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Scarred Secrets
02:18
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It’s raised and hardened this dead skin
A scar that is buried deep within
Morphing into darkness making me sick
Anticipating the inevitable bone to pick
A witch once warned my that you were not genuine
She was suspect, I paid no mind
She told that I would learn
Too much effort, I would get burned
I know your modus operandi
The first to laugh never the first to try
Content with little ever spent
Doing whatever is convenient
It’s raised and hardened this dead skin
A scar that is buried deep within
Scarred secrets they come with lies
Lasting longer then money can buy
A build up with regret needing a cleanse
Wash it again and again
My memory is foggy but I think it’s right
I wonder if it alters out of spite
Habits remember like nicotined fingers
The addictive feeling of the trigger
New pink skies, old pink scars
Blackened nights, resentful heart
Executed fineness
All the way to the finish
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I saw it in her eyes, not a moment-ago
They told me that she’s not good for you
But you already knew this you hear it loud and clear
A voice telling you she’s not the one you’ve been lead
Maybe she’s just playing you for dumb
Leave her know cause the beast is yet to come
March the beat to a different sounding drum
Leave her know cause the beast is yet to come
She judged me, no wrongs I’ve done
Acting like she’s her God’s chosen one
Looking with distain, with no leg to stand on
Not listening to what I’m saying
Next, she asked me a question
Felt more like an accusation
Walking on her holy ground
Quick to put everyone down
Maybe she’s just playing you for dumb
Leave her know cause the beast is yet to come
March the beat to a different sounding drum
Leave her know cause the beast is yet to come
I’m telling you your life will end
Everything that you like she thinks is a sin
Get the hell out like that tiny voice says
Bring it forth it knows what’s best
It knows what’s best, it knows she’s messed, it knows what’s best
I shared with her what I’m dealing with
She scoffed at me like I was a wuss
Proceeded to one up me without any prompting
Then waved me off for my apologizing
Do you share any commonalities?
Conversations must be murder scenes
It’s not too late to turn tail and run
Clocks ticking, freedom’s under the gun
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3. |
Repeat Course
02:58
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I’ve been here before & I’m here again
Pondering my choices from within
And I can’t forget & I can’t decide
Not going to let anybody hurt my pride
I’m heading for a repeat course next time will be, by far the worst
I’m entering a place that, I was hoping would be a distant memory
I’m heading for a repeat course the second feels like the first
I’ve dealt with this demon; this will be our very last meeting
Every so often my thought’s rewind
Dwelling on the past I should have left behind
I’ve always said I’ll never regret
Admitting full well that was a huge pile of shit
I’m heading for a repeat course next time will be, by far the worst
I’m entering a place that, I was hoping would be a distant memory
I’m heading for a repeat course the second feels like the first
I’ve dealt with this demon; this will be our very last meeting
Maybe I shouldn’t have acted like that
I don’t think before I react
I just have to speak my mind and learn to deal
Some get pissed with my spiel
Bad thoughts will leave my head soon
I’m not willing to let this loom
Pain dissipates with each passing day
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4. |
Every Minute
03:10
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I stood strong and proud to be part of it
It was more than a passionate subject
When I was young and looking for a purpose
The music answered like an angels chorus X2
I was lucky enough to experience
The shows, the people and the music
Playing for free remains a constant
I’m still here cause I love this shit
Time has altered into something new
Not my thing now but it might be for you
Being viewed through a different lens
Social fabric’s altered once again
Looking back when I was young
Would I be surprised that I’m still singing along?
Or would I hate that I’m barely connected?
Cause I don’t want to chance not being well rested
There’s no point to relive the glory days
I try not to over romanticize my memories
It’s hard cause the times were so great
The future never likes to show its fate
Time has altered into something new
Not my thing now but it might be for you
Being viewed through a different lens
Social fabric’s altered once again
There was a time when it was our scene
Bands united, supported the dream
All for one, was the mantra sung high
But now the old has killed our drive
I hope it’s still there to provide a voice
To those who feel it’s the right choice
I wouldn’t change the past that helped shape me
The angst, the passion made me happy
Time has altered into something new
Not my thing now but it might be for you
Being viewed through a different lens
Social fabric’s altered once again
Every minute
Every Minute, I listen to this
I feel stronger, I feel stronger!
Every minute
Every Minute, I listen to this
I feel stronger, I feel stronger!
