1. |
||||
|
Phrases of habit float, lacking the weight of sincerity
It doesn’t matter now then it never did
We clutch pieces of comfort with white knuckles
Plastic trinkets hold the value of gold
The shadow of vulnerability creeps into the cracks of our insecurities
Never let them in
I’m so young, you’re so bitter
And every breath we take is
Is a moment that we’ll never have again
How does it taste?
Life is a series of choices?
Judgment is guaranteed
Will you savor your innocence?
For a false sense of substance
There is no meaning
And there is no past
This does not exist
And every breath we take is
Is a moment that we’ll never have again
How does it taste?
Life is a series of choices?
Judgment is guaranteed
Will you savor your innocence?
We clutch pieces of comfort with white knuckles
Plastic trinkets hold the value of gold
For what?
For a false sense of substance, yeah
|
||||
2. |
||||
|
I sing along to stay awake
"That was just for you", she said
A second home behind this wheel
As generations scream, drives like this
Cause questions you don’t wanna face
(Don’t wanna face)
The rear view mirror mocks you
Can you deal with who you are?
The rear view mirror mocks you
Can you deal with who you are?
With who you are?
I am done with these circles you call conversations
Past decisions haunt every step we take
Every smile that we fake
Forward motion means saying goodbye
To a realization of what we've already known inside
And those days were killers
The sun sat on our necks
Endless thoughts sustained in time
Anxious for an action
This scene was meant for the silver screen tonight
Too bad our only audience is the vast night sky
I bet your stars are better than mine
I am done with these circles you call conversations
Past decisions haunt every step we take
Every smile that we fake
Forward motion means saying goodbye
To a realization of what we’ve already known inside
Oh yeah, by the way
Everything you ever thought
Everyone you ever thought you knew
It was a lie, we’re all alone
There is nothing left to do
But turn the page
Stare at the blank sheets
In all its glory
And begin all over again
No excuses this time
The rear view mirror mocks you
Can you deal with who you are?
With who you are?
I am done with these circles you call conversations
Past decisions haunt every step we take
Every smile that we fake
Forward motion means saying goodbye
To a realization of what we’ve already known inside
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
Come on, that town was ours, but we all wanted out
Our streetlights cast our shadows on the sidewalk
Laughter and possibility rise from the empty streets
As they echo highlights from show nights
Became the ink that sealed our bond
As inspiration screams on the stereo
More than memories they are every single piece of who I am,
Of where I am, and of who I've always wanted to be
You gave it all to me, all those nights with nothing to do
Resulted in timeless experiences that cause my heart to glow
Every album you handed me
Every Kolbrooks basement show
Every weekend road trip that ended up, four of us
Sleeping in a car at a truck stop outside of Newark, Delaware
More than memories they are every single piece of who I am,
Of where I am, and of who I've always wanted to…
More than memories they are every single piece of who I am,
Of where I am, and of who I've always wanted to be
More than memories they are every single piece of who I am,
Of where I am, and of who I've always wanted to...(more)
More than memories they are every single piece of who I am,
Of where I am, and of who I’ve always wanted to be
To be, yeah
|
||||
4. |
|
|||
|
We have an impression to make so hang this experience on the wall
Miles become memories, but maybe we should stay on this road forever
Cause this is what it must feel like…
Every morning, awakens a new renaissance within ourselves
Every night, every night is a revolution, is a revolution
Behind the wheel, I am the only one with my eyes open to witness
The Pacific Coast Highway stretch to become a breathtaking
Symphony for the soul
We have an impression to make so hang this experience on the wall
Miles become memories, and maybe we should stay
Out on this road forever
Cause this is what it feels like to be alive
Every morning, awakens a new renaissance within ourselves
Every night, every night is a revolution, is a revolution
And the sun it sings to me as it rises over the Rockies, yeah
The waves of the Pacific drown out the pounding of my heart
As they crash into the coastline
We have an impression to make so hang this experience on the wall
Miles become memories, and maybe we should stay
Out on this road forever
Cause this is what it feels like to be alive
And I am fully aware that the moment I am experiencing
Is breathing through me and will become a savored memory that will Warm my thoughts
When the harsh, cold winter of Pennsylvania takes hold
And the desert it will whisper to me,
“Opportunities like this are what we like to call destiny”
These strangers became my family
We have an impression to make so hang this experience on the wall
Miles become memories, and maybe we should stay
Out on this road forever
Cause this is what it feels like to be alive
Every morning, awakens a new renaissance within ourselves
Every night, every night is a revolution, is a revolution
|
||||
5. |
Do Re Egon.
