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Brooks Was Here
01:46
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Hours turn to days to weeks
Feeling faint as I grow weak
My heartbeat the only sound
I choke this rotten air down
Throat is torn from endless thirst
Lungs are full, about to burst
Fighting to feel any thing
I refuse to let mysef sink
I dug my way out from a shallow grave
And Zihuatenejo called to me
I swam miles through a river of shit
And came out clean on the other side
Scrape and claw with all my might
Inch by inch I pray for light
Forging forward, eyes ahead
Thunder guides me overhead
Finally the hell subsides
The surface and my face collide
As rain washes over me
For the first time I am free
I dug my way out from a shallow grave
And Zihuatenejo called to me
I swam for miles through a river of shit
And came out clean on the other side
No one would make a fuss
Not for a crook like me
So I choose to face my fears
Under a carving that says "Brooks was here"
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It was 2 god damned days until 2000 years
Til your towers to god became rivers of gold
Wires run to transmit your sales pitch
Onto all this dust and mold
In the Cathedral of Tomorrow
The stepping stones of death await us all
In the Cathedral of Tomorrow
Tomorrow!
“Love and compassion” from your twisted sense of fashion
Makes me want to kill myself
In the Cathedral of Tomorrow
The stepping stones of death await us all
In the Cathedral of Tomorrow
Tomorrow!
All of these failures
Will help me understand
That killing all of my dreams and hopes can only please the god damn man
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3. |
Footprints
02:40
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I walk along a sandy beach
A beach you used to walk with me
We'd leave two sets of footprints as we'd go
As the waves crashed on our feet
The world was gone, just you and me
It was the only world I wanted to know
Then my world came crashing down
I was lost and never found
Black clouds brought on blacker tide
And washed away the hope inside
You carried me for so long
But I couldn't carry you
When you needed me the most
I couldn't pull you through
Now as I look back down
These miles of beach
The only set of footprints that i see
Belongs to me
Each day I beg to have your strength
Even an ounce to fight the pain
The agony and hateful thoughts won't stop
Images burned in my mind
But none of them of happy times
It's enough to make me not believe in god
You carried me for so long
But I couldn't carry you
When you needed me the most
I couldn't pull you through
Now as I look back down
These miles of beach
The only set of footprints that i see
Belongs to me
Road trips and ocean views
Became hospital halls, machines and tubes
A life of endless warmth
Lost to an unseen tempest's force
Then my world came crashing
I was lost and was never found
Black clouds brought on blacker tide
And washed away the hope inside
You carried me for so long
But I couldn't carry you
When you needed me the most
I couldn't pull you through
Now as I stand and look back
Down the endless miles of beach
The only set of footprints that i see
Belongs to me
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4. |
DisneyLand is Calling
01:28
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There’s been times where it’s felt like I’ve been alive for weeks
But lately it feels like I’ve been choking 8 hours a god damn day
Armageddon could be coming but I’m just too dense to notice
I hope that there’s a consolation prize at the end of this race
I’ve been floating around my room just lost, like a ghost
While a whole lot of nothing to do
We’re all soaked in wine from supporting the glass
This trickle is just a drop and we’re expected to make it last
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