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5. |
Committee Of One
03:05
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Yeah, I’m sick and even lost for words
Which has been getting worse
Never thought this was a real life plan
So why do I feel like I got burned
The first step to tomorrow has been taken
The next one doesn’t reveal that easy
Things could get messy before they heal
And no one is admitting we are hurting
The plan fell down and may be out for the count
A head smashing wound that created massive doubt
We used some smelling salts to get on its feet
It may be to concussed and just plain beat
Why didn’t you speak up, now it’s too late
You’ve been lagging from the starting gate
Now your shocked that everyone’s sore
Can’t tell me this hasn’t happened before
The first step, has been taken
The plan fell down and may be out for the count
A head smashing wound that created massive doubt
We used some smelling salts to get on its feet
It may be to concussed and just plain beat
Lets reflect on the lack of inspiration
The talk just hasn’t turned into motivation
Money would be nice but the effort’s representative
This lack lustier committee was always tentative
Things could get messy
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Pat On The Back
03:42
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You gave it up just like that
And forgot what’s important or maybe you never knew
So sure of yourself, you know what’s right
What’s best for you…and yours
You quit, I should have known
A wolf in car salesman clothing
But love is grand
Especially when you don’t know what to listen for
You actually speak about the American Dream
Saying that anyone can be anything & have it all
You think that people stay poor because of choice
And those that can’t walk should be forced to crawl
I wish I was more forthright
Maybe I could have told my, told my family to run
Except I don’t believe there’s anything
I don’t believe there’s anything I could have done
I can’t accept most of your rhetoric
I can’t interject, cause I don’t know how to react
To the selfishness cause you say in the end
The only ones that matter are you and yours
You actually speak about the American Dream
Saying that anyone can be anything & have it all
You think that people stay poor because of choice
And those that can’t walk should be forced to crawl
Live the American Dream
Is your lie part of the scheme?
Love the class system
And long live capitalism!
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Come In, Come In, Over
03:09
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If think about you right now I’m gonna cry
I have to sweep it off to the side
I hope that’s not wrong of me
This is my apology
I have to deal it’s part of the process, talking to no one, you & everyone
I hope it’s you that hears it like you always did
I can see you grinning like an idiot so fucking excited with total support
Words of encouragement, making me feel like a little kid
Oh fuck it’s nothing short of strange
Problems never solve they just rearrange
This time I’m not gonna accept it as true
Letting it sink in, even slower than you
In my heart is where you’ll always thrive
I wish today that you were still alive
Everyday I swear I see you
Supporting me through & through
Part of the deal was never signed
The forever part has me a bit behind
Now I hope your listening
I’d tell you I wish this wasn’t happening
Oh fuck it’s nothing short of strange
Problems never solve they just rearrange
This time I’m not gonna accept it as true
Letting it sink in, even slower than you
It’s early in the battle &
Together we stand one man down
Death is giving us a break
But more are death bound
We are not giving up or giving in
Surviving is our only sin
We’re doing more than taking up space
For you & for everyone we’re Laying Waste
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Popular Avoidance
02:47
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Now’s the time awake & realize
See through the bullshit or get left behind
Now’s the time to not be hypnotized
Grab your weapon take aim from the front lines
We buy into it everyday we consume
The sky remains tainted and the blackness looms
Turn on the radio the music carries the energy
And for the most part the lyrics remain void & empty
They have us in their sights and they are set
To control our actions with another threat
The countrymen are preparing for defeat
Throw in the towel & drop to your knees
We buy into it everyday we consume
The sky remains tainted and the blackness looms
Turn on the radio the music carries the energy
And for the most part the lyrics remain void & empty
We’ve heard it before, butt fuck, I’ll say it again
Since we didn’t act yesterday they get the win
We just carry on the way we were programmed
Luckily not many of us pull our head out to notice
Giving up is the easy way but it’s not the right set of goals
Ignoring hasn’t worked out so well we have little to show
Talking is where most of these observations seem to end
Everyone I know would rather act like you & just pretend
We buy into it everyday we consume
The sky remains tainted and the blackness looms
Turn on the radio the music carries the energy
And for the most part the lyrics stay void & empty
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Held On Reserve
02:48
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She answers the door her hairs a mess
He wants to save her from this place
They all look to him with hope in their eyes
Wanting him to keep them safe
The lice in the hair, the lack of health
He’s been trying to teach them through their young
As they lay in bed to burnt to move
He knows where their addictions stem from
Weekend warrior, weekday sorcerer
The job isn’t a job it’s his life
His family has been an integral part all along
They help take on the burden & the strife
He remembers when the youngest was twelve
He saw her become a mom not long after that
Then there were three & now there are five
Seven total if the other two survived
Can’t do much helpless as fuck
They depend on him to be the rock
Support lines never closed &
Burnt bridges get constant forgiveness
Everyone’s involved the problems never solved
The cycle has been going on so long
Can he break it or will it break him
Holding a community in his palm
They’ve beat their demons time and time again
Falling down is part of the addiction
Cleaned up for months the kids are back
Treatment not as strong as the crack
Weekend warrior, weekday sorcerer
The job isn’t a job it’s his life
His family has been an integral part all along
They help take on the burden & strife
The weight in his voice like he’s got no choice
I know that he will persevere
Watching all his babies become adults
He sees the anger, he sees the fear
He’s been through it all, but not like them
These adults are all still children
He works with the system now & then
But he can’t stand all the red tape racism
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It's All Relative
02:09
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I’ve got your image burned in my mind
As if last week I saw through you for the first time
Such a good guy looking out for me
Selling me something like advertisements in a magazine
What favours can you offer up today?