02:31
|
|
||
|
Everybody’s always singing off of rooftops
Everybody wants to stay the same
If you want it then you know nothing, nothing is for sure
You’ve gotta know the truth, you wanna make it through tonight
But you’ve gotta know what’s good and you’ve gotta know what’s right
Every night we share the same dream
You can run away or stay munsoned in Minnesota
You’ve gotta know the truth or you’ve gotta stay
And this panic is silent
And I am constantly reminded of my shortcomings
And lost meanings
We are running out of time
A moment in time can be frozen forever in one single note
The very essence of the soul can be explained by simply pushing play
The sidewalk cracks under the weight of my anticipation
Inspiring empty chairs, yeah
So tonight leave your problems at the door
And when the music starts your soul will find a clarity
As the leaves change along with my melody
You can run away or stay munsoned in Minnesota
You've gotta know the truth or you've gotta stay
Ba ba ba ba ba badda da
Ba ba ba ba ba ba da
Ba ba ba ba ba badda da
Ba ba ba ba ba ba da
Know the truth or you’ve got to stay
|
||||
6. |
|
|||
|
Frustration overwhelms me, I want to rip my heart right from my chest
And with it pounding in my hands scream, "I don't need this anymore!"
Is the view, is it better on the west coast? Are the sunsets as breath-taking
As the surreal words that pass through your lips? You are my escape.
Frustration overwhelms me, I want to rip my heart right from my chest
And with it pounding in my hands scream, "I don't need this anymore!"
You know it (you know it), I know it (I know it), so many miles (missed connections)
So why can (so why can) you read me (you read me)
like the back of your hand? (missed connections)
I have tried with everything in me not to feel this way.
To grow up and realize your faults.
Frustration overwhelms me, I want to rip my heart right from my chest
And with it pounding in my hands scream, "I don't need this anymore!"
(Frustration overwhelms me)
It was yours the first time that we locked eyes?
|
||||
7. |
|
|||
|
Back down before it gets too deep
Breakdowns and broken homes
Lying lifeless at the barkeep’s expense
As he smiles and he says, “50 Cent is a rapper and not a tip”
So keep your chin up, Kate, it’s just a late night scene
Leave behind everything that held us back
Writing out the imperfections that have led to my insecurities
And it’s what’s been keeping me from you
Emptiness spills onto this page
These words mean nothing
And I can feel the weight of my life begin to drop
As this numbness seeps into my veins
Tap the brakes and late night shakes
“Oh, babe some scars are just too deep”
Look around this empty stage
“Break a leg, hit the floor, and show me some more backbone,” he said
Laid out on the bed
Just rough it out
Leave behind everything that held us back
Writing out the imperfections that have led to my insecurities
And it’s what’s been keeping me from you
Tap the brakes and late night shakes
“Oh, babe some scars are just too deep”
Look around this empty stage
“Break a leg, hit the floor, and show me some more backbone,” he said
Laid out on the bed
Just rough it out
Leave behind everything that held us back
Writing out the imperfections that have led to my insecurities
And it’s what’s been keeping me from you, from you
|
||||
8. |
|
|||
|
And you are pressing all my buttons
And throwing these colors at me
Feeding off my failure
And I am trying to keep my composure
My blue eyes are turning green
But you will never see
Oh boy, oh boy
I can’t do without, without, without
The five stars in the sky never had the power that we had tonight
There is no better time to use it, just say when, then again
Cause something needs to change
Something needs to change cause we’re in the red
November 7th never saw us coming
When I was acting as your Hangar
18 years you were such a Gemini
Hate the way you push, push
This lightning out your mouth
The five stars in the sky never had the power that we had tonight
There is no better time to use it, just say when, then again
Cause something needs to change
This is not a game [x6]
And these orange sparks are almost gone
And our song is almost over
As I step out of your shadows
And don’t expect me to fall, no not at all
You sold your soul to be a hero, but I am leaving
Yes, we can
It’s more like no you can’t, you can’t, you can’t
The five stars in the sky never had the power that we had tonight
There is no better time to use it, just say when, then again
Cause this is not a game
Something needs to change cause we’re in the red
|
||||
9. |
|
|||
|
You could be a little lost or you could be a little stronger
But it’s up to you
Breakdowns or breakthroughs?
