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Slow Motion Every Day
03:04
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push me down, suffocate me in your sympathy
force me out, you can’t find me in your imagery
now I can’t think straight, drowning deeper in my head
gasping for air with this weight, sinking towards the bottom til i’m dead
i built a wall around myself to stay in hiding from the world
and i’ll ignore the calls for help cause it feels like slow motion every day
melt me down in your plastic sunlight portrait view
throw me out with the box of things you never used
I spin in circles, now i’ve lost control of everything
it seems to me the damage has been done, please cut off all my strings
i built a wall around myself to stay in hiding from the world
and i’ll ignore the calls for help cause it feels like slow motion every day
feels like slow motion
feels like slow motion
feels like slow motion
feels like slow motion
(i built a wall around myself
to stay in hiding from the world
and i’ll ignore the calls for help
cause it feels)
feels like slow motion
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Chasing Shadows
03:01
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i’m a mess, mess, mess, always stuck in my head
let it end, roll the credits to my tragedy
anxious energy tearing up my brain into shreds
go to bed, rinse repeat and start it over again
spinning out like a merry go round
and every day i just fall deeper down
i lost the light above, seconds from giving up
aimlessly i fall until my feet hit the ground
well i’ve been busy chasing shadows
and cutting ties so that my thoughts leave me alone
when yesterday feels like tomorrow
i guess i’ll lay in bed and stay lost in my head
well i’ve been busy chasing shadows
and cutting ties so that my thoughts leave me alone
when yesterday feels like tomorrow
i guess i’ll lay in bed and stay lost in my head
still a mess, mess, mess, as the darkness descends
let it end, feel the tightness in my chest again
always feeling like i’m needing to just repeat myself
never heard, hit the dirt and watch the cycle cement
a thousand thorns getting stuck in my side
i’m feeling sick from chewing on your lies
is all this permanent, or should i get a grip
hard to tell the difference with no ending in sight
well i’ve been busy chasing shadows
and cutting ties so that my thoughts leave me alone
when yesterday feels like tomorrow
i guess i’ll lay in bed and stay lost in my head
well i’ve been busy chasing shadows
and cutting ties so that my thoughts leave me alone
when yesterday feels like tomorrow
i guess i’ll lay in bed and stay lost in my head
well i’ve been busy chasing shadows
following the fragments of your ghost
well i’ve been busy chasing shadows
following the fragments of your ghost
well i’ve been busy chasing shadows
and cutting ties so that my thoughts leave me alone
when yesterday feels like tomorrow
i guess i’ll lay in bed and stay lost in my head
well i’ve been busy chasing shadows
and cutting ties so that my thoughts leave me alone
when yesterday feels like tomorrow
i guess i’ll lay in bed and stay lost in my head
i’m a mess, mess, mess, always stuck in my head
let it end, roll the credits to my tragedy
still a mess, mess, mess, as the darkness descends
let it end, let it end, let it end
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Black Mold
03:11
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paint you a picture but get trapped in the frame
thrown in the mixture but get stuck with the blame
spin til it’s all blurred, sugar coated with your shame
fed by your whispers, only a pawn in your game
so i come to terms with your impossible words
so i feel your burn; i’ll throw it back, we’re taking turns
holding the doors closed, leave it behind center stage
numb from your own cold, stare off into outer space
linger like black mold, shutter when hearing your name
waiting till I fold, only a pawn in your game
so i come to terms with your impossible words
so i feel your burn; i’ll throw it back, we’re taking turns
so i come to terms with your impossible words
so i feel your burn; i’ll throw it back, we’re taking turns
feed me to your worms; i’ll hold my ground, i’m unconcerned
so i feel your burn; i’ll throw it back, we’re taking turns
i am just your pawn and we’re just taking turns
i am just your pawn and we’re just taking turns
i am just your pawn and we’re just taking turns
i am just your pawn and we’re just taking turns
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Kaleidoscope
03:24
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push me away, i never wanted to stay in your kaleidoscope
seeing the grey, watching my colors fade in cycles till i choke
and i found the difference between purpose and pain
when i saw the distance that you and i maintain
are you feeling numb or just indifferent?
you look right through me with your empty eyes and two clenched fists
is this hard for you or has this come routine?
your cold shoulder lies and I have seen enough of this
tell me the truth: are you amused or has this gone too far for you?
stuck in your glue, watching the words you chew in tunnel vision gloom
and i found the difference between anger and insane
when you burned the bridges that you and i maintained
are you feeling numb or just indifferent?
you look right through me with your empty eyes and two clenched fists
is this hard for you or has this come routine?
your cold shoulder lies and I have seen enough of this
throw me out, hold me down
chew me out, i have seen enough of this
(and i found the difference between purpose and pain
when i saw the distance that you and i maintain)
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Another Puppet
03:52
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strung out on sickness you’ve spun in my mind
held onto hope made to break by design
drove through your desert to end your mirage
but you left the scene once you got your applause
burn me bright white and drown me in gold
while you’re still stuck in the summer, i’ve been freezing in the cold
you swapped me out for another puppet you can control
while you’re still stuck in the summer, i’ve broken from your stranglehold
you swapped me out for another puppet you can control
harbor your hate, let it ache like a bruise
suffer your shame from the actions you choose
go make your mark on the side of the page
smudge it and stain just to purge all the pain
burn me bright white and drown me in gold
shut your mouth tight and do what you’re told
while you’re still stuck in the summer, i’ve been freezing in the cold
you swapped me out for another puppet you can control
while you’re still stuck in the summer, i’ve broken from your stranglehold
you swapped me out for another puppet you can control
pull my strings and tie them into a knot
throw your stones back, i wanna see your best shot
pull my strings and tie them into a knot
you’re full of hot air, try to do more than talk
but you’re still stuck in the summer
while you’re still stuck in the summer, i’ve been freezing in the cold
you swapped me out for another puppet you can control
while you’re still stuck in the summer, i’ve broken from your stranglehold
you swapped me out for another puppet you can control
strung out on sickness you’ve spun in my mind
held onto hope made to break by design
drove through your desert to end your mirage
but you left the scene once you got your applause
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Vertigo
04:22
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i’ve been drowning in your deep end with your weight tied to my feet
close our eyes and playing pretend, as we’re wrapped between the sheets
try to slip between your fingers and get stuck in the concrete
but when you’re as warm as winter, all i want is summer heat
so what am I supposed to do? try and run away from all your pain?
or fall into your ocean blue, just to start this cycle again?
holding on to something more, you drag your heels across the floor
chalk it up to bitterness, but will it make a difference?
let me know if i should go
feeling slow in your vertigo
the tidal waves are pulling us apart and i can barely see the shore
finding fragments of our broken hearts wedged in the gap under your door
so how do i feel comfortable when your warmth has turned to stone?
and i can’t even stoke your coals; become a stranger in my home
so what am I supposed to do? try and run away from all your pain?
or fall into your ocean blue, just to start this cycle again?
holding on to something more, you drag your heels across the floor
chalk it up to bitterness, but will it make a difference?
let me know if i should go
feeling slow in your vertigo
let me know if i should go
feeling slow in your vertigo
let me know if i should go
feeling slow in your vertigo
let me know if i should go
feeling slow in your vertigo
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Four Dollar Piece Rockaway, New Jersey
Taking their name from an uncirculated American gold coin from 1879, Four Dollar Piece (Paul MacMichael and Peter Koza) combine elements of alternative and garage rock with distorted drum machines and synthesizers. The duo's mantra of "big riff energy" permeates through its poignant but heavy rock songs. ... more
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