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The Company I Keep
03:31
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What’s said is said.
What’s done is done.
Looking back on the good ol days
but the good ol days weren’t all that good.
Dead and gone.
All of my friends think I’m dead.
I’m not cold, I just disappeared.
Misery loves company.
But you were left behind.
What’s said is said.
What’s done is done.
It’s getting harder and harder
to say the right things.
So alone.
Why won’t you come home?
It turned cold when you disappeared.
If misery loves company,
then why do I feel left behind?
You decide where you went to sleep
and you chose the company you keep.
I just want this life to mean something.
Things are about to change.
Screaming in D sharp that
Things are about to change.
I know I should let it go.
I should know better
and you should know better too.
But nobody knows why we do
the fucking things that we do.
Misery loves company.
Please don’t leave me behind.
I’m in way too deep.
You are the company I keep.
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Force Fed Lies
02:35
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I have no intention of letting this go
Trying to cover your tracks.
Trying to turn your back.
I expected something,
anything from you.
Where you want to be,
or some sort of an apology.
Loyal to a fault
and it’s left a bad taste in my mouth.
Bittersweet.
I have every intention of letting you know
there’s kerosene all over the bridge,
but I can’t seem to find a light.
I expected something,
anything from you.
Like where you want to be,
or some sort of an apology.
Loyal to a fault
and it’s left a bad taste in my mouth.
Bittersweet.
Force fed lies.
I’ve been force fed lies
And you want to ask me for forgiveness?
Forgiveness denied.
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Makeshift Tourniquet
02:31
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Losing ground.
Suffocated.
Self-inflicted.
Battered, beaten, broken, damaged.
How much can I take?
Constantly in doubt.
How long til I break?
I’m bleeding.
Open vein.
Lacerated.
I’m sinking.
I’m drowning in the sea.
Cauterize the wounds.
Save me.
How much can I take?
Constantly in doubt.
And how long til I break?
I’m bleeding out.
I’m bleeding out.
Makeshift tourniquet.
I’m sinking.
I’m drowning in the sea.
Cauterize the wounds.
Save me.
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Broken Beyond Repair
03:39
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Some things are broken beyond repair.
Breathing hurts, decompose.
Who said “time heals all wounds”?
Reaching my hand out.
Learning to live without.
Who said “time heals all wounds”?
Is it not enough to breathe
and hold on tight?
Carry our hopes.
Pushing ahead, decimated.
Who said “time heals all wounds”?
I don’t fear anything.
I can’t feel anything anymore.
Who said “time heals all wounds”?
Is it not enough to breathe
and hold on tight?
Carry our hopes to the bayside.
Wake up, please wake up.
You can’t kill what won’t die.
I’m losing control.
Wrapped around a telephone pole.
I’m so fucking sorry.
Is this what crush looks like?
Is this what loss looks like?
Is this what love looks like?
Is this what pain looks like?
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