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Intro
00:53
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Assumptions
01:28
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Tell yourself you know
Is that what you think I'd do?
When I get the power
When I get your point of view
That's not how this works
That's not how I've seen things through
If it's really about me then I'll make sure of it
Could've saved some face
Could've had my time to think
If I'm getting erased
Might as well have a time of it
If I think too far ahead
My senses may succumb
My minds been set
From the start and you should've known
Watch this
I've taken steps should I be moving along faster
Do I hold off to keep from moving on
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Snake Eyes
01:53
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Slither through
Can't see who
I could've held myself but I chose to see
I'm not used to the bite I have
But it's slowly grown on me
Went from wrapping myself around you
To biting just so you would leave
Is this a way to remember
Will it be how I forget
I could've held myself but I chose to see
Through the eyes of a snake
Why would I have to run
Is there a cost
There's no time to pray now
That I've decided all is said and done
A lot has changed my views
My eyes may have a condition
I couldn't help myself so I chose to see
Through the eyes of a snake
Is this how you want my attention
If I've spoken, I expect a response
You only talk about retention
Yet give me all the tools to move on
Do you want it
Then make a statement with every part of you
Do you want it
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Junkyard Dog
01:53
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I'll never get what I want
Try to hide, stay in the front
I'll never get what I want
Find cover in junk
Take down my note
If it's passed along shouldn't I be the first to know
A hypocrite can never have what they want
The way a liar can speak what's true to my soul
Even then it's not enough
I had my demands first
If an emotion could change with ease
Why don't it happen enough
I had my demands first
It's what I can't stand
But it's what I'm supposed to do
Bite my tongue
Does it feel much better
Bite my tongue
It never feels much betters
Take my note
Shove it down your fucking throat
This is all I've ever known
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Penance
01:23
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Smoke when it's too hot
Drink when it don't taste good
Nauseous
Cautious
To keep going, it don't mean a thing
Fuck when I'm still soft
Hardened as I melt
I'll calcify until you tell
Until you give me back the fucking choice
Naked
Take this
Used me
While you faked it
In luck when I feel lost
Broken when I'm safe
Feel the burn of your frost
It's not enough to ever make me cave
Stolen in return
Give back what you take
Never thought the cold could burn
No amount of warmth could ever soothe this pain
Forged it
Horse shit
Burning
As you hoard it
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Bank of America
01:30
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Show me the cost
How much have I made
Am I in debt
How much have I paid
I'm not a bank
Can't keep giving
Like a rabbit
Waiting to be fed
Cabbage
The rotten fruits that you fed me
Don't taste the same as when you let me be
The way a joint don't stay lit
Focused on this pit
Lost in my lifestyle
Too stuck to quit
Running out of shits to give
Show me the cost
How much have I made
Am I in debt
How much have I paid
Waiting to be fed the rotten cabbage of your head
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Trace Amount Richmond, Virginia
richmond hardcore punk
vox - omid
guitar - ben
bass - paris
drums - patrick
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