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Sigh Of Relief
01:22
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If I'm giving out hints
Be sure to be on your feet
The ground you stand, your placement is key
Keep an open book closed and your thoughts to yourself
If I had any left, I'd spread the wealth
As cryptic as it gets
No, I have no cure for loneliness
And you stay quiet to save grace at best
I know deep down you hurt like the rest
Stay underground but come up every so often
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2. |
Eviction
02:39
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Rotting in heaven or burning in hell
A place between a price to pay we all know too well
And if stripping down my confidence wasn't enough you sat outside our place as we collected our stuff
Forget about the dirt and rust, forget about the negative swept under the rug
When all I know has left and gone, a place of doubt and nothing wrong
Please strip me of my confidence some more
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Clarity
02:43
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So you say things, you wont say to my goddamn face
Act as if I'm deaf or my spines misplaced, but the two worst things were you and I in case you were wondering.
As I sit back and take it all in, critical thinking was all I did
You had your fair share of chances no second win, now I'll lead by example
This is as good as gold gets, now I'm hostage in my head
You know exactly what you did, So forget all the things I said
You know exactly what you did, so forget
Oh how perfect it is to pray on the young and weak, buzz up 3 floors and the outlooks bleek just, give me a break
You only hear what you wanna hear and you only corrupt just about everyone
This river I fucking step in aint the river I stand in.
There's not enough lights, in this place
To keep me from giving you shade
Two way thinking on a one way fucking street...
This is as good as gold gets, now I'm hostage in my head
You know exactly what you did, So forget all the things I said
You know exactly what you did, so forget
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4. |
105 McCaul St.
02:58
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That should have been a red flag, together we're a mess
I mean what I say in a literal sense
Live off late night arguments and bad intent
But I can't complain, I didn't pay a cent
For what its a worth, I would have killed myself for the attention
In all honesty you're judged by the company kept, literally socially inept
That's what I've learned
We've crossed that, I broke our trust
can you open a window I dont want your secondhand bad decision
And we're living a lie, feeling miles away
While we're next to each other, in a bedroom
Always running behind, because we're always up late
This place hasn't changed, it just made you
In all honesty, you're judged, you're judged
Like I said
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5. |
Suffering
03:33
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Head above water but I'd rather be sedated and under
We both have things in common, your days are numbered but my patience is limited
And this would all be different, if it were up to a missed diagnosis
Dust won't collect itself and if you're going to drag me down
I'll look somewhere else for stability
Once you're gone I'll be gone too
Bite the broken hand that feeds
When you're gone what will I hold on to
Please get over it I know you're suffering over stay your fucking welcome
Bite the broken hand that feeds (I take it back)
What will I look up to
Are you ashamed of what you've done
When all that's left is my shoulder pain
I felt the weight of the world come crashing down
When all that's left is a gain
When you're gone what will I hold on to
Please get over it I know you're suffering over stay your fucking welcome
Bite the broken hand that feeds (I take it back)
What Will I look up to
You've always had a way out but you've settled right
In a line behind depth and deeper than shallow
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