pressure like a vice grip to the temples
But the source is invisible and internal
I question why I ever believed a single lie
And sacrificed so much of my life
There is no room for learning, questioning just leads to burning
The sins of a finite life means that eternal torture is justified.
Bound by blind allegiance to a being whose teachings of forgiveness contradict it's followers lives.
I've questioned everything that I once believed
And the only answer is to keep on questioning.
And all the truths that I'd held inside
Were nothing more than the thoughts of a brainwashed child.
I'll be fine here on my own
No need to kneel before you on an imaginary throne.
I don't need the divine defined
Through the interpretation of another man's eyes.
Draw the lines and divide
Scientific fact from the divine
And cast aside those question in their minds
Then vilify
I'll be fine here on my own
No need to kneel before you on an imaginary throne.
I don't need the divine defined
Through the interpretation of another man's eyes.
I can see through my own
I'll question every belief that I hold
To make sure that they are my own.
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Best Friend
02:04
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Discordant and chaotic,
The consequence of a broken promise
I've always known just where this story goes
Into these blackout nights
Bloodshot eyes and city lights
The empty bottles line the streets I roam
A path so far from home
Underneath these razor lines
The mirror reflects a strangers eyes
Someone I swore I'd never know
A place I'd never go
Discordant and chaotic,
The consequence of a broken promise
I've always known just where this story goes
Empty pockets and these lies
All these drunken alibis
I need to sever ties and find a path towards
A little peace of mind, something to call mine and a little bit of room to grow
A little peace of mind, something to call mine and a little bit of room to know
Where to go when it's closing time
I lost my way under the city lights
I feel as cut up on the inside
As these poison lines
Too often I find I'm buying in
To the empty promise of a temporary fix
It's grown so bad that I don't even buy my lies
I've become what I despise
Hollowed out inside
Discordant and chaotic,
The consequence of a broken promise
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Oh great, so here we go again.
You're the plaintiff and I'm the defendant,
Won't you make your opening argument?
It's just some words that I left for dead,
Brought back to life and made current
Twist them to fit your intentions
The truth gets no honorable mention
Is this about me or you?
Just what is it that you think you're trying to prove?
It isn't what is said
But our actions that show what's going on in our heads
And you won't rest until
That piece of paper folded tight
In your pocket can now come to light
Highlighted notes in the margin,
Words I said taken out of context
If the jury could just see
Events the way that you perceived
I could take a seat in old sparky
And finally you could be rid of me
And then you could tell your friends
The villain's met his end
There's no chance of my vindication
Because you're just looking for some validation
As if my guilt erases all you've done wrong
My head in the guillotine
Of public opinion is what you feel you need
But your means don't justify my end
And the holes that you've left in the story
Will return to fade your glory
You're no taller because I have no head
And like a ghost, conscience haunts
Angered by the victory you flaunt
No one wins if everything is lost
What is there to be gained
By you and I playing this game?
It isn't what is said
But our actions that show what's going on in our heads.
And you won't rest until...
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Mediamanemanot
02:30
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Filed your name under "Lessons Learned"
Just because there's no fire
It doesn't meant that no one here is getting burned
And I guess I should have known
The first warning sign is hope
It's like I rise, just so I'll fall
I'm left with nothing here at all
It's like you and I
Are on different sides
Of an impassable and invisible divide
And it's construct is purely your design
As conversation turned to silence
I've got a pariah complex
Monosyllabic responses are on a 17 hour delay
I guess you needed time
To figure out what to say
Is it yes, no or maybe?
I feel like you played me
It's like you and I
Are on different sides
Of an impassable and invisible divide
It's like you and I
Are on different sides
Of an invisible line inside your mind
Where I am vilified and deemed a waste of time
And cast aside
You cast me aside
And in the silence I've had time
To connect the dots into lines
In between I can see what it is that you really mean
A single word "Goodbye"
It's like you and I
Are on different sides
Of an impassable and invisible divide
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I remember keeping nervous hands steady,
Convinced myself I was looking showtime ready
Hide these nervous eyes when yours would meet mine
It all started back on Winston Drive
As we sat like refugees by curbside
An oasis from the turbulence in our lives
The conversation went until the sunrise
Because the world had failed us both,
Crushed our dreams and made us both feel small
But I forgot that sense of defeat
That night as you sat there with me
I'm just the quiet type
Nervous and shy
I smile, nod and walk on by
I always seem to fail
The harder I try
I promised myself "not this time"
Two months had passed and I was leading a different life
Sleeping soundly every night
Until you had to go
And now this bed too small for two seems too big hear without you
And I can't sleep at all
Three weeks seemed like an eternity
Did you accidentally pack my sanity
And when are you coming home?
Because I can't sleep alone
Three hundred and thirteen miles
Now separate me from my smile
Three hundred and thirteen miles
Hours away from the end of eternity,
Waiting for the call to end this insanity
Heard your voice on the line
The engine's racing to keep pace
With my pounding heart
It's a familiar beat it's been that way
From the very start
I remember keeping nervous hands steady,
Convinced myself I was looking showtime ready
Hide these nervous eyes
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I seem to remember a time
When the words to songs were more important than rhymes
Being set against a proper time scheme
I remember being 17 and finding meaning in the screaming
And the reason in the rhyme
These days I find I'm still singing along
To the same old words of those same old songs
And sometimes a new one finds its way in
It reminds me a fire's still burning
We should be standing like trees
But instead we're blown like leaves
These days I find I'm still singing along
To the same old words of those same old songs
And sometimes a new one finds its way in
It reminds me a fire's still burning
Like it once did when I was a kid
Before I was so angry and jaded
And I'm getting tired of trying to defend
All the old bands following all the new trends
It's time to make up your mind
Maybe swing will be the next big thing
We'll all come our hair up high and sing
To the empty words of a vapid song
And we lose our souls as we sing along
And we all just sing along
We deserve to be forgotten
While we carried the torch the core has rotted
And we will get what deserve
We deserve to be forgotten
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I've seen the meaning of strength defined
By the conviction I've seen in your eyes
And all the things that you have done
With no expectation of thanks or celebration
Time and time again, you've remained
Unwavered by intimidation
Strength derived through determination
A product of both will and heart
And even though now things are going fine
I remember the hard times
Looking back at being a kid,
I remember everything you did
Looking back I remember
The wrapping paper on the walls in December
And you without a jacket for the winter
Because we needed clothes in September
So we'd look like the other kids
And not have to feel so different
You gave more than you had to give
And for as long as I may live
There's one thing I'll keep in mind
In those dark times, how you would shine
At the end of the tunnel, you were our light
And even until this day, somehow you've remained
Unwavered by intimidation
Strength derived through determination
A product of both will and heart
And even though now things are going fine
I remember what you did during the hard times
I know that your doing fine on your own
But no matter in life I roam
My heart resides in the place that your are calling home
And I hope that you know, you are never alone
You are never alone
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The Shape Of Things
02:09
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I've taken a deep look into shallow eyes
And what I've seen and the lack of what I've found
Should come as no surprise
The self aggrandizing
Thinly cloaked by posturing
Self deprecation as just a means of validation
Are we all victims in this game?
Do we even get a choice if we want to play?
There's got to be a better way
I've heard what they say about books and covers
And looking into others
But I won't force depth where there is none
What have we changed?
The interior is still the same
Just the external's rearranged
Different costume same old game
And we reward the vain
We weren't supposed to be the same
What have we changed?
Congratulations on what you see in the mirror
But I can see you clearer than that empty image that you portray
You're just lost and looking to feel okay
It's presumptuous to say
We don't all get caught in the game
What have we changed?
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