The subtle ringing at dawn that glows off the horizon
Is a song of hope
Breathe in the possibilities
We could be, we could be, lost in all our situations or on the verge of clarity
We share disaster and strive for meaning
A collection of laughter and tears, regret and satisfaction connect us all
All these minutes, they fly off our tongues unaware of their value
They disappear into the night becoming a blanket of fire and romance
We turn our wishful gaze upon
When desperation’s our only option we beg for those minutes back
We could be, we could be, lost in all our situations or on the verge of clarity
We share disaster and strive for meaning
A collection of laughter and tears, regret and satisfaction connect us all
Seeds of bitterness can become buds of progress
Step outside yourself and tend your wounds
Peel back the skin and wash away, wash away the salt of spite
We could be, we could be, lost in all our situations or on the verge of clarity
We share disaster and strive for meaning
A collection of laughter and tears, regret and satisfaction connect us all
Or on the verge of clarity
We share disaster and strive for meaning (connect us all)
A collection of laughter and tears, regret and satisfaction connect us all
|
||||
10. |
|
|||
|
I saw you in the backseat
I never thought that I’d be 21 and so discreet in this heat
You know we had to taste it
Round the clock we made it
This porch swing is a timebomb and I know gently ticking away
And secrets are stashed away between quick glances and deep breaths now
So why am I so afraid to look into your eyes?
Only our voices connect us
Your voice sends me soaring
Comfort has a home in your eyes
(There are no)
There are no such things as explanations only excuses for us to make
(Let it take) Let it take
Let it take hold of us and never let us go
And don’t ask any questions cause it’s not
No, it’s not the time to think
Echoes are screaming (are screaming)
In my ears tonight
As this sun it sets
As the guilt inside me rises
Okay in the end
Every little choice we make will etch its way into our souls
Creating the person that we are today
(woo!)
Comfort has a home in your eyes
(There are no)
There are no such things as explanations only excuses for us to make
Let it take hold of us and never let us go
And don’t ask any questions cause it’s not
(Let it take)
Let it take hold of us and never let us go
And don’t ask any questions cause it’s not
No, it’s not the time to think
No, it’s not the time to think
I’m giving up
I’m down and out
I’m giving up
I’m down and out
|
||||
11. |
|
|||
|
Give me the medicine
And I’ll break the steady tides to grow old
And brew some conversation
Messengers, we carry thoughts
On paper across the sea and back home again
Don’t tell his lies until you're broken
Too broke to let this bother me
Considering bulbs can break like water
Will you, will you, will you ever appear?
Last chance with my arms stretched out
Reality slaps me across the face
My tears stream over the brand of defeat that marks my cheek
Midnight has come and gone
Give me a knife and I will show you surgery
Bits of my heart
Lay on the bloodstained carpet
You'd better watch your step
You try to swallow your pride
But end up choking on your words of regret
Yeah, yeah
On your words of regret
Yeah
This waltz was meant for two
Don’t leave me standing alone
In the center of this ballroom floor
Heels click the floor softly
Your ego cracks the walls as it swells
This argument is never-ending
Give me a knife and I will show you surgery
Bits of my heart
Lay on the bloodstained carpet
You better watch your step
You try to swallow your pride
But end up choking on your words of regret
(This waltz was meant for two)
Yeah, yeah
(Don’t leave me standing alone)
On your words of regret
(In the center of this ballroom floor)
Yeah
|
||||
If you like Rosematter, you may also like:
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music.
go to album
NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL CLUB 85
by Club 85
A pop-punk compilation benefitting the beloved Club 85 venue in Hertfordshire, UK, featuring contributions from 32 bands.
go to album
Red Hot & Holy
by Sarah & the Safe Word
This Atlanta group have a unique take on Americana, bridging queer cabaret culture of the 1920s and '30s with punchy contemporary rock.
go to album
Meandering guitars, laid-back vocals, and catchy choruses make this the perfect end of summer album.
go to album
Heartrending screamo with heart-on-sleeve lyrics from Bad Naps captures visceral emotions in razor-edged riffs & pained vocals.
go to album
Where the Heart Is
by Sweet Pill
A confident blend of emo, pop, and hardcore from the rising Philadelphia band, featuring introspective lyrics and churning melodies.
go to album
All Day, Every Day, All Night
by Del Paxton
An emo masterwork that hones in on the brutal isolation of upstate New York.
go to album
