Rthnwtr #2 8 - 25 - 21

Lyrics:
you just want a life that will be difficult 
to help you play the part
to help you fake the art 
and I don’t wayou just want a life that will be difficult 
to help you play the part
to help you fake the art 
and I don’t wanna make it sound like I am a saint
but you’d never know because I’d never say

i’m so wrought from love that I’ve taken on bitterness like rust
save me now or don’t
leave me hanging out, leave me hanging out, leave me hanging out
leave me hanging
on to the next 
and don’t get depressed
and don’t text your ex 
and hope for the best
fear is a test
the rest is a mess
and I am so blessed
yes I am so blessed
tell me why I need to dig myself out
it’s feeling better underground

can’t you tell me what a big shot I am?
can’t you tell me that you're proud?
will you make me feel like I was born for something
like I'm something more than doubt

oh...

broken glass sits on the kitchen floor 
of the house where your kids were born
so you make enough money to retire free
but your heart stops 
and we’re left to grieve 

i’m so wrought from love that I’ve taken on bitterness like rust
save me now or don’t
leave me hanging out, leave me hanging out, leave me hanging out, 
leave me hanging
on to the next 
and don’t get depressed
and don’t text your ex 
and hope for the best
fear is a test
the rest is a mess
and I am so blessed
yes I am so blessed

can’t you tell me what a big shot I am?
can’t you tell me that you're proud?
will you make me feel like I was born for something
like I'm something more than doubt

everybody’s wanting something difficult
to help them play the part
to help them fake the art 
and I don’t wanna make it sound like I am a saint
but you’d never know because I’d never say

tell me why I need to dig myself out
it's feeling better underground

oh...


like I'm something more than doubt
like I'm something more than doubt


can’t you tell me what a big shot I am?
can’t you tell me that you're proud?

Fake The Art

Doubt

Believe

LYRICS:
I saw your ghost and wished that I stood a chance 
But I got so tired of feeling
Second to the rest
But the best is a big request 

You were the talk of the summer
and as dramatic as it sounds
My voice was met with a stutter

Project an image of success and you’re on
But I get so tired of the act
The three rings gold that look like green on the back of my neck

I’m a second choice 
kept on the bench 
You’d think I’d leave 
With my self respect

You were the talk of the summer
and as pathetic as it sounds
My voice was met with a stutter

I’m a second choice 
kept on the bench 
You’d think I’d leave 
With my self respect
I told my friends you’d let me swim
They told me I’d still be adrift 

Ooh ohhh
Ooh ohhh

It was the talk of the summer
And as dramatic as it sounds
My words they started to stutter

I’m a second choice 
that's on the bench 
You’d think I’d leave 
With my self respect

And you’re back in the deep of the freezing water
Getting harder to sleep when the days are over
Take it from me I can be your martyr
When the sun never sleeps in the heat of summer

Talk Of The Summer

LYRICS:
You always look at me that way
But I don’t think I mind
You stare like there’s a cramp 
That’s stuck down in your side
Oh I need an hour or two
Come on tell me now what I gotta do
Rip my skin of this old sick leather
And I die and I die

I see the way you work so hard
To cut the throats and hide the scars
I see the way you work so hard

I am drifting away now
But I do feel fine
I’m just so scattered it seems
But do you have the time to tempt me baby?
Give me that rage
You’re a sick awkward liar motherfucker
And I die and I die

I see the way you work so hard
To cut the throats and hide the scars
I see the way you work so hard
To overlook the youth you robbed
I see the way you work so hard

I see the way you work so hard
To cut the throats and hide the scars
I see the way you work so hard
To overlook the youth you robbed
I see the way you work so hard
I see the way you work so hard

And I die 
And I die 
And I die 
And I die 
And I die 
And I die 
And I…

Work

LYRICS:
Our road is growing cold
I want a face, a hand to hold But your touch is not a home (not a home)
And I’m deceived, cause that’s what I’m told

I'm gonna need to stick out so
Next time you'll stick around
I never wanted to know you 

Let me speak, you're not alone (I’m stuck in silence)
and I've seen a way to grow (I’m feeling slighted)
love is free but it takes a toll (Takes a toll)
and I've learned I reap what I sew

I'm gonna need to stick out so
Next time you'll stick around
I never wanted to know you 

The feeling comes in waves
The feeling comes in waves 
Yeah

I wanted better days 
(that's how it started)
But she was blind to all my change 
(if I'm being honest)
I start to fear and run
In no control of this 
I'm just a simple fool
I'm being honest

I'm gonna need to stick out so
Next time you'll stick around
I never wanted to know you 

The feeling comes in waves
The feeling comes in waves 
The screaming comes in waves 
The feeling comes in waves 
Yeah

I'm gonna need to stick out so
Next time you'll stick around
I never wanted to know you 
The way that I do now

Tug Of War

LYRICS:

Write these wrongs
I’ll say it again
The pens gone dry
The bitter end
Did you really think I couldn’t read you?  

