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lyrics

TINT MY EYES SO EVERYTHING LOOKS GREY.
I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE ANOTHER SUNNY DAY.
I WANT TO LIVE ON THE SPACES IN BETWEEN.
BLEND THE BLACKS & WHITES TOGETHER, LET ME FLOAT ABOVE THE TREES.
WATCH ME FALL LIKE DEAD LEAVES. THE WIND TAKES ME AWAY.
NO CONTROL OVER MY DESTINY. JUST GUIDED BY FATE.
IVE BEEN A DEER IN THESE HEADLIGHTS MORE TIMES THAN I CAN COUNT.
SO DON'T TRY TO TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK MY LIFE IS ALL ABOUT.

I DIDN’T THINK HAVING A VOICE WOULD GET ME SENT TO THE GALLOWS
SO JUST PAINT THE WORLD BLACK AND LET ME DROWN IN THE SHADOWS.
TAKE A NEEDLE FULL OF A CLOROX, PUMP IT RIGHT IN MY VEINS
SO I CAN BLEACH OUT MY MEMORIES AND DIE A CLEAN SLATE.
I'VE GIVEN UP BEING A MAN YOU’D WANNA BRING HOME TO YOUR MOTHER.
A MAN WHO LAYS HIS TRUST IN THE ARMS OF ANOTHER.
WE FUCKED UP THE AIR. WE FUCKED UP THE WATER.
WE FUCKED UP OUR FUTURE. WE FUCKED UP EACH OTHER.

AM I STRONG ENOUGH TO CARRY ALL THIS BULLSHIT THAT I'VE DONE?
BEYOND HEAVY. THESE BURDENS WEIGH A TON.
EVERYBODY'S CHASING RAINBOWS BUT I DON'T NEED A POT OF GOLD.
UNLESS IT HOLDS ENOUGH WORTH TO SOMEHOW BUY A NEW SOUL.
I WISH THINGS WERE DIFFERENT. DOOMED TO NEVER CHANGE.
GOT USED TO EVERY HOPE I HAVE JUST CRUMBLING AWAY.
IF YOU BUILD IT THEN THEY SAY THAT THEY'LL COME.
TOO BAD THE DREAM THAT I'M BUILDING ONLY HAS ENOUGH ROOM FOR ONE.

I’VE FALLEN OFF LIFE’S CLICK TRACK. CANT SEEM TO FOLLOW THE RHYTHM
BECAUSE I'M HAVING TROUBLE JUST HEARING THE PLAYBACK.
TOO YOUNG. TOO POOR.
TOO OLD. TOO SORE.

I HAVE NEVER BEEN MUCH OF A LOVER.
MAYBE BECAUSE I NEVER CARED MUCH FOR MY MOTHER.
I HAVEN’T BEEN KIND TO MANY DAUGHTERS.
MAYBE BECAUSE I NEVER LEARNED IT FROM MY FATHER.
I’VE NEVER KNOWN HOW TO SHOW EMOTION.
RIPPED THE HEART FROM MY CHEST AND THREW IT INTO THE OCEAN.
SO MANY HAVE TRIED SO HARD TO GO AND FIND IT
BUT THE SHARKS IN THESE WATERS HAVE A MIGHTY VICIOUS DIET.

I WRAP MY ARMS AROUND NOTHING ANYMORE.
AND THESE SMILES I HAVE TO FAKE HAVE BECOME SUCH A CHORE.
REPLACED MY LOVE WITH A BOTTLE FULL OF RUM.
DRANK AWAY ALL OF MY PRIDE AND DROWNED THE FIRE FROM MY SUN
BUT I DON'T MIND BECAUSE I'VE ALWAYS LIKED THE LIGHTS LOW.
DARK ENOUGH TO GET AROUND WHILE DANCING THROUGH THE SHADOWS.
THE SAD STORIES THAT WE ALL LOVE TO SING.
THE HEARTBREAKS AND THE EMPTINESS IN BETWEEN.

I’VE FALLEN OFF LIFE’S CLICK TRACK. CANT SEEM TO FOLLOW THE RHYTHM
BECAUSE I'M HAVING TROUBLE JUST HEARING THE PLAYBACK.
STARING OUT THE WINDOW, FOCUSED ON THE SKYLINE.
DREAMING OF MY FUTURE, FOCUSED ON THE TIMELINE.

I'M SO TIRED OF BEING TIRED. JUST PUT ME TO SLEEP.
DON’T LET ME WAKE UP. JUST LET ME DREAM.
OF THE WIFE AND THE KIDS AND THE HOUSE BY THE SEA.
DON’T LET ME WAKE UP. JUST LET ME DREAM.
BECAUSE THIS HOUSE IS NO HOME. NOBODY BUT ME.
NO RING ON MY FINGER. NO FAMILY TREE.
CUT ME WIDE OPEN. THERES NOTHING TO SEE.
DON’T CALL AN AMBULANCE. JUST LET ME BLEED.
I’VE FALLEN OFF LIFE’S CLICK TRACK. CANT SEEM TO FOLLOW THE RHYTHM
BECAUSE I'M HAVING TROUBLE JUST HEARING THE PLAYBACK.
TOO YOUNG. TOO POOR. TOO OLD. TOO SORE.

TONIGHT I WATCHED THE SUN SET FOR THE VERY LAST TIME
WITH A DOUBLE BARREL GLUED RIGHT IN BETWEEN MY DAMN EYES.
TOO TIRED TO CARE AND GOING NOWHERE.
PULLED THE TRIGGER BACK TIGHT AND DECORATED THE AIR.
I WATCHED MYSELF DIE TODAY.
NO FINAL WORDS. THERE WAS NOTHING LEFT TO SAY.
WE FUCKED UP THE AIR. WE FUCKED UP THE WATER.
WE FUCKED UP OUR FUTURE. WE FUCKED UP EACH OTHER.

credits

from Self Portraits & Self Destruction, released October 23, 2012
Vocals & Lyrics: Sikes
Programming/Samples: Brian Howe
Live Drums: Joey Solak
Guitars: Josh Escoto

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