Dead weight on my back, I'm finding ways to make it last. 'Cause dead weight’s all I had. Redefine, realign our ties, an honest attempt to preserve what I'd describe as the best part of my life. And I hope you know that I don't mind if we take a little time to find a way to free our lives from this bind. And I'm sure we've tried before, but if we try it just once more I think we'll find the way we can restore, if we try, to how it was before.
Heavy and dry eyes, regret the choice I made again. Swear it's the last time I make the same mistake. But tonight I need more time to have a chance to capture this spark before it burns out. Another morning's coming and I'm running on reserves. You think I would have listened to myself, you think I would have learned. That this is something I'll regret. Keep lying to myself and say tomorrow's going to be when I catch up with everything, with sanity. I traced the symptoms back to the problem, but still can't seem to wake up and solve them now.
I’m tired of looking up to see that who and where I thought I’d be is still out of reach. Until I accept that I’m part of the problem, how can I expect anymore than feeling like all of these doors are locked with no key, and everyone else is to blame? Some days it’s more than I can take, the weight of everything that I can’t change. Say I’ll change a thousand times; a thousand lies I’ve made to myself. There’s nothing and no one here that’s left to blame. Some days it’s more than I can take, the weight of everything that I can’t change. I'm crossing out another day.
I’m letting you know that I can’t let go of all the things that keep me from you and everyone. No place, no time that’s good enough. I’m gone. I’m on the run. But there’s a price that was paid with every step I took away from you yet again. But I can’t go back to try and make amends. The memories that I have are washing over me, but they can’t bring you back. The apologies and all the desperate pleas won’t mean one thing if you’re not with me. A lesson learned too late, and as the memories wane I’ll be forever lost in shades of grey as the colors of your face, they start to fade.
Make sense of every mess, I cannot seem to. Slowing me down with every step I take. Keep digging this deeper until the spade breaks, then see if I get out. Can’t take this anymore, what am I waiting for. I’m trying. Still trying. To take back self control, and get out of this hole. I’m trying. Keep trying.
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credits
released December 24, 2013
Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Tim at Noiseless Studios
Drums Engineered and recorded by Jeremy Jeschke at 7th Floor Recording
Artwork and Layout by Jim Donovan and Luke Haas
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