1. |
She'll Be Right
02:51
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Tell me it’s okay
I’ll find another body, it’s okay
Numb on the surface and empty inside,
just trying to escape from a life
Without light
Overwhelmed in hollow space,
I should’ve known that it’s a lie
When you tell me, I shouldn’t wait
Trading your memories,
for my piece of mind
To get out of your hell
you put me in mine
Tell me it’s okay
I’ll find another body, it’s okay
I’ve witnessed eruptions on turmoil skin
I thought I could mend your trauma
but I didn’t know a thing
Our scars match the brick wall
where your knuckles pin
Use your silence as a weapon,
but I won’t cave in
Trading your memories,
for my piece of mind
To get out of your hell
you put me in mine
Time won’t heal this so I did it for myself
I hope it destroys you to be replaced by somebody else
Tell me it’s okay
I’ll find another body, it’s okay
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2. |
Some Assembly Required
02:26
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Memories become coats of paint,
Cover up one mistake with a different shade.
Leave a chip in the foundation,
Piece back another layer and ingrain something new to say
About my pain
'Cause always feels like a lie
And forevers such a long time
Cynical cycle, don’t be surprised
If my expectations and guards too high
Won’t you piece back
The cracks in my rose coloured glass
So I can look at the new and not constantly see you
Strings that bound us together
Became the noose around my neck
I haven’t kicked the chair out yet
I haven’t given up yet
But it takes courage to tremble,
It takes too much guts to love again
I can’t keep hearing,
You're playing protector
When you caused the rain,
You’re not my shelter,
You don’t get to chew me up and spit me out again
Won’t you piece back
The cracks in my rose coloured glass
So I can look at the new and not constantly see you
Strings that bound us together
Became the noose around my neck
I haven’t kicked the chair out yet
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3. |
Centaur
03:57
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Ive been searching, eyes locked on light
When the clouds part, it's a new beginning
Will the blood rush from my head?
Or will I sink down in this bed and never face the dark days?
I remember sleepless nights,
like that was a reason to laugh and not to fight
but now it's misery and AM delusions
Rather than whispers between two beings
I am barely human
The silence makes me want to end it myself,
Seize the lightening, take control on the hell
Centred on loss
Centred on us
If empathy, is understanding a pain
and not taking it away
Am I doomed, to carry the weight?
To bleed with the stories still left on this page
Find me in the moments before dawn,
screaming “hindsight is all wrong”
How could you have seen any of this coming?
If all my past decisions were tangled up in my words
How am I supposed to deal with the one that was all yours?
I’ve learnt to live with a lifetime of doubt,
I no longer fill the corners of your house
The air doesn’t burn anymore
I’ve given up explaining places that don’t exist
I just try to forget where they were
What a shame I don’t believe in another life
Or a second chance for us to change it all
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4. |
Sorry We're Not Hiring
03:04
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Red flag or green light
Chaos in comfort, another fight
A past I’ve learned to let go
And you’ve never felt like home
I can’t grow
A voice that you choked
Change everything I’ve done
Put poison in my blood
Claiming you’re no saint
A victim of what you created
Now you’re lost
No map needed
Caution signs
You’re not reading
The same old patterns keep repeating
I grow cold
The same old patterns keep repeating
as I watch you leaving
Take back the chance or
Give me a different answer
Cause I’ve been playing on repeat
The part where you start to leave
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Madura Green Adelaide, Australia
alt-emo pop four-piece from adelaide
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