you either die popular, or live long enough to become a narcissist

[fiending smiles collapsed under feet
my closed eyes swallow me

little child do you hear me
ive been smiling so lonely

and ive died
blurry eyed

with blurry eyes ill smile
take these lies and make them mine
ive been lost for so damn long
that i cant help but take
a good long pause
id went and id talked
and youd took all my love
now im lost

these blurry eyes still smile]

11-17-15

Skateboard

“let’s carve our names in this oakwood tree rethink the idea of love 
oh god help me 
tore apart I mean why would you stay 
eyes are shut bodies relay 
all the trauma we’ve dealt with eternally
 told to keep it there never to leave 
oh god why me

chop us down like we’re  nothing 
chop us down like we mean nothing 
chop us down like we’re nothing 
chop us down like we mean nothing”

hollowed out thoughts

None of this was your fault (demo)

the worst part about addiction is ending up religious

Vocals: Will Motto
Lead Guitar: Jack Tekiela
Rhythm Guitar: Griffin Vaughn
Bass: Calvin Horsley 
Drums: Owen Vaughn

Lyrics:

Pull, from end to end apart
The fibers in your arms are
splitting for this

Spent, but reaching out for more
The avalanche next door has
crushed you beneath

Was always out the door and
never in one place
So catch whatever's fleeting 
as is flies away

Hold me like a parasite
And dim like old streetlights,
from you into me

Glow with remnants of you
The many or the few,
undamaged, unclean

Was always out the door
and never in one place
So catch whatever's fleeting 
as it flies away
And when I'd go down 
you would come down
When I'd go down
you would come down

Forget everything else,
forget everything else, 
forget everything else,
I'll keep myself in check
Forget everything else,
forget everything else,
forget everything else,
I'll keep myself in check

Over and over and over again
Over the handlebar, over the fence
Never really any other way that
this could have turned out

Eighty on 80, I pick up the phone
Familiar message, familiar tone
But I still can't remember who it's from
or what is was about

You were truth
left unsaid
Still a truth,
nonetheless

So change your habits and 
your clothes for it,
break your tendons
and your bones for it
Is this all you have to show for it
barely staying on the road