Calling me on the phone innocently just to say hey
Tell me some good news that I want to hear
& then ask me for something you’re poisoning my ear
Your wife & you both hide behind a smile
Meanwhile you’re scheming the bitch’s put me on trial
I will admit my guard fell asleep at the post
My work and energy make a good team you boast
What favours can you offer up today?
Calling me on the phone innocently just to say hey
Tell me some good news that I want to hear
& then ask me for something you’re poisoning my ear
You’re Poison In My Ear
You’re both lazy; she is mean, fake and conniving
I can’t believe how many years I get to listen to your whining
Life can give lemons but you refuse to make the juice
Luckily form me I can see through your little rues
Looking for the angle coming out on top
You’re a sneaky little man looking for a handout
I gave you the benefit of the doubt cause I’m stuck
You’ve latched onto me this tie is my bad luck
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Air Compressor Nightmare
02:10
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Built for shredding eardrums
Thunders without warning
Last night forty beers and shots
Back to work this morning
Cotton balls could crush this skull
Floating from the sky
Not a bloody hope in hell
Against two hundred PSI
Air compressor nightmare
Ripping through my head
Goddamn shockwave warfare
Fucking air like lead
Air compressor nightmare
Tearing up my veins
Goddamn shockwave warfare
Driving me insane
Machinegun spheres of daggers
Expand at each ear hole
Tear your shaking balls right off
And beat them with your soul
But an ally lies in waiting
Behind a panel on the wall
Breakers flipped! - Fuck you bitch!
See tomorrow after all!
Air compressor nightmare
Ripping through my head
Goddamn shockwave warfare
Fucking air like lead
Air compressor nightmare
Tearing up my veins
Goddamn shockwave warfare
Driving me insane
So step back victory was mine
A sticky situation and I’m just fine
Hair of the dog can fix this mess
I do this to myself all the fucking time
Built for shredding eardrums
Thunders without warning
Last night forty beers and shots
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Thanks For Coming Out
02:39
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“Don’t know if you guys still want to talk is the last thing that you said to me”
Maybe you should have followed it up with “I wouldn’t blame ya if you didn’t”
But you didn’t say such a thing cause right now you’re not all that swift
And we all expected much more out of you, you’re acting childish
Goodbye old friend you will be missed
My loyalties do not stand in your midst
I know you are not shocked about any of this
But you may be surprised that I’m not pissed
I know you’re smart enough to realize I’ll be writing you a song of shame
But are you so stupid that you’d look elsewhere to point the blame
Pat yourself on the back you ruined many a great relationship
One of the smartest dudes I have ever known is one massive dipshit
Goodbye old friend you will be missed
My loyalties do not stand in your midst
So what else can I say
I hope you wake up and regret all of this one day
I hope, I hope you regret this x2
Let it swirl around in your gut, weigh heavy in the pit
Get constipated, cry maybe sweat blood for a bit
Look back and understand there was no reason or excuse
To lose us is one thing but what you did is emotional abuse
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Desktop Image
03:27
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Everyday you see, their image starring back at you
Weapons down, smile like you once knew
Miss your brothers, support the troops
I see boys being thrown through others hoops
I wonder if they can see the lies
I wish I could see it through their eyes
I wonder if you can see the lies
Fear is a weapon in a scary reality
Especially when used with the greatest brutality
Force is a side best served with revenge
Thousands die and we continue to send
Turn off your monitor, images burned
Helpless feelings, constantly concerned
Day-to-day not just smiling for the camera
Can’t we all see that they’re just scamming ya
Do they think its for our freedom
Are you so fuckin’ dumb you believe em’
Do you think this is for our freedom
Fear is a weapon in a scary reality
Especially when used with the greatest brutality
Force is a side best served with revenge
Controlling the media feeding the lies they send
I’ve read the stories, I still don’t know the truth
Many ignore and others say “what’s the use”
People are dying only your god knows why
The facts given as truth they all seem to be a lie
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