there is a darkness inside of your brain
and i don't think it'll ever go away
at least not entirely
through all that you try to be
you crawl and you hide beneath
all those layers of mountainside
the soil has calcified
you’re constantly wondering
if the monster will get to you
while you're navigating through
the labyrinth of everything

but i still like you even when the days are long
and i still like you through the cloudiness of the thickest fog
and i still like you through the months and months you were convinced it's gone
and i still like you a lot

i still like you even when the days are long
and i still like you through the empty space of a distant god
and i still like you through the years and years i couldn't get a job
and i still like you a lot

there is a darkness inside of your brain
and i don't think it'll ever go away
at least not entirely
through all that i try to be
i can feel it inside of me
like a bandage i couldn't close
a festering hologram
i'm sorry for everything
and now the monster has bitten you
and i would do anything
for you to roll up your sleeve
because the monster has bitten you
and all i'm trying to do
is show you where it's bitten me
it's bitten me

the labyrinth of everything

i’ve dreamt of your face
its engrained in a 
part of my brain

ain’t you tired of this place?
we can drive away
if that would be okay

i’d make u feel safe
just for a little bit
until i’ve made u sick

i think its time to let you go
but babe i’ll let you know
i’ll let you know…

i see no point in living if i can't be beautiful

Written by Sebastian Sabatin and Nick Gonzalez
Drums by Noah Leechuy
Artwork by Austin O'Hara

Window Sill

Written and recorded Winter 2012 - Summer 2014 by Paul Kintzing. 

Paul Kintzing- words, instruments, singing 

Joined by:
Matthew Sigur - guitar, singing 
Max Wilson - cornet, singing 
Joe Ford - cornet 
Madeleine Hicks - singing

Mixed and mastered by Paul Kintzing.
Photograph of Paul by Paul's Mom.
Inner photograph by Paul Kintzing.
Design, Layout, and Type by Ryan McCardle.

© 2014 Furious Hooves
℗ 2014 German Error Message

German Error Message - What Do You Want

summer or spring

Mansion

Listen Everywhere at Linktr.ee/EmptyCanvs

(LYRICS)
What are the odds that my bones are just hollow, 
Filled up with mice and these pills that I swallow, 
Zoloft done worn off but I still taste it,  
I hope to God that I learn from my hatred, 
There are still toys left all over the pavement, 
Lost little child I know someone will save him, 
Something will, something will, 
Something will save him, 
Something will, something will, 
Something will save him, 

Lost little child I hope something will save him, 
Lost little child I hope something will save him,
Lost little child I hope something will save him,
Something will, something will, 
Lost little child I hope someone will save him, 
Lost little child I hope someone will save him, 
Lost little child I hope someone will save him, 
Someone will, someone will, 

What are the odds that my bones are just hollow, 
Filled up with mice and these pills that I swallow, 
Zoloft done worn off but I still taste it,  
I hope to God that I learn from my hatred, 
There are still toys left all over the pavement, 
Lost little child I know someone will save him, 

Lost little child I hope something will save him, 
Lost little child I hope something will save him,
(What are the odds that my bones are just hollow,) 
Lost little child I hope something will save him,
(Filled up with mice and these pills that I swallow,) 
Something will, something will, 
(Zoloft done worn off but I still taste it,) 
Lost little child I hope someone will save him, 
(I hope to God that I learn from my hatred,) 
Lost little child I hope someone will save him, 
(There are still toys left all over the pavement,)
Lost little child I hope someone will save him, 
(Lost little child I know someone will save him,) 
Someone will, someone will,

save him

i keep writing songs for people i'll never know

where did you go, and what did you do
with all the time you were too scared to move
and what is it like to be by yourself
for three and a half years
for roughly three and a half years
if we could just pretend that i went to college
and that is why you, you haven’t seen me
i wanted to go, but not for this long
i over did it
why did you say that i was one in a million
because i believed it i thought i had something
that you were too scared to lose
so if we could just pretend that i went to college
or traveled abroad and did something different
anything but just sitting at home
for three and a half years
writing song after song after song
so what is it like to be by yourself
and not feel like you’ll die
around everyone else
i thought i was one in a million
well thanks for nothing
yeah thank you
thank you 

if we could just pretend

To Forget

Missing Teeth

Somewhere in the Distance, Somewhere Toward the Mountains

We Could Live Near the Beach

Sเt baςк... гєɭax... taкє a dєєp bгєatђ... ɭєt ץ๏uг tг๏ubɭєร fคdє... aภd ɭєt mє paเภt ץ๏ย a pเctยгє ยp๏ภ tђє c∆nvs... 

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