Lyrics:

She was a dancer til the cancer took her lung
She spent her last years watching people spend their young
Days doing nothing
Doing nothing

She lived alone in an apartment by the bay
She spent her moments in catharsis, Yesterday
Was so much better
Her cheeks were redder

She threw herself down the stairs
And no one even cared
Or batted an eye
She just wanted to die

-On her own terms
All her concerns
Were gone when she was told she'd never twirl again
Life's not a friend
life's not a friend

All her concerns were gone
When she was told that she's been wronged
She'd never twirl again...
Life's not a friend (7x)

Life's Not A Friend

Hold On

(Verse 1)

I wanna feel loved...
I want to watch my neices and my nephews grow up
I want to lend them strength to face a world that just seems to corrupt

Still there's a caveat in everything I say
And like the robins hide in winter my resolve it seems to fade
But never leaves

It lies dormant in the trees
until a shot, rings, out-
-I'm always too-- late--


(chorus)

I thought I would have figured it out by now
But all the maps they seem to turn and spin
I'm in pursuit of a mirage of an oasis
Some sort of peace that I can't find--


(V2)

Within the video games
Or the drugs I waste my time with
I tried to find a reward system even I could fall in line with

Still there's a desperation in the way I speak
It's like I'm drowning in the ocean searching for a set of shoulders that can please
Support my weight

It's not that I feel any hate
I just don't want to breathe in water 
though I've always liked the taste


(Bridge)

And I'm afraid...
That I'll never be enough
I got told that I was special like we all did
And I know that was a bluff

Yeah, nothing's predetermined
We're just a cloud of dust
You have to work your ass off
To become the things you love--


(chorus)

I thought I would have figured it out by now
But all the maps they seem to turn and spin
I'm in pursuit of a mirage of an oasis
Some sort of peace that I can't find--

Within--

Within 1 Comp Vox

I should have seen it coming                         (capo 1)
Some things are just too good to be true
It all amounts to nothing
Right feet, wrong shoes wrong attitude

Have I been walking in wet cement?
Cuz my path's so clear behind me
But the runway's running out and unattended
So unattended
It's unattended
And it's unlit


I suppose that's just how it goes
When you leave everybody that you know
to their own woes as something to grow from


The self righteousness is biting this
is tightening it's grip
Do you really feel you've earned them
Only to throw it away

x2

Unattended

I tend to play softer, lyrical guitar music rooted heavily in folk, emo, punk, and indie while not being really distinctly defined by any one of them. If I don't personally know you and you're reading this, I've done leagues more than I could have hoped. Thanks for the support, both personal and from afar. Without people listening I'd have given up a long time ago.

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