A pick me up 
I can’t afford
A stroll through the park
Cause my moneys poor 
Did you really think I could have swayed you?
did you really think I could have swayed you?

As I sit still 
Acting strong
I write these wrongs
You sing along
It’s a tribute

Pity fortune
Wells gone dry
Your stubborn slump
Afraid to fly
It’s a virtue

Lifes too short to play the game
You only live once  
As the saying states
Did you really think they’d notice you too?

I’m in the wrong place
Playing the mind games
And I’ve never felt so proud
I’m gonna save face
I’m gonna see you
Around 

As I sit still 
Acting strong
I write these wrongs
You sing along
It’s a tribute

Pity fortune
Wells gone dry
Your stubborn slump
Afraid to fly
It’s a virtue
It’s a virtue 

No use swimming when its pay to play
The gate keepers watching
You drown, your fate

Did you really think they would respect you?

As I sit still 
Acting strong
I write these wrongs
You sing along
It’s a tribute

Pity fortune
Wells gone dry
Your stubborn slump
Afraid to fly
It’s a virtue
It’s a virtue

Write These Wrongs

LYRICS:

I fell in love before I could learn
To love myself
My mental health is getting worse 
And she’s gone
I’m a victim of playing it safe
Too little too late
Afraid of the stakes

Waited up all night
I’d have waited five
To be rejected by a smile

Is it the wrinkles in my face I drank dry?
Or was I only a crutch
When you just wanted to touch
And you just wanted to stay the night
Yeah you just wanted to love
Yeah you just wanted the love from me tonight

I stopped respecting myself
To cater to your growth
Again we’re drunk as hell
Why can’t we take it slow 
Another pop song about
Someone you can’t make home
We need to stop this now
A self aware self note

I set my sights on Orion
It’s cuffing season
Winter months
A glass of wine to keep warm
Another word about how we don’t work 
Oh you’re so much work
A wonder


Is it the wrinkles in my face I drank dry
Or was I only a crutch
When you just wanted to touch
And you just wanted to stay the night
Yeah you just wanted to love
Yeah you just wanted the love from me tonight

I stopped respecting myself
To cater to your growth
Again we’re drunk as hell
Why can’t we take it slow 
Another pop song about
Someone you can make home
We need to stop this now
A self aware self note

Is it the wrinkles in my face I drank dry
Or was I only a crutch
When you just wanted to touch
And you just wanted to stay the night
Yeah you just wanted to love
Yeah you just wanted the love

Cuffing Season

"When he’s not busy bruising fans and other bands during his live performances, Nott’s generally cracking jokes between songs. Whether he’s making fun of the people with their arms crossed in the back of the room or claiming to have just written the guitar riff of AC/DC’s “Thunderstruck,” it’s a refreshing change of pace from many up-and-coming bands who take themselves entirely too seriously."
-OC Weekly

"Together the band succeed in blending samples and electronic elements whilst incorporating a variety of different influences, ranging from hip-hop to hard rock, and even some barbershop quartet, pushing themselves into a whole new territory."
-Huffington Post

"Dreamy harmonies sit comfortably alongside psychedelic, jangly guitars, as ’60s Laurel Canyon–esque folk rock meets ’90s shoegaze."
-LA Weekly

"The quartet channels an electronic alternative sound that falls somewhere between the Strokes and MGMT, often with dark meaningful lyrics backed by the types of beats and melodies that make the audience want to dance and sing every word."
-Myspace, artist of the day

 “Face to Face” evokes the same visceral sense of heartache that all the best indie rock breakup song do. In fact, given how sharp and focused the band’s music is, it won’t be long before they are talked about in the same breath as alt-rock stalwarts such as Japandroids and Dawes."
-AXS


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