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Intro
00:51
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2. |
Moving On
02:44
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I'll never get used to waking up
Before the sunrise even starts
And I refuse to think I'm old enough
To hold a job that long
It weighs on my head
to think that far
Cause I'm a product of never moving on
And all my friends have guns to their heads
Cause they're all afraid of letting go of something
And all we know is we can never go home
Cause were all afraid being on our own
I'm hoping somewhere down the line
Things start to fall right into place
with sweaty palms and bloodshot eyes
I watch the nights turn into days
It weighs on my head to think that far
Cause I'm a product of
Never moving on
I'm holding steady now
I'm holding steady now
I'm broke and tired and sore
Most nights I sleep on the floor
But I'm not scared anymore
No I'm not scared anymore
All my friends have guns to their heads
Cause they're all afraid of letting go of something
And all we know is we can never go home
Cause were all afraid being on our own
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3. |
Full Disclosure
02:26
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Save all your hard earned unrest
Fill up the holes in your chest
Now take another bottle off the shelf
I can't stomach any of this
Your hands are caught in my ribs
Now I'm breathing all the air left in your grip
And it's pulling me under
Is this your idea of a life:
Led by others
Go home to another night
(Alone)
That's the way it will always be
When you're keeping your guard up
Don't waste it on me
So understand I'm just fine
Now I'm just biding my time
I try to keep things in tact
Just keep your weight off my back
And still I can't help but to think
(I can't help but to think )
That there's nothing left worth saving
That I held on to
And it's pulling me under
Is this your idea of a life:
Led by others
Go home to another night
(Alone)
That's the way it will always be
When you're keeping your guard up
Don't waste it on me (x2)
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4. |
Three Years
03:02
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So I'll be taking the first plane
Back to Chicago
Where all my friends stayed the same
Nobody's going away
so much better 3 years ago
When my dreams
They still made sense to me
Before the west coast
Got the best of me
Nobody's saving the best years for last
Nobody's saving the best years
Things don't get better when you leave
Cause we all break eventually
You try to move on
But we can't move on
You've built this place that you call home
You've got your memories set in stone
But somewhere down the line
Someone will tear it to the ground
We all settle for saying
We'll be back in the summer
I'll see you this time next year
Talk yourself out of regret
With your palms covered in sweat
Until you find your way back here
So I'll be taking the first plane
Back to Chicago
Make my way out of LA
Nobody's staying the same
So much better 3 years ago
When my dreams they still
made sense to me
Before the west coast
Got the Best of me
Nobody's saving the best years for last
Nobody's saving the best years
Things don't get better when you leave
Cause we all break eventually
You tried to move on
But we can't move on
And you built this place
That you call home
You've got your memories set in stone
(And you can't move on)
Nobody's saving the best years
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5. |
August
03:12
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Though i'm only Brave
compared to some
The risk seems worth it
It always seems worth it
Standing on the the edge
To close for comfort
I couldn't escape the thought that
i'll miss not missing you
So I fall head first
Without a single thought to result
I've never been quite so reckless
But there are ghosts in my head
Just like the ones that you said
Were keep you awake
In the bed that you made
And there are ghosts in my head
Just like the ones that you said
Were keeping you awake
And the effort put forth is ebbing is fading
I've been trudging through knee deep doubt for miles
I've been waiting for you to say
What it is your thinking
The wait seems worth it
It always seems worth it
Sinking like lead I'm kept from breathing
i can't escape the thought that I'll miss not missing you
But there are ghosts in my head
Just like the ones that you said
Were keep you awake
In the bed that you made
And there are ghosts in my head
Just like the ones that you said
Were keeping you awake
In the bed that you made
And if I bury myself you won't be sleeping so well
you'd rather be somewhere else it's something I can't help. (x3)
That's something i can't help (x2)
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