1. |
Back and There Again
01:44
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I guess our day has come today
Let's get it moving along
There hasn't been a chance in a while
Without a chance to get it wrong
I want to stay. Please, just one more day
But that's not how it goes, so we'll be on our way
I want to stay. Please, just one more day
There's still a bigger role that we've been wanting to play
It's just like slaying a dragon
You find the spot's that weak
You find your sharpest point
And drive it ruthlessly
There and back again
For guts or glory
But don't think my name matters
As much as the story
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2. |
Flakes Away
02:52
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It's triple digits outside
And I'm sweating it out
All the regrets that I can't get
To leave my mouth
Can someone say what the sun's
Supposed to be all about
Removing liquid from my head
And then refilling it with doubt
But I was on the way out
I was on the way out
Oh I long for the shade
I could never survive
In this heat I'm afraid
Oh God, please just one moment
Of reprieve from smarting pain
Cause my skin is peeling back
As death flakes away
With one last cigarette burning out
I find the strength inside myself
To go outside and face the heat
In crippling defeat
I was sweating it out
I was sweating it out
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3. |
Rounds
02:18
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I'm so spent so tired of
Lost my faith in lectures on
Getting old
Over overconfidence
Pissed away like money spent
I blew it all
This cracked skull syndrome
Has become my alarm
Paralyzed yet restless
So I know it won't be long
Till every inch feels like
A mile too far
And when I see spinning stars
I hope I don't wake up beneath the bars
From on top of the world
There's no coming down
(Another round)
Even when spirits break
There's a crashing sound
(Another round)
Slurring my words
Like I'm blacking out
(Another Round)
Baptizing sorrows
Till we fall to the ground
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4. |
P.S.C.G.
02:07
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I was looking for a place to be
I found a little place to hide out
In the middle of the city
And it's not too far from where I live
And it's not too far from where I conduct business
A little place no matter how shorted lived
Could be a sanctuary
At least for this year
Smoke signal's burning
It's calling me out
And my heart is yearning
To tear down this town
Break this foundation
Send dust to the sky
And in my elation
I let out a cry
I can't wait to die
These words are stuck in my mouth
I fill my lungs with dust so I can cough them out
My eyes might be black
My nose my be broke
But I've got to say
What you need to know
And though it might hurt
With my fist toward the sky
I proudly procliam
That I'll brawl till I die
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5. |
Here It Comes
02:24
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I've been learning how to breathe
An out of practice memory
Or a fading dream
A muffled scream
Wake me up
These hopes are failing faster
Than I could ever see
Is this a memory
Or a part of me?
We are stuck in a genre years gone
I've been screaming
But no one's listening
Am I in the wrong
to even write this song at all?
I'm wondering if I should have
Spoke my mind at all
These insecurities
Are a part of me
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My northern exposure is draining my southern comfort
And I'm trying hard to smile
But dishonesty honestly
Hasn't been in style
Unwise to create, but the feeling
Is complicated
And I'm just a wrecking ball
I never cared enough to think
About it at all
So what did you think was going to happen?
What did you think that was going to prove?
So long, and thank you for trying
I wish I could say that this was worth dying for
I could have sworn fire burned more
I don't know, maybe I've just lost my nerves
This overwhelming sensation
Is hard to put in words
Hours past since we passed the test
And I have come to the conclusion
This is how it was always going to end
Because I found my place
My place in line
Tears fell from my face
And turned into wine
My feet became a shrine
To every day we spent
With armor on
Preparing for
The coming storm
We could never have seen this
But I'm glad I can see it now
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7. |
Someone Civilized
03:10
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When I see a new face
Nostalgia hits my chest
Cause I know what they bring
Will only be second best at best
It's impossible to connect
In a way that takes me back
To that little speck
Of a house
On a street
In a city I used to live,
but I digress
As I mull over the countless days
Since I left
Suddenly I am older
I felt bolder in the light
Yet my bones are shivering
On a summer night
I have not seen someone civilized
In such a long time
And I'm not looking forward
To crossing that line
But the city is different
I swear it's not my eyes
But the people we all know and love will
Never know our separate lives
I'm not the one who changed
I swear to God
I'm not the one who changed
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Porchlord Bowling Green, Kentucky
We're a kind of pop punk band from Bowling Green, KY.
Aaron - Vocals/Guitar
Dalton - Guitar
Evan - Bass
Tim - Drums
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