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Asthma
01:04
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Feasting on my nails
only stopping to savor the sweet taste of uncertainty.
It's a bitter taste, but i've come to know it well.
Maybe one day my hands will look human again.
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Blame
03:41
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God, what have you done?
My suffering, my problems can't be all my fault.
(no they can't be, what does this all mean?)
God, what have you done?
My suffering, my problems can't be all my fault.
You did this, God. You're the one to blame.
My back is breaking.
I'm questioning my upbringing.
My hope is fading.
I have no idea why people think it's so easy.
I've found no god in the clouds
to wave his hand and appease me.
Am I a demon for questioning my upbringing,
or is this the age, the age of reason?
The sky is telling me nothing
so tell me who's to blame.
God! what have you done?
This can't be all my fault.
God, what have you done?
Where have you been?
Are you even there, you holy bastard?
The sky is telling me nothing.
So tell me who's to blame.
This book is empty
just like the sky.
Or is it in me, a reason to die?
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Useless
02:28
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For years, I sang for a band;
spitting rightous words that meant nothing to me.
And now I guess it's irony
that i'm living a life that means nothing to me.
Not to say that this isn't my passion;
every word i'm writing is true depite the lack of attraction.
So i'll just keep living a life dead inside.
Only hoping to find some hope.
I'm scaring myself.
(where is the line between crazy and fine?)
I need to find some answers.
(to seemingly meaningless questions)
Things that once gave me joy,
seem to pull it out of me.
Leaving deep black holes,
filling with doubt about the kid I used to be.
Will I ever see him again?
All my hopes and dreams.
How long can they breathe?
I'm scaring myself.
(Where is the line between crazy and fine?)
I need to find some answers
(to seemingly meaningless questions.)
I'm only hoping to find some hope.
I would not wish this feeling upon anyone.
This useless feeling
of being a useless being.
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4. |
Addict
02:49
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You have popped away everything.
Your children, your life, with no chance to reconcile.
But how much longer can you go on with the mentality of a child?
You're addicted to the attention
but everyone forgets to mention
that every problem in their lives is all your fault.
You're addicted to these perscriptions.
You've never stuck to convictions.
They can't have an addict in their lives.
How can you sleep at night knowing everything in your life is a lie?
You and your waste of a husband
have ruined any chance these kids will ever have
to see life through adolescent eyes.
You're addicted to the attention
but everyone forgets to mention
that every problem in their lives is all your fault.
You're addicted to these prescriptions.
You've never stuck to convictions.
They can't have an addict in their lives.
Do you know how bad it hurts
to watch your own blood die?
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Depression
01:33
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As I write these words down,
I can feel the tickle of tears in my throat
and their warmth in my eyes.
The dead road was never an option
but god damnit, I wish it was.
I have no right to be sad.
I have no right.
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Rain
02:30
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7. |
46
03:23
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After a long, long night
I'm headed back to exit 46 to see what keeps me alive.
But now I know i'm here for myself.
That's all I've really wanted.
I may always be losing,
but i'm never quitting.
I need everyone to sing this with me.
We've come a long way since Highway 50.
After a long, long night
I'm headed back to exit 46 to see what keeps me alive.
But now I know i'm here for myself.
That's all i've really wanted.
I may always be losing,
but i'm never quitting.
I need everyone to sing this with me.
We've come a long way since Highway 50.
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Scout
03:29
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This song's for anyone
that's ever looked up to anyone.
The scales will be balanced once again.
This is the leveler.
Any man who has his hand on the masses
is no man to me.
Anything can be covered in gold.
Even the dirt beneath.
You are dirty, just like me.
I can't believe to make you see.
You had to be lead by the scout.
What makes you think that you're better than me?
What makes them think that they're better than us?
You are dirty, just like me.
I can't believe to make you see.
You had to be lead by the scout.
You are dirty, just like me.
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Luther
05:32
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In the words of fallen man:
darkness cannot drive out darkness;
only light can.
Bear another man's burden
as if it is your own.
And try to change the heart of man.
I can honestly say that I have wanted to die
and bring an end to this ignorant life of mine.
But even though I've never heard His voice,
Grandpa Tiny would say, "No man runs away."
I refuse to break beneath the weight of the questions.
I, as a boy, have done all the i can
so now it's time to grow into a man like Martin Luther.
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Motivation
01:06
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I hope the scars of nervous teeth never leave
so they can remind me of how to never be.
I used to want the old me back,
but now I know I can do better.
I write music so that people know they're not alone.
in my words, this snare, and kick, I hope you find a home in it.
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11. |
Scout (Acoustic)
04:01
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