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Criminal Smooth
03:03
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Life is what they assigned. I've walked this yard a million times. Kicking rocks to ease my mind. Criminal? This "violent" criminal? These brick walls are gonna fall. We're waiting to break from these chains and saying we'll make it out some day. Keep digging; freedom's on the other side. And praying in hope for a better life. How could you let your heart just rot in your chest? Because a life worth livin' aint worth shit when you're dead. These brick walls are gonna fall. Watch me wave from outside the gates. They'll ask me, "how are things, man?". "Oh things are just great!". How could you let your heart just rot in your chest? Because a life worth livin' aint worth shit when you're dead.
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SCABS
03:58
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I guess I'll figure it out, why you're the reason that's got me burning up. But hey, I guess I'll figure it out and maybe stop this bleeding baby, and just pick the scabs away. Scratching all these wounds away. The feeling that I love to hate. Pick the scabs away. I never felt the same way before this. Then again I guess I never felt anything. These scabs are drying out and I'm only left with scars that I forget about until I see the marks. Why do I waste my time on a soul that shows no signs of life? So I pick the scabs away.
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The Springsteen Sting
02:27
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I woke up bleeding from my hands again. I guess I'm working in my sleep? The only thing that I remember was running out into the street after something I cant explain. I may be crazy but this city's to blame for this wasted life. No I'm not alright. All this work, built up just to break down. Now I'm down again. I'm burned again. I guess I am working in my sleep. It seems like it's the only thing that really matters these days. But what if I could slow down time? I'd save what we left behind because these hands feel empty. Now I'm walking backwards through these rooms to bring me closer to you. Dont forget when things dont fall in line, you cant spend half your life just dragging around. Dont forget when things dont fall in line, you cant spend all your life watching it all break down.
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Intro/Outro
01:25
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Am I too complacent? Or just tired? I've got to be in the right place, in the right state of mind. But I've got my heart in the right place.
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No, I'm Not
03:25
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Slightly stoned in room with too many eyes. I'm thinking I'm sinking. An empty glass and a bag of bad ideas. I'm drinking again. You're not who you are anymore. It's these things I cant control. Take it or leave it. I take it you're leaving me. This addiction will never die. These addictions are just about everything. You're not who you are anymore. It's these things I cant control but it's who I am.
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