EP313

I've been working nights and longer shifts
Just to get you out of this
There's no foreseen end to draw a clue
So what else should I do?

Do
What should I do?
Oh, what should I do?

Pack a bowl and head to fishing bridge
Just to get me out my skin
Fill me up to watch me tumble down
It's so much fun to get around

Do
What should I do?
Oh, what should I do?

Fishing Bridge

My mind isn't full but I can make it
You're trying so damn hard not to fake it
I can't focus on your eyes no more
And giving in is too much a chore

Too far into the haze
To really care these days
Surprised you've stuck around
I love the way you sound
When you're calling out the names of all my friends

Oh, I quit trying years ago
I found it feels so right

I quit trying years ago
It feels so...

I Quit Trying Years Ago

Back to gray again
Not sure how to stay
Near the red or blue
The way I felt when I was you

But I know
Time will tell
It's all gonna be okay again 

When I was you
I swore to myself that you were gold
But now I fade behind the shelf
That you never saw coming again

So tell me how to feel
About all the things you put in my head
And tell me how to act
To ensure I'll still be your friend

XO SOS
I've lost sight before
Six bars until you cry
Do your best or try

Six years down the drain
But I still remain
So tell her I said Hi
Support's against the sky

Back to Gray

Stuck and so fucked
Stuck in the road
You won't know where to go from here

He's passing out drinks
What will you think?
You won't know to go back home

Verse after verse
Bland and coerced
Comfort is a shaky grave

Love is distrust
Misnamed it much?
Something shallow or displaced

Curse the ground that you walk on
Curse the kids who won't say your name
Because you left the town you once called your home

Blacken my lungs
The tip of your tongue
Is a taste I won't forget

A party so dumb
I called it no fun
And I got to bed by one

Curse the ground that you walk on
Curse the kids who won't say your name
Because you left the town you once called your home

Love Is Distrust

Take the wheel, my love
I can't see straight
But I wish to inhabit all the atmosphere you give me

Steal the show again
Did you learn last time?
That the world, in fact, revolves around you

Games always start
I couldn't pass go
Bet you wanted your way out of this, I know
Flash it goes
But I'm not around
Oh no, I know you got you got your way from this

I fucked it up again
I can't learn this time
But to pass my days
I'll pretend I'm you
(I'll pretend I'm you)

Silent Night in your empty room
Alone, too still, and still too soon 
To break up and make up the ways that we take off
To sell our souls

If I was cursed, would you joke about it
Like it's not so much a big deal as narcissism?
I can't write, I can't speak
I need you to hand me everything
Because I'm strung out on the love that I've made up
That I've made up
That I've made up

When I'm broke
Is it you that'll give me shelter?
When I'm stoned
Will you slap me out of it
With force?
Well, I know you can't seem to care less
When I'm gone
Would you look the other way
And pretend it's not so bad.

Silent Night in Your Empty Room

Three-man indie-alternative group formed at Guilford College in Greensboro, North Carolina.
Sam Bernhardt of Westwood, New Jersey, banded up with Charlie New of Winston Salem, North Carolina, and Matthew Shaw of Okemos, Michigan to make vaporwave tracks that will make you have hot flashes ahead to your married days.
Set to drop some incredibly dope shit in 2015, the boys like spending their time at fishing bridge, Matt and Bob Ross' dorm room lair, and on stage in front of their friends who can handle such ironically fantastic tunes such as Dana, Africa, Gray, I Quit Trying Years Ago, and Dana.

We hope you can find it in yourselves to enjoy our music and share with your friends if you find it suitable for partner viewing.
Thank you all very much, we would cease to make music without your encouragement and the attention we less than deservingly receive. 

Silent Night in Your Empty Room

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