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TIGHT GRIP
05:15
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my minds struggling
i'll fade to nothing
my veins keep flooding to the floor
(my body's frozen at the core)
bloodlines rushing
to fight through suffering
immune to feeling something but i'm sore
(an ugly metaphor)
you're a threat, a sharpened edge
that cuts my fingertips and locks tight grips on my neck
i'm a mess, a freight train of stress
i'll never make a mends on a pathway to regress
pre-chorus
my brain won't let me sleep, i see failures in my dreams
and these thoughts have me defeat
time slips watch it runaway
tight grips make you wanna stay
my fists will resist to lie awake and fight the hatred
i maintain such a heavy heart
and break down to a counterpart
i'll lay straight in the dark to lie awake won't fight this hatred
no i won't override the hatred
out of line, i'm running way out of line
it never used to hit me like it does at night now,
my actions have redefined
a slow decline, with no warning signs
i'll take these so called desires and sink them below the tide.
my body's aching to find a loyal antidote
aggresive shaking moves slowly upward to my throat
i feel it linger and wrap up my spine as it decays
i'm pointing the finger at my loss of hope for better days
hope for the best but no results will come to show
lay me to rest take everything ive ever known
my heartbeat syncopates, i'm losing hope for better days
there's no escaping from this tight grip.
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lilac
05:58
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blossom, but don't lose touch.
leave your fears at the bottom, of rivers that turn to dust.
make waves with your eyes,
turn teardrops to stone.
it's no big surprise,
that you're doing fine on your own.
so dry your tears for me, i'm just a tad too late
please don't walk away here's a flower bouquet.
in the form of words, we'll pretend this doesn't hurt
just a missing conversation that we'll bury in the dirt /
we'll bury in the dirt.
decreasing stability
old thoughts kept as keepsakes
build walls made of sympathy
relax, take a breath
exhale out your flaws
treat your breathing as steps
and let your soul withdrawl
so dry your tears for me, i'm just a step too late
i wont watch your bones decay and fade to an old cliche
you are more than a mind, that was taken over by
all the temporary demons that withhold you at night
the voices multiply.
erase your brain but hold the memories that are sacred
cuz i would ask to hold your heart but i might break it
it's my fault that this relationship has faded, i fucking hate this
cuz when you lost your footing i was nowhere to be found
and i just wish i had the sense to stick around
my foolish tongue refused to make a sound
i let us drown
erase the thoughts you're fine as you are
retreat and wave goodbye.
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