1. |
Costumes
02:27
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I wore that costume for you every day
You wanted me to hide away
Pick and choose the pieces of me
Running fast as I can
Trying to follow the original plan
Falling for each light in the sky
Everything will simplify when I die
I can't remember anything I've done for me
Each day replaced by the same guarantee
Making the same mistake
I'm running out of an exit to take
Placing it all on me
Looking for someone I'll never be
I wore that fucking costume every day
And put the real me away
Pick and choose your favorite pieces of me
Wake up in Punxsatawny
Regret won't stop following me
Tripping, fighting for my apogee
This loop won't let go of me
I can't remember anything I've done for me
Each day replaced with the same empty guarantee
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2. |
Unknown
04:41
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A walk on your last day
before you went away
I held your hand so tight
In the city alone tonight
We came for the unknown
and now you're leaving here alone
One last look around to make sure we did not forget anything
Off into the unknown
I will never forget the song that we sang
The echoes of the daily rain that blackens every day
Cold to the touch, lost comfort in pain
A purity that I lose with each breath as I fall away
A walk on your last day
before it went away
I tried to not let go
afraid it's all that I'll ever know
I bring this melody with me
Sing it every night in my sleep
In my dreams I go back to a time when I had no control
The void you left is what makes me whole
I will never forget the song that we sang
The echoes of the daily rain that blackens every day
Cold to the touch, lost comfort in pain
A purity that I lose with each breath as I fall away
Standing at that cliff
I jumped in
Drowning in that sea
by myself
I've been running in the same direction
treating symptoms from the latest infection
Nothing seems to offer protection
at circumventing all my imperfections
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3. |
Juvenilia
04:06
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Put it on mute
Hate every fucking chord
Just turn it off
Ignore every word
The words remain even when the meaning's change
Etched in stone so I don't forget
I'm not ready yet
Everything comes to an end
We're all lost and condemned
Everything will always end
No one will ever win
Asleep at the wheel
Staying numb so I don't have to feel
Drifting afraid of another crash
Passing me by in a flash
Just shut me out
Not another fucking breath
Don't worry any more
Silence until death
The words remain even when the meaning's change
Etched in stone so I don't forget
I'm not ready yet
Everything comes to an end
We're all lost and condemned
Everything will always end
No one will ever win
Asleep at the wheel
Staying numb so I don't have to feel
Drifting afraid of another crash
Passing me by in a flash
Obvious critiques
Another round nothing unique
Another cut only skin deep
For nothing I bleed
Is it worth it
Is it worth anything at all
Let it all just burn down to the ground
The fire burns so we can build a new sound
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4. |
Painted Gold
03:20
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My bag's already packed
Tickets paid, one way out of here
Cover my head and run
Slip out the back and disappear
I gave up on life
and fled into the night
You ripped the world in two
and lead me to the light
Was on the first train leaving town
as far as shallow pockets would allow
I find a truce in solitude
Tear this to pieces for something new
I gave up on life
and fled into the night
You ripped the world in two
and lead me to the light
I ran for so long
Stir crazy at the thought
Avoid the trap again
Only one lead in this plot
You walked into the room
The light painted in gold
I knew at that first laugh
I had fallen in another trap
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5. |
Hollywood Fire Devil
02:47
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On the run from persecution
Flee from imminent execution
Need help to stay alive
Simply fighting to just survive
Folie a Deux
A madness for two
Influencing your delusions
And he stood up that day
pleading with us to stay
Quiet down we don't negotiate with hysteria
Standing in place he yelled death to America
Kicked straight out to the street
Not our problem after release
in the night with no guideline
Out of sight is out of mind
Folie a Deux
A madness for two
The psychosis becomes one
And he stood up that day
Not sure what's real or fake
It doesn't matter who you are they only see affliction
You need help so you can be normal until then there's restrictions
We've all been fed this never-ending dread
We see it ahead, the conquest of bread
Entwined realities we are misled
Artificial drought, we're not low we're out
Maintain a populace to cheat so profits reap
Spreading poverty, another hierarchy
Put a fence around everything
Fractured in caption, compounded on each other
Broken from the start, a corporate feudal cover
Create a race, perpetuate
Class war to eat up the time
A nation of brainwashed, regurgitated talking points
That don't care to know why, or anyone else's viewpoint
Blood on our hands, and on your plans
creating a collective wasteland
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6. |
Confirmation Backfire
03:21
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If ignorance is bliss
why are you so mad at me
It's all there for you
there for you to see
but you won't try
Another false attempt
backfires again
Conviction to a lie
A folly to be wise
Comfort in casual lies
Time and time again I just give up
but not in
It's all there for you
there for you to see
but you won't try
Another false attempt
backfires again
Conviction faced with fact is only fortified
Running blind into another fight
Head right into the night
Ignore it too, confirmation's true
A bias you just can't see through
Blindly throw insults, fighting, stay busy
Heart will always trump thought and reason
Voidness, relative, contingent, indefinite
Ignore every voice you know
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7. |
Catching Up
03:52
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Standing with the adults at only 17
Another trip found me here
Not the first or last time standing there alone I'm
wondering what is it like to feel ok
Wondering why I can't find a way
to walk that fine line while locked in chains
Check to check, I can't seem to catch up
until it falls
It always falls
As desperation grows back to the wall
No one to help, no one to call
Never so small
Fighting for one last breath again
What is it like to be ok
The sky above your head not grey
No hiding to get through the day
Not in the way
Told I couldn't go to school
Shipped to the other side of town
I didn't learn it in a class
you have to fight for each step and slip along the way
I was only a teen and not very mean
to support my recreation I needed money
I can't blame you for choosing the life you lead
Looking for my next meal'I might need to steal
Cut it up in a bag to the corner concealed
Never so small
Fighting for one last breath again
What is it like to be ok
The sky above your head not grey
No hiding to get through the day
Not in the way, living today
Load me up some green
Brings me to my knees
Tie it off for me
Just on more please
Chop a line or three
Will I ever be free
More pills to go to sleep
Will I ever be free
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8. |
Burning Out
02:05
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I've taken
and break-ins
I keep hurting everyone I know
I hurt you
Drunk by noon again
High off my ass
What's the new ride
Locked up watching it pass
Pour another
Tie it off tonight
Load another
Eventually it breaks you
I'm leaving you
The best friend I've ever had
I need an escape from you
I threw it all away
to get drunk again
Put it off another day
I hope I find some way
Withdrawal from my decay
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9. |
Perfect Death
03:59
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I think someone's trying to kill me
Left him behind but I can't break free
All these lives I've been living
Dissociation seems to help me breathe
There's no going back
There's no going back to that man
Something had to be done
I took his life and I ran
How do I end this
How do I finally end it all
I let the sun burn out
and drown myself in alcohol
And I, I want the perfect death
My bye, I have nothing left for him
Nothing resembles anyone I know
Blood on our hands if there is tomorrow
I'm not too proud of what I've done
and who I have, who I have become
Looking for lost but not knowing where is found
And each day everything dies without a sound
This time
These hands
I want the perfect death
My bye, I have nothing left for him
Nothing resembles anyone I know
Blood on our hands if there is tomorrow
This time of my design
My own plans
This time will last a lifetime
My own hands
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10. |
Intro
01:25
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Two Channels El Segundo, California
Progressive acoustic anarcho-punk rock from El Segundo, CA
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