1. |
My Damning
05:08
|
|||
|
I'm finally out of line
I know that you'll be fine, there never was a weight you couldn't lift.
Besides, I'm just a blank on your bucket list
And before I see an end to this, tell me you thought you'd get around to it.
I cheat, I steal, and I lie.
I'm still not content with my life,
But if I'm happy when I die,
Can I say I lived a complete life?
Dear God, I'm grateful for many thing, but I'm in need of more.
I know I make selfish pleas; I'm ungrateful to the core,
But this is how I feel.
I can't untie my bones from the anger, depression, and hatred I've always known.
I've begged, and plead, and shown that I'm willing to pay the debt buried in my soul.
I'm torn between my needs and the things you ask of me
I've scorned the only ones who have ever loved me for me
I've stored too much anger to ever let go and be free
I've soared, now I dig my grave towards Hell, and my damning
|
||||
2. |
Decomposure
04:04
|
|||
|
I used to care how you spent your day
You used to think that I was so funny
Maybe you and I have changed,
Maybe we're both dying.
It doesn't feel natural,
But I guess it has to happen.
Entropy ruins art,
Everything falls apart.
Everything falls apart eventually, even you and me.
There used to be an enormous tree
Then one day we chopped it down, and forgot to plant a seed.
You still sit and stare at your old paintings,
But one day soon you'll take them down
'Cause they remind you of me.
And it doesn't feel natural,
But you know it has to happen.
Entropy ruins art,
Everything falls apart.
Everything falls apart eventually, even you and me.
|
||||
3. |
A Miracle Occurs
05:21
|
|||
|
I miss the time we used to take to recite the things that ruined our days.
Some nights we didn't even think to get some sleep,
And we used to lose control over the stupidest jokes
And laugh 'til we hurt our faces like a pair of basket cases.
When you came by the office today, you took my by surprise.
It's nice to see a smiling face every once in a while.
It reminds me of when I was still child,
And Mom would smile all day.
I hate how hard our lives have gotten
I wish we had more time to waste,
Just you and me and the schemes we'd get caught in.
We'd spend more on food and eat for the taste.
I'm tired of the haste, and only having time for two meals a day.
I want to sleep in, wake up, and find you're still home,
But you're busy, so you get up and leave me alone.
Then we go our separate ways, and I sit in a box 'til the end of the day.
Then I'd read your face, but it's already been read
It's not that I'm not interested in you, it's just it's all been said
And I already know exactly how your day went
And our conversation are all but spent.
Lets quit our jobs and leave,
Can you imagine how it must feel to be free?
It's not too late to choose how our lives will be.
We'll go and find simpler places
and always wake to one another's faces,
We'll laugh, and laugh like a pair of basket cases.
Lets quit our jobs and leave,
Can you imagine how it must feel to be free?
It's not too late to choose how our lives will be.
|
||||
4. |
Eventually
05:32
|
|||
|
I needed you to make it, but the river took you in and you're gone.
Your body couldn't take it, given no choice you passed on.
Does God really have a plan?
Do our loved ones truly live on?
Please tell me they do
My father told me on that day my birth was his fondest memory.
A few words brought the world to me knees
As I prayed to God to have mercy for my father's sake.
God I need to know, is my father home?
They're telling me to take my life.
They're saying this will make things right.
Dear God, please open your gates before demons take my faith.
They're saying I'm to blame: my father's death's on me.
My God, am I insane?
My God, am I insane?
Please open your gates before they take my faith.
It's too much for me now,
I've struggled for so long.
Please send your angels down,
I know they'll keep me strong.
Dear Father, are you there?
'Cause I've gotten so scared.
There's evil in me now, haunting me, tearing me down.
---
Life's not as hard as it could be,
I'll see you eventually.
I'll get by 'cause you taught me
I'll see you again
I'll make sure you're proud of me
I can feel your spirit watching
You will always be a part of me
You'll see me again.
|
||||
5. |
||||
|
I've completely wasted my afternoon, but the days left to kill this week are few.
And I know this feeling can end if I pass out again.
Losing my chance to find something new,
as I spend everyday in my room stuck on all the time I've lost,
Ever crushed by the cost
And every day I wonder if depression is a burden we need;
Maybe we're meant to carry it, maybe we're bound by design,
'cause I can't seem to change who I am, so I lie so that nobody will ever see how hard it is for me to find my peace of mind.
But I'm learning to accept that there is no end to regret;
Maybe it's something I can live with, maybe it's something I can change.
The course life takes is strange, and where meaning is lost, meaning can be found again,
And I know I'll be happy one day.
It's time, I think, to finally let go.
If I'm to live my life, I'll need self control.
Try to understand that intentions don't define us.
Instead, it's the way that we feel when we burn a bridge.
There's no end to regret, and you'll never regain control
Unless you leave these thoughts alone.
(But I'm learning to accept there is no end to regret.)
I think I understand.
It's not the thoughts we have in our heads,
It's the way that we feel when we lose something.
This is who I am, and despite the way I've always felt,
I have learned to love myself.
|
||||
If you like Ruins Everything, you may also like:
Patchwork Guilt EP
by Phoenix Mundy
featured on Bandcamp Radio Jul 22, 2014
go to album
In honor of their 15th anniversary, Hassle Records are re-issuing 15 titles on half-crystal vinyl.
go to album
The post-hardcore band’s latest is a reflection on time, memory, death, and grief—and is their dreamiest material to date.
go to album
Gauzy dream pop with female vocals that falls on the softer size of shoegaze.
go to album
Swooning, futuristic pop studded with pristine synths, deep arrangements, and dreamy vocals.
go to album
Nick Leng - Drivers (EP)
by Nick Leng
The deep, dreamy music from this L.A. artist puts the emphasis on his soft, soulful vocals, resulting in low-lit love songs for late nights.
go to album
Subsonic Eye combines math rock, dream pop, and guitar sounds borrowed from post-rock for songs that whirl and flurry, but never quite settle.
go to album
