Gnarwolves

by Gnarwolves

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1.
02:24
If distance was a measure of the space between us I’d sever my ties to the world But, I can’t predict that all I need is all I have here. And if you’re brave enough to learn by climbing fucking mountains Then I’m strong enough to bleed myself completely empty. All I own is all I have here. Not enough By all means Be a slob Lay around and quite your job Life goes on regardless of Your protesting that it does So, by all means Make your plans But, first show me that you can Try and prove me wrong Life goes on and on and on. Nothing to give So much to lose Nothing to prove So much to do
2.
02:48
Sat with an old friend from my childhood home We make a toast to being lonely, because it’s better than drinking alone And wash our hands of your cold company ‘cause it’s what we really need I would be happier knowing this means something But you’re writhing at home all alone So there’s no fucking meaning at all I blacked out over and over There’s a blood stain on my collar line It reminds that I’m hopeful, and I notice it sometimes When I’m bleeding out I colour in my selfish doubt I black it out I blacked out over and over
3.
I try to focus on my drink but I can see my fate in it I took a deep breath and drunk and never questioned where I got it Is this purgatory now? I swear I’m dead! I really mean it I’ve hit rock bottom I wake in bed and fuck myself over again I’ll give myself up to the wind if I please ‘cause it’s so fucking pointless making plans with my dreams Well you’ve just woken up and I’m barely asleep When I’m home from this journey I’m giving myself to the sea I try to focus on my feet but it’s a blur just past my nose Wearing the same jeans and same hat I wore a year ago When you explained to me there was beauty missing someone far away Did you really mean it? Or have you forgotten? I wake in bed and fuck myself over again I’ll give myself up to the wind if I please ‘cause it’s so fucking pointless making plans with my dreams Well you’ve just woken up and I’m barely asleep When I’m home from this journey I’m giving myself to the sea The things you need You push away
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5.
I feel so dumb So void of conviction Afraid of my symptoms I locked myself out There’s nothing in this empty house To save me from my lingering doubt Your image in the very space I inherit now I tell myself that everything is going to be fine Yeah right We are the product of a broken class But, we weren’t raised to be fucking morons I am the product of my fathers burden It wasn’t promised to me So if you want to come and smoke on Friday I’ll make a promise to maintain my distance I never wanted to retreat so quietly Let’s smoke a cigarette
6.
02:22
All my favourite things Left by the side of the road Packed in boxes Post-marked until my wit comes home So don’t tell me distance comes easier with time You will always be much better at saying goodbye There are things we share And I was ashamed of the liar Packed in boxes I set every trace of you on fire So don’t tell me distance comes easier with time You’re a bastard that left no goodbye You will always be much better at saying goodbye If you must die then die for something If you’re going to fall I won’t yank the carpet out You can’t kill the pain I miss the days you didn’t dump on everyone
7.
Hate me I heard the war is coming soon I caused it But I don’t want to see it through Count me out Break me Through me you once were broken to I’m seething Watching them paint me black and blue So make me choke, push your thumbs into my throat I’ll make you Hate me Want you to hate me Until you fear me Don’t waste my time No We’re living in a model hell And it suits you well Do you think you might come home soon? If your family needed you?
8.
02:04
Time is a measure of our tired foot steps Every stride we take to get home Time is endlessly moving Time drifts, ebbing and flowing If time is only this moment Then life is hopelessly futile
9.
01:53
There was a rift Torn apart by a continental drift Either we’ve pawned our health and innocence Or they never did exist Tell me I’m wrong That we’ll both find our way home Sometimes I need you more than others And those times I wanna pluck out his eyes Tell me I’m wrong Get on your board Don’t want to see my home no more We could just fall apart And forget all the broken backs and fleeting phone calls ‘cause we’ve both buried friends and dealt with it Yeah, we’ve all buried loved ones In our lives Sometimes I need you more than other And those times I wanna pluck out his eyes Because sometimes you seem barely alive Tell me I’m wrong And stop feeling so ashamed that you’ll never find an answer
10.
It used to be easy to go out in the street Before public opinion tried to steal my tongue I made no excuses I spoke with my feet And tripped on every vicious word you aimed at me It’s not alright I’ve never seen your eyes The flock are blind It’s hopeless if we’re spoon fed The shit that you’re hawking You’re wasting your life Resigned to a well placed line If I fall who will catch me In cutting prose you’ve conjured up a malady Received with murderous applause from all the crowd Don’t speak when you want to Don’t create Don’t think This life is black and white, there’s nothing in between It’s not alright I’ve never seen your eyes You’ve all seen mine The truth is that we’re spoon fed The shit that you’re hawking You’re wasting your life Resigned to a well placed line If I fall who will catch me?

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released September 15, 2014

Recorded and mixed by Lewis Johns at The Ranch Production House.
Mastered by New Alliance East.

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Gruff Pop Punk played by Cornish boys in Brighton.

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