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Distance And Luck
01:28
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A talent built, fabricated years
You’ve dealt your hand upon my fears
The card you sit on holds my fate entwined
I hate you more than words can say
“Shatter my image of grace”
Let your final stanza be spoken in vain
Take it to your grave
Recycled for someone deserving of life
Your short sighted cries for pity only used when in hot water
Play your victim narrative
What’s one more head upon your slaughter?
I feel rejected. I’m feeling scorned
My body doesn’t fit right anymore
I’d love to be there to watch you fucking choke
I wish I showed my fucking hate back then
This is me trying to make amends
Kick it
Kill yourself
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Superfluous
01:03
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Run but just to pacify (Avoiding stagnancy)
You live, but is it all real life? (Avoiding what you need)
So I’ll go back out in a week
Accept emotional defeat
How am I living when I’m not at home?
Bust
Day after day
Again and again
The cycle repeats
So nothing will end
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A Clean Blade
02:19
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Oh what I’d give to have a mess to clean up
A smile on my face
As they put together what’s left of him
And the cops drag me away
Oh I proved that I could do it
As they show me to my cell
What a small price to pay to watch him rot with me in hell
A clean blade Intrepid fantasies but the hurt remains
Kiss the barrel, my friend I’ll pray for change
A gun to your head
But I can’t be brave
When a body falls, yeah you won’t be saved
Tough talk, it kept my faith restored in it
Won’t mean shit if there’s nothing to show for it
A clean blade
Intrepid fantasies but the hurt remains
Kiss the barrel, my friend I’ll pray for change
A gun to your head, I see
But I can’t be brave
“I will destroy the one who destroyed you”
Blood runs cold
I’m feeling something that words can’t describe
As deaths chill shoots down my spine
My final words, delusional haze:
“I will destroy the one who destroyed you”
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The Brightest Colors
01:37
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I don’t remember things being this way
The brightest colors hadn’t turned to grey so I’ll just breath
And pray for something to change
I need something to change
It comes back to me
This crushing weight It won’t bring me to my knees
I won’t feel you go
But I’ll feel you, feeling incomplete
I need something
I need something to change
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