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Tiny Rooms
04:05
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You're truly good at putting me down
If I was someone else would you be proud
I'm pushing and pulling for my serotonin
But nothing seems to be connected
Stuck in a tiny room with you
Only to see a narrow point of view
I'm tired of picking fights with no ending
Just to say that I was the wrong one.
Rage, flares brighter than these fireworks
Red deeper than an unmarked phase
I thought we had gone past this
(Gone past)
One-sided mind
Tunnel vision in sight oh,
Footprints in a line
Put your trophy up for the world to see and
Lay your fists right through the wall
A chill moving down my brittle spine
Crashed out in the glass
Tiptoeing around the dread that I think of
But I can't be exposed when you're dragging me down
I'm sorry that you were raised that way
A cheap pattern will always keep its shape
I can't help if I had chose to stay
The same shit happening every day
You did this to yourself
Write it down on a blank space
I'm sorry
Rage, flares brighter than these fireworks
Red deeper than an unmarked phase
I thought we had gone past this
(Gone past)
One-sided mind
Tunnel vision in sight oh,
Footprints in a line
Put your trophy up for the world to see and
Lay your fists right through the wall
Pitch black indifference
A classic routine thrown into
the eyes of a young child
Stuck in a tiny room with you
Only to see a heated point of view
Wishing you were able to take it all back
No, you can't take it back!
Rage, flares brighter than these fireworks
Red deeper than an unmarked phase
I thought we had gone past this
(Gone past)
One-sided mind
Tunnel vision in sight oh,
Footprints in a line
Put your trophy up for the world to see and
Lay your fists right through the-
Rage, flares brighter than these fireworks
Red deeper than an unmarked phase
I thought we had gone past this.
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2. |
Collateral
03:36
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Over the same line
(Peak clarity I promised)
Habits I can't fight
(Brick walls to stack these convictions)
A full circle moment you laid with me
The bitter taste of regret
Pulling out my teeth just for the hell of it
Small talk, so heavy hearted
Inches, of tyranny bloomed right past in front of me in a landslide
I'm constantly trying not to step back
Over the same line
(Peak clarity I promised)
Habits I can't fight
(Brick walls to stack these convictions)
Don't wanna be
Stuck in a key
Let it go but you took it back more
Static noise to shake up my efforts
Well you got me right where you want me
A change of pace
Might do me better than where I've been in the last year
I will always hate
My old deluded sense of mind that I have latched onto
I wish you could be honest with yourself
Lately sitting alone for the comfort I find
Over the same line
(Peak clarity I promised)
Habits I can't fight
(Brick walls to stack these convictions)
Don't wanna be
Stuck in a key
Let it go but you took it back more
Static noise to shake up my efforts
Well you got me right where you want me
Well you got me right where you want me
Well you got me
Well you got me
A free fall, guilt trip I don't deserve
Another deep-set state to calm my nerves
Headfirst into this solid ground
Over the same line
(Peak clarity I promised)
Habits I can't fight
(Try not to step back)
Over the same line
(Peak clarity I promised)
Habits I can't fight
(Brick walls to stack these convictions)
Don't wanna be
Stuck in a key
Let it go but you took it back more
Static noise to shake up my efforts
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Morals like a broken chain
Cheap metal built for two
It's pitching me forward
I can't sustain all of your hardships
Don't leave me without leverage
A smokescreen out of trust
There's no such thing as oxygen
Cause you pull it from the room
A tough pill to swallow isn't it?
Watch your spine, I'll crush it in
Good riddance to your own beliefs
Hindrances on your self-esteem
You need to do some growing
So start by blaming yourself
Oooooooooooooooh
OH!
Replace the empty space
Deep bruises on my skin
Spilled the ink when you spilled your guts
I'm shallow, you're lower
Lay in your bed, rock bottom
I saw you in the ocean
Swimming with the sharks you call your own
You call your own!
A tough pill to swallow isn't it?
Watch your spine, I'll crush it in
Good riddance to your own beliefs
Hindrances on your self-esteem
You need to do some growing
So start by blaming yourself
A tough pill to swallow isn't it?
Watch your spine, I'll crush it in
Good riddance to your own beliefs
Hindrances on your self-esteem
You need to do some growing
So start by blaming yourself
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4. |
Broke
04:55
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You'll see me when June ends
I've gone and buried myself back under my bed
Losing sunlight for weeks on end
And I have no patience to wait for these better days ahead
Resurface, no purpose
Bitter like the sword that I stab right through my head
These fractured concrete steps and
I can't masquerade another
Failing late night
Well I've gone broke and I'm done
Too late, time has gone so far away for me to let go
Cause I've got old bones sitting on the front yard
And I let this happen every day
Everyday
Play it off like I'm not rusting inside
It's purely chemical
I'm better off with my worn-out shoes
The color from my cheeks is lost
Suppressing, reminiscing
White rafters hung my stability
A funeral on the side of the road
I could have sworn I was in the casket
I'll crawl back underneath my bed
I have no patience to wait for these better days ahead
I have no patience to wait to for these better days oh
Too late, time has gone so far away for me to let go
Cause I've got old bones sitting on the front yard
And I let this happen every day
Too late, time has gone so far away for me to let go
Cause I've got old bones sitting on the front yard
And I let this happen every day
Too late, time has gone so far away for me to let go
Cause I've got old bones sitting on the front yard
And I let this happen every day
Too late, time has gone so far away for me to let go.
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