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The Killing
04:20
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It’s getting harder to keep the body moving again
If I get to my feet I can hardly step
When is this pain I am feeling ever going to leave my head
Five hundred days of agony and it hasn’t stopped yet
Something’s got to give, this can’t be the end
And can’t be the beginning
No way left to live, living in pretend
And completely unwilling
The lamb for the killing
A glimpse at life in technical ecstasy
And what i find is taking the best of me
Something’s got to give, this can’t be the end
And can’t be the beginning
No way left to live, living in pretend
And completely unwilling
The lamb for the killing
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It’s a shame to end it this way
Without the words to say
The things we mean and may
Brace - things surely will shake
We’ve made a mistake
The breaking of waves will only come to erase
Well kept space I made for our waste
The bait you left me in haste
A simple exchange without my debate
I even gave you my grace so’s to say
But your honey is a taste that would
Tell me a lie with a blushed bald face
Aid I delayed left me in the break
Waiting there unsaved
Pulling me under, I had to wonder
I had to ascertain if things would be the same
If I’d get out unscathed
It’s a shame to end it this way
Without the words to say
The things we mean and may
I’m going under
Aid I delayed left me in the break
Waiting there unsaved
Pulling me under, I had to wonder
I had to ascertain if things would be the same
If I’d get out unscathed
It’s a shame to end it this way
Without the words to say
The things we mean and may
Yea another sucker for just the summer
When I was young and green
And you a mere nineteen
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Undertow
04:08
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I’m caught in the undertow of you
And I’m trying to let shit go
And make it through
Goes to show i never quite got over you
Even though I never even wanted to
And I’m trying to let you go
And here’s the proof
So hard just to let you know the truth
I went and left and made my big move
Even though you said you would’ve followed too
But I’m caught in the undertow of you
And I’m trying to let shit go
And make it through
Goes to show i never quite got over you
Even though I never even wanted to
‘Cause I’m caught in the undertow of you
And I’m trying to let it go
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Vacancy
04:44
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Beginning to feel the pull of the reel
Another bruise in my arm, the sting of cold steel
And if it ever clears, I surely still will have these fears
But I have hope I’m beginning to heal
(Take from me)
Sincerely, take it from me I’m on my knee
(On my knees)
Screaming oh my god please, I need a reprieve
(Oh god please)
Not some kind of band-aid, or temporary, to stop all the bleed
(Stop the bleed)
And soon my fears begin to feed
Pack and fill this vacant space I made
Feels as if I only cry in vain
Two sheets to the wind - my memory is the same
Cutting the skin like the edge of the blade
A drink forget - the scars remain
Healing in time - remnants raised
(Take from me)
Sincerely, take it from me I’m on my knee
(On my knees)
Screaming oh my god please, I need a reprieve
(Oh god please)
Not some kind of band-aid, or temporary, to stop all the bleed
(Stop the bleed)
And soon my fears begin to feed
Pack and fill this vacant space I made
Feels as if I only cry in vain
Back and forth I pack this weight I’ve gained
Reeling for the feeling sane again
Two sheets to the wind, my memory is the same
Cutting the skin like the edge of the blade
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John St. Just Portland, Oregon
John St. Just is a musician & producer from Portland, OR
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