1. |
Old Style
03:03
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You say that you have changed
You say that you have matured
Well I don’t see it that way
Go back to what you used to be
Whoa
I’m Neck Deep in a Proper Dose
Woh
All these songs leave me comatose
Whoa
I’m Neck Deep in a Proper Dose
Woh
Don’t make us feel like we got too close
There nothing for you out there
That you haven’t already spelled out
Writing shitty music in your basement
That’s what this was all about
Whoa
I’m Neck Deep in a Proper Dose
Woh
All these songs leave me comatose
Whoa
I’m Neck Deep in a Proper Dose
Woh
Don’t make us feel like we got too close
Go ahead and
Raise a glass and
Make a toast to
Giving up on everything you’d lose
Everything you’d lose
Go ahead and raise a glass
To everything you thought you’d lose
Go ahead and make a toast
and then get the hell out of my head
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2. |
Stability
03:02
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Whoa
I had an existential crisis in a car wash
And I know how stupid that sounds
I guess it's just a metaphor for all the reasons you aren't here anymore
And you know, that I am not afraid of what's to come
Will you ever let me be alone?
Is it the devil in me?
Is that why I can't breathe?
Is that why I can't lift you up off of your feet?
If it's the devil in me
Then I will be unclean
And you'll have to find your own stability
Whoa
I resurrected all the times we fought, the sad cadences
Amorously he was just a friend
All the lies I can't comprehend
My head is a carousel that will never end
And I know that I am not afraid of what I've done
It's so much sweeter to know you're weaker
Still playing the victim like you've won
Is it the devil in me?
Is that why I can't breathe?
Is that why I can't lift you up off of your feet?
If it's the devil in me
Then I will be unclean
And you'll have to find your own stability
Is it the devil in me?
Is that why I can't breathe?
Is it the devil in me?
Is that why I can't breathe?
Is that why I can't lift you up off of your feet?
If it's the devil in me
If it's the devil in me
Then you'll have to find your own stability
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3. |
Call to Mind
03:09
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I can hear you from my room
Your heartbeat pulses through
The stars on my ceiling fan
Can you even follow through
Your feet lead you back to
The lock on my windowsill
My ego got the best of me
I think that’s why you suggested we
Should just walk home
I still think about you sometimes
When it’s late at night
And it still feels like I’m gone
Do you think about me sometimes
When it’s late at night
It feels like you just moved on
Now I know what I must do
You said I should hold on to
The days we wasted sitting in my room
When you wake up and come to
And you’ve been tried and true
Am I who you call to mind
My ego got the best of me
I think that’s why you suggested we
Should just walk home
I still think about you sometimes
When it’s late at night
And it still feels like I’m gone
Do you think about me sometimes
When it’s late at night
It feels like you just moved on
A call to mind
A broken lock, and unstable key
You’ve always been right in front of me
I think that’s why we’re still not breathing
Just turn the lights on
You’ll find me where I’ve always been
Without a way to make amends
Whoa
You'll find me where I've always been
Woh
Without a way to make amends
My ego got the best of me
So find me where I've always been
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4. |
Repeat the Cycle
01:53
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This dream has come on for far too long now
Pull back the bandage and let it bleed out
Hand over fist and let it fade away now
Goodbye to Plainview, goodbye to the light of day
Repeat the cycle
What’s yours is mine, I’ll pry it from your hands
This cycle, this cycle will never end
The time has come to watch this all burn down now
Walk through the embers and stomp the flames out
Hand over fist and let it fade away now
Goodbye to Plainview, goodbye to the light of day
Repeat the cycle
What’s yours is mine, I’ll pry it from your hands
This cycle, this cycle will never end
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5. |
A Better Side (Of Me)
03:50
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Do you notice
The way you look at me
How can you focus
If you don’t know how to breathe
And I’m doing my best to make sure you’re not forgotten
But we both know you’re still broken
Your hubris, it will end and leave me breathless
Don’t open up your mind to light, I’ll give in every time
You’re unaware, I can see it in the bags under your eyes
I’m unprepared to be empathetic to all you disguise
Another wasted death
An unspoken test
You should know that I’m not broken
Can we find a way to see
A better side of me
Where were you when you left to fall apart
Did you find it didn’t take you too far?
It isn’t hopeless
Fighting out from where you’ve been
This is the moment
Where you give up what you’ve spent
And I’m doing my best to make sure you’re not forgotten
But we both know you’re still broken.
Your ruthlessness will end and leave you weightless
The emptiness inside is confined, despite what you believe
You’re cold and scared, I can hear it in the way your voice still shakes
I’m unprepared to find a way to keep your lonely eyes awake
Another wasted death
An unspoken test
You should know that I’m not broken
Can we find a way to see
A better side of me
Where were you when you left to fall apart
Did you find it didn’t take you too far?
Don’t hold your breath
You’ll learn to sink
Don’t hold your breath
You’ll learn to sink
Cause I can’t find a way to cope without a way out
Another wasted death
An unspoken test
You should know that I’m not broken
Can we find a way to see
A better side of me
Where were you when you left to fall apart
Did you find it didn’t take you too far?
Find it didn’t take you too far
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6. |
Disassociate
03:17
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Disassociate until there’s nothing left for me
I fear the tension that lessens my reflex
It breaks with tradition and keeps all my thoughts in line
The pit of my stomach and pain in my chest
Won’t subside it’s a placeholder for my empathy
Disassociate until my head can fall asleep
I fear the static that pulses between us
I fight with the logic that renders my conscious clean
I hear the whispers that drag me in front of
Facing my demons that keep laying waste to my mind
It’s careless to think I have the strength to comfort you.
When I’m not here, I’ll never follow through.
I miss the feeling in my hands
Where I am lost in the romance of
Believing in my broken pretense
Drown in my words
I feel the static
The pit of my stomach
That pulses between us
And pain in my chest
Drown in my words
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