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Introspective
02:23
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To think that I thought that I'd learned
Apathy is nothing to burn
It puts the fire out
I put the fire out
It's all in the calls that you make
Which friends' advice you decide you should take
That's what it's all about
That's all it's all about
And I speak to myself the most
You would think I was a ghost
And I lie alone in the shade
And set fire to the mess that I made
Don't you give up
On me while I'm finding myself
I was just trying
Not to be somebody else
And I hope that I'm not
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2. |
Gloom
03:37
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I was living in autopilot mode
I could feel you losing grip
I could see you letting go
Like a stranger on the side of the road
Didn't know where I was going
I just knew I had to go
Took some time to let the smoke clear
And what felt like a minute
It had almost been a year
I'd take the wheel if I knew how to steer
But I crash and I burn
And we crash and we burn
And I don't know why
I just close my eyes
Never see the truth
Never leave this Gloom
These walls will never come down
So scratch your name in stone
Carrying this kind of weight
Is bound to break your bones
Can't build a home with no foundation
Guilty by disassociation
And I don't know why
I just close my eyes
Never see the truth
Never leave this Gloom
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3. |
Interlude: Perfect Daze
02:13
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(Instrumental)
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4. |
Ghost Ride
02:51
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I've been down, I could drown
In a sea of your love
And still feel the same
I've been lost, what's the cost
If I told you how much
Would the seasons change
So I ghost ride 'hind the wheel
You know I'm just trying to feel
Anything else than the void
Until the world stops turning around
I've been tense, on the fence
Somewhere between selfless
And a hypocrite
I've been kind, by design
But deep down I still know
That I'm full of shit
So I ghost ride 'hind the wheel
You know I'm just trying to feel
Anything else than the void
Until the world stops turning around
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5. |
29
02:11
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Been away so long
I forgot what's wrong
So don't remind me
Of who I should be
Been away so long
I forgot what's wrong
But I'm doing fine
On this slow decline
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6. |
Interlude: Smoke Signals
02:51
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(Instrumental)
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7. |
The Big Hurt
04:04
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Can't you see you've broke his heart
He's lying on the floor
Ears are ringing with the sound
Of words you've said before
How can love be so unkind
How can it be so cold
This'll sure be the last time
He'll ever trust a soul
And he curses you with words
Though they will never be heard
Just to try and ease the hurt
For a minute
Can't you see this hurts her
Like it never has before
Her love don't come easy
It's a wooden padlocked door
Try to do what's right
But everything just seems so wrong
She's making up her mind
As she hums along to his farewell song
And she says the sweetest words
Though they will never be heard
Just to try and ease the hurt
For a minute
She won't forget him
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8. |
Futile Sounds
05:12
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Why's it have to be that way?
Just a hole to fall in through
If there's nothing I can change
Then I've learned not to hold on to
But I won't drown
In these futile sounds
Though I'd learned by now
They're all futile sounds
Living in this state of mind
In a city of solitude
There's a sickening sense of pride
Congratulatory lies
But I won't drown
In these futile sounds
Though I'd learned by now
They're all futile sounds
How long do you think this can go on?
But I won't drown
In these futile sounds
No I won't drown
In these futile sounds
Though I'd learned by now
They're all futile sounds
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9. |
Interlude: Serenity
02:31
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(Instrumental)
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10. |
Maudlin
05:49
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Gone again
Always feel maudlin
Saying sorry just a little too often
Spilling words
'Til my vision's blurred
Do it all again to the same old friends
Stubborn down to the core
When did empathy turn into a chore
Stagnant sick and bored
You've already lost it all
Come on
You're either doing fine
Or you're halfway gone
Fall asleep
Slip into a dream
'Til the morning comes then it's misery
Stubborn down to the core
When did empathy turn into a chore
Stagnant sick and bored
You've already lost it
Sleeping with my eyes half closed
It's only time that makes indifference grow
Sleeping with my eyes half closed
It's only time that makes indifference grow
Come on
You're either doing fine
Or you're halfway gone
Come on
I always draw the line
Then the water comes
Sleeping with my eyes half closed
It's only time that makes indifference grow
Sleeping with my eyes half closed
It's only time that I'm indifferent
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11. |
Letting Go
05:42
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Feeling like a fork in the road
Feeling like I've nowhere to go
Feel I can't stand on my own
Heart of stone
Future's getting harder to see
Feeling like it's harder to breathe
Wanna know what's becoming of me
I agree
If I live too hard
Then I'm asking for Death to just play his part
If I move too slow
I'm a hitchhiker walking a dead end road
If I'm letting go
Every time I turn on the news
Feels like pouring salt in the wound
Baby's been feeling the blues
I do too
If I live too hard
Then I'm asking for Death to just play his part
If I move too slow
I'm a hitchhiker walking a dead end road
If I'm letting go
A million thoughts run through my brain
Like I'm constantly changing lanes
I wish I could learn to write this out
If I get rid of all my doubts
I could find a different route
If I live too hard
Then I'm asking for Death to just play his part
If I move too slow
I'm a hitchhiker walking a dead end road
If I'm letting go
Can I let you know
If I'm letting go
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