1. |
Subtle Irony Sobriety
04:55
|
|
||
Starting over for the second time, this is the one that counts, this is the one that sticks
Ripping my phone out of my hands
You can begin to see
The cracks behind the sheen
You can begin to hear
A voice that’s full of fear
Don’t pull away
Don’t double down
The hardest part
Is checking out
Start over for the second time, this is the one that counts, you told everyone you know
Ripping my brain out of my skull
And I can’t do this on my own, I got 15 minutes left of an 80 -hour week that’s trying to bury me whole
I'm not checked in, in fact, I'm checking out
One last drink has turned into thousands of dollars
It's crawled up my spine it's attacking my heart
And I can say I’m halfway there, with the wrinkles on my face, with the judgements that I’ve made before my first drink, yeah, my first drink, oh my first drink
The subtle irony behind my own sobriety
Sitting on my ass, I don’t remember I where I am at
Sitting on my ass, I don’t remember if my friends left
The subtle irony behind my own sobriety
|
||||
2. |
Canceled Plans
03:02
|
|
||
You said that you couldn’t make it tonight, but that’s alright, because I’m feeling a little burnt out myself
Pacing back and forth, unsure of what to do, just glad I’m free to choose between the dining or the living room
What’s new? Oh, absolutely nothing, just slamming my skull against this apartment to check for lead lined walls, I think I found something
I want to be alone, with you
I want to be alone, with my friends too
Make yourself small
To fit into the room
The hangings on the walls
Are conversation cues
So interesting, yeah I bought it at a local thing, good for you
Can I get the check, can I leave, can I crawl back in bed
And I don’t try to be rude, or try to be impatient
But the one outgoing mark of mine is fading
I’m alone, or at least I was, 'til I met you
|
||||
3. |
|
|||
It’s easy to say that we’re selling ourselves short with a broken lamp and canceled plans to be honest I’m just tired, of being mad at the smallest things, I’m really just mad at me
Pull back the curtain let the sun in, this is now the room that dad lied in, taking shifts checking breathing. A place for us to finally say goodbye
It’s easy to say that we’re selling ourselves short, with splitting things, and sharing scenes, our favorite memories, to be honest I’m just tired wondering if he’d be proud
Pull back the curtain let the sun in, this is now the room that dad lied in
Now I have your record player, but getting it fixed feels wrong
I wish you could visit my new home, and say, “nice garage” and “nice backyard”
A place for us to finally say goodbye
I think it’s time for me to start to try
|
||||
4. |
Landlord Blues
02:45
|
|
||
Where do you get off, ripping people off?
Out of house and home, whatever’s on your lot
You should run, never sign, never want to look back at the time, you almost moved to hell in a freshly painted room
Peeling back the layers of this place
Realizing it's second hidden face
Peeling back the layers of this place
Revealing that it’s another fucking fake
You don’t move, I'm backing away from you
You don’t move I’m backing out of this room
I’m backing away from you
Where do you get off, ripping people off?
Out of house and home, whatever’s on your lot? You should run. Never sign, never want to look back at the time.
|
||||
5. |
Lessons Learned
03:49
|
|
||
This space has been nice, but it’s time to move on, for newer walls and finally starting a home, with you
Amazing what a couple of years can repair inside
Now it’s time to go outside, the changing of the seasons is real, I think I’m starting to feel, again, I’m shedding older skin, and the leaves on Lincoln are returning a familiar feeling
This place has been nice, but I’m packing it up, for newer walls and finally starting a home, with you
Amazing what a couple of years can repair inside
Learning all these lessons again, figured out what we figured out when we were younger
Teaching an old dog some new tricks, something I didn’t expect
Learning all these lessons again, worked on what’s working out and planned out my second round, changing my views for the better
The changing of the seasons is real, I think I’m starting to feel
I’m shedding older skin, it’s time to go outside again
Learning all these lessons again, figured out what we figured out when we were younger
Teaching an old dog some new tricks, something I didn’t expect
Learning all these lessons again, worked on what’s working out and planned out my second round, changing my views for the better
|
||||
6. |
Routine Fuss (The Song)
01:34
|
|
||
Staring out the window waiting for a thing I didn’t need, 2020 hoarding of some pointless things I feel
Will help me balance out, will help me figure out my memory that’s trying to become obsolete, chalk it up to the year, chalk it up to the year
I know Dani is always right, when she says “take a breath, take a step back” you’re all worked up into a fuss, hey I like that word I think I’ll use it
I think I’ll use it
|
||||
7. |
Rewind
03:32
|
|
||
Rewind the one time where I said I knew what I was doing
Three times I changed my mind, it took my five years to gain directio
Now I have no idea what I’m doing, three years is always better than some big plans
Things that you thought you would finish are gone
Now I’m stuck inside picking up pieces of my own crime
Reclaim some pride I’ll shy away in a few days
Now I have no idea what I’m doing, three years is always better than some big plans
Things that you thought you would finish are gone
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Routine Fuss, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp