1. |
Golden Statues
03:26
|
|||
|
I had been stuck inside a dream
Where an illness was a treat because
The medicine had never been so sweet
But now I’m waking up today
To find the world I knew a shame
And feel it’s presence churn my stomach
And make my body start to ache
Ignore. Insult.
Invent a mask to cover up
The bitter taste of insolence
Your second face has never looked so nice.
Restrain. Reset.
Return to breaking mirrors with
Your discontent arrangements for your
Counterfeited life.
And though we walk the thinnest line
And though the fear is so alive I’ll try
To embrace and redefine
The flaws in our design
While I was unaware my frame of mind
Could be quantified
I turn to golden statues
Just to find they have hollow insides.
And as a matter of fact
I’ll walk through hell and back
To stop my panic attack
From turning me
Into a slave. I’ve never been so afraid
And I need to stay awake because
Its what I work for night and
Days go by where I can’t seem
To find the air I need to speak the
Words. You. Can’t.
Ignore. Insult.
Invent a labyrinth to hide
the monster of your inner workings
the beast that
You can’t seem to
Restrain. Reset.
And I’ll return the favor by
Raising your poison glass
But I won’t drink to that
And though we walk the thinnest line
And though the fear is so alive I’ll try
To embrace and redefine
The flaws in our design
While I was unaware my frame of mind
Could be quantified
I turn to golden statues
Just to find they have hollow insides.
Swipe at me with crystal knives
I’m not a part of this invisible fight that you think is
Justified and calculated
When all it’s been is manipulated
You’re captivated but it’s in your mind
And I don’t understand
Why you’re wasting your fucking time
Seems like I’m ahead of the curve and it
feels like they’ve got some nerve and it
Tastes like I’m eating my words
Cause I’m always fucking wrong
|
||||
2. |
No Debut
03:52
|
|||
|
No Debut
Oh no
Where to go
I’m at war with the fork in the road
It’s too far
To see
The resolution. The picture in front of me.
There’s a force
Pulling me
Feels like its right there but I can’t
See the culprit’s face
I still believe
It’s preconceived
Nothing more
Than a question dismissed
A twist of an injured wrist but I swore
I’d never wait for clarity to drift ashore
But now
I’m stuck in moments past and I’ve
Put more sand in my hourglass
But I’m always left drowning in pools of candlewax.
And on the edge of space
Overcame with the racing
Urge to fly on my own
Guess soaring is easier said than done
‘Cause it’s no debut
The sky that we all used to look up to
Has been cascading down. Now I’m
Beaten and battered. Yeah, I’m all black and blue
From shards shredding my view in two
And though I know this book’s not
Born in stone, it’s like each
Chiseled page has its own
Set of bones
But I’ll arrive
Surprised
Although I know that I’ve derived
That ocean currents flow the way they flow.
‘Cause it’s no debut
The sky that we all used to look up to
Has been cascading down. Now I’m
Beaten and battered. Yeah, I’m all black and blue
From shards shredding my view in two
It’s like the difference between fire and flame
One’s bound to transpire
The other is calling my name
Almost the same
To preach love, to practice pain
It’s such a fucking shame
It’s nothing new
I’ve taken for granted all that I can do
But who else can see this through
It’s no debut
The sky that we all used to look up to
Has been cascading down. Now I’m
Beaten and battered. Yeah, I’m all black and blue
From shards shredding my view in two
|
||||
3. |
Chapter 1
04:43
|
|||
|
I’ve been asleep… for years
Or at least that’s how it feels
The night’s been never ending.
My reality’s been bending. Pretending never felt
So real.
But I never found words to make it clear
That I won’t leave town while you’re around
‘Cause there are too many things that you need to hear
And I’ve wanted to tell you how these years have been.
So where do I begin?
The times I tried to look from eye to eye
Changed to blazing brand new trails side by side
And I won’t lie. I’d never blown my cover,
Never told another, never shown my true colors before.
Now the difference is that I’ve been influenced
And told the testament from hardcore regiments
Of teachers, of preachers, of no names and presidents
But none of that’s as evident of everything I’ve learned from you.
How could I sleep at night?
How could I stand upright?
How could I walk or talk or feel all right?
If I wasn’t in the wrong place
At the right time.
I know I’ve always been
the next best thing
But these circumstances held out branches
That bridged the gap between our inconsistencies
Don’t say I’m wrong
It won’t be long
‘Til tonight get’s lost to the break of dawn.
Put out the sun because I’m not pressing on.
So won’t you come along?
We never asked for this unrest.
But you can count on me to protest
The demolition of the fortress we built ourselves
No one can tell us when to say farewell.
And I’ve always heard that home is where the heart is
So I guess I’m moving in.
So take this moment to dry your eyes.
When the smoke clears we’ll get our lives together
And throw away those old goodbyes.
We won’t need bankrupt minds to tell us what’s unwise.
I know I’ve always been
the next best thing
But these circumstances held out branches
And I can’t believe that everything
Is going
So perfectly
Nothing could make me want to leave
So bring on the dawn
This is where we belong
This is lifelong and prolonged and what should’ve happened all along.
‘Cause I know I’ve always been
the next best thing
But the circumstances held out branches
That bridged the gap between our inconsistencies
Don’t say I’m wrong
It won’t be long
‘Til tonight get’s lost to the break of dawn.
Put out the sun because I’m not pressing on.
And we won’t meet again
‘Cause you can’t meet what didn’t leave
And please don’t wait and hold your breath
‘Cause you can’t miss… what hasn’t left
|
||||
Real Life Parody West Hartford, Connecticut
East Coast Pop Punk
If you like Real Life Parody, you may also like:
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight).
go to album
MUSIC LOVER EP
by Swansea Sound
Just in time for the holidays, Swansea Sound take a stand against faux music loving technocrats with a punchy pop rock anthem.
go to album
Kathleen Hanna returns with another set of bruising, synth-driven songs from her band The Julie Ruin.
go to album
Death is Nothing to Us
by Fiddlehead
Boston band featuring members of Have Heart and Basement take their earnest, motivational post-hardcore to thrilling new heights.
go to album
Strobe Light Shadow Play
by Lower Automation
Brilliantly unhinged hardcore-inspired songs that splinter expectations to smithereens with their split-second rhythm changes & wild vocals.
go to album
Zasługuję na istnienie
by Melisa
Polish trio Melisa combine elements of noise rock, grindcore, mathcore, and sludge with lyrics that balance between poetic and political.
go to album
Before The Day Has Gone
by Bellini
Ten years may have passed since the last Bellini record, but the math rock group sound as fierce as ever.
go to album
