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Morning
03:37
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Since you said it was all too much
I've been running circles in my head
Dreams like these are never sweet
I wake up from seeing you in my sleep
Woah
Deny accountability
Once the morning comes I won't think less
Of you and how you always prove
That I'm the one who is a mess
Woah
Trade this love for lust
Just say you'll stay anyway
To be honest I never seem to learn
I just sing my life away
I'm the one who never lets it die
Sew up my lips now, don't think twice
Bury this flame in fall
Peel me off like paint from a wall
Now when I just close my eyes
I'll replace your soft face by seeing red
Pour it all into confidence
Because swallowing emotion just makes sense
Woah
Trade this love for lust
Just say you'll stay anyway
To be honest I never seem to learn
I just sing my life away
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2. |
Lighthouse
03:38
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My hands hold the key to every little plan
All I am is him a prophet to the damned
Here I am, as deep as I was meant to be
Would you kindly bring me sweet serenity?
Oh, oh, oh, he's a domino
Simple pawn, simple man
Oh, oh, oh, run from this lighthouse
It shines all around, sun of doubt
Heaven knows I'm going insane
I'm a martyr, I'm a man
Tyrant it's all the same
There's too many doors
Too many haunted dreams
Thieves and saviors always looked the same to me
Oh, oh, oh, he's a domino
Simple pawn, simple man
Oh, oh, oh, run from this lighthouse
It shines all around, sun of doubt
Silent sins were always heaven sent
Cause choice never seemed to make much sense
Call me a nothing, chalk it up to fate
And relate
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3. |
I Won't Tell
02:48
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"Do you feel like you're dying?"
"Would you like to be alone?"
Were the careless retorts that tortured her at home
Such ignorant words and weak power of will
Mother pushing downfall pretending all is well
She said I ain't sleeping
These walls they close in tight almost every night
To myself I sing 'I won't tell, I won't tell
Seize this one opportunity when you just lie to me
Say "I won't tell"
Eyes are bleeding their light
My thoughts don't turn out right
All you know of her life is wrapped right around her wrist
Carefully exposed, you'll never question this
Deny her a thought, but judge on a whim
Pretty little shell, taking in too much sin
She said I ain't sleeping
These walls they close in tight almost every night
To myself I sing 'I won't tell, I won't tell
Seize this one opportunity when you just lie to me
Say "I won't tell"
Eyes are bleeding their light
My thoughts don't turn out right
Try to play the part of the hero
But the mask never fits
You've fucked it all again
The faces will change but the story will stay the same
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4. |
Scatterbrained
04:21
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Seems lately that my skin is made of dirt
Funny that the hands that held the world could lose their worth
Blame it on conscience, blame it on pills
We are generation cleanup, the last blood to be spilled
This blood from the heart on my sleeve
Will turn my smile red believe me
Ask me to carry them once more
Faceless, certain of being unsure
Please forgive me as I drown
In this cynic's bed
Kings and jesters are the same
When they're dead
They spent years digging shallow graves
Broadcasting diamonds on the airwaves
But if life is a river, aren't we all just stones
Chasing after the unattainable?
Who needs broken heroes in their head
Who needs flowers when they're dead
Too many footsteps walking out that creaky door
Too many voices passed out on the floor
Please forgive me as I drown
In this cynic's bed
Kings and jesters are the same
When they're dead
Sacraments of living just to breathe
I'm so scatterbrained, I need release
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5. |
Escapist
03:46
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Settle down, I know where God is now
Built us in his image, then had his doubts
Ran away, so now we try to do the same
Cause baby if love doesn’t make me whole
I’ll fall in love with these chemicals
Fuck this place, for making me think
A half will make me whole
18 years worth of goals stuck in my chest
Oh with you, I’ll end up an escapist
I have a tendency to lie
When I get hit by the wagon,
Always have the same old reaction
Dammit, I tried
To cauterize with lighters’ spark to stop a bleeding heart
Call it pitiful, call it free will
Call me fucked up, but I’m just flailing still
18 years worth of goals stuck in my chest
Oh with you, I’ll end up an escapist
(End up an escapist)
18 years worth of goals stuck in my chest
Oh with you, I’ll end up an escapist
18 years worth of goals stuck in my chest
Maybe I was born an escapist
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Emporia California
Emporia is:
Ben Barsocchini (guitar/vocals/bass)
Will Hettel (drums)
Connor Burke
(guitar)
Recording Engineers:
-Rico Macalma and Bethany Wycoff
-Aram Max Vehuni
Mixing and Mastering:
-Rico Macalma (A Town Called Charybdis/Scatterbrained)
-Aram Max Vehuni (Acoustic EP/Lighthouse EP)
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