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70 Days
03:40
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I'm still hearing those voices
70 ways to change my mind
Caught in nuances
Hoping someday I'll just comply
But then summer turns to fall,
And I'm sitting in your car so unafraid of it all
I'm so caught in the moment
hoping someday I'll just remain.
The world is so open
yet I always choose to stay
But then summer turns to fall,
And I'm sitting in your car so unafraid of it all
Take me back home and lay my weary head down to rest
Wake up and find I never had a chance
I'm not such a burden
7 days till I'm all free
Yet I know I'll be burdened
with the same shit for 13-weeks
But then summer turns to fall,
And I'm sitting in your car so unafraid of it all
Take me back home and lay my weary head down to rest
Wake up and find I never had a chance
Read my a book, I'll fantasize the life that I have left,
just like when I was a kid.
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Hideaway
03:06
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Roll to my side, no longer alive
A quiet place to hide
I'll be alright, for once in my life
Why do I say such lies
I feel you, feel you slipping away
Look in my eyes still you tell a lie,
I'll be your reverie
Stay by my side how lucky am I,
You'll be my remedy
I feel you feel you slipping away,
I feel you feel you slipping away,
Oh, I feel you feel you slipping away,
Oh, I feel you feel you slipping away.
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Grace
03:44
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Innocence was ripped away
without a second chance,
Spared from a fate
of emptiness at best
Oh, her last few breaths were taken so fast.
Sweet thing, you hold your breath
I will it to come back,
Stare at me from pictures
they're all that I have left,
Oh, close my eyes and I'll pretend.
So give me Grace or give me a reason to live
Because the best things left are filled with helpless sin
Just give me back the one thing for which I truly wish
This hollowed life means little without her in it.
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Breathtaker
04:30
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You say you're dead
But I see mouth movements
Keeping secrets in your breath
Leaving words unsaid
You say you're dead
But I feel your heart
You say I'm always wrong instead
It's in your head
Shower thoughts alone
They're all in my brain
Water drips on pavement
and the tears spell out your name
Hide under the sheets
and starve for weeks
Wait till the dust collects inches
until you speak
Intruders in your brain
Driving you insane
Intruders in your head
are the only ones that know you're not dead
Water drips on pavement
Tears spell out your name
But the letters are never quite the same
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Ashes
04:03
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It's such a stubborn town
I wonder what it is
Cold feet and dripping tongues
Craving for something young
Another night is coming,
I'm itching for your touch
Another reason to go on and on and on and on
Dry mouth and cracking lips
your words slip out like cigarettes
It's just the same old story
but what of it is to be told.
I want to be back home
I want to be back home
Lost in a lonely house
empty rooms enclosed in walls
Grab a match to burn it all
White walls turn to black then fall
Residue builds in my lungs
Clear it out to sing my song
Grab a chair and watch it burn,
Watch it burn and all fall down
Dry mouth and cracking lips
your words slip out like cigarettes
It's just the same old story
but what of it is to be told.
I want to be back home
I want to be back home
I want to be back home
(I want to see you on the way back home)
I want to be back home
(I want to see you on the way back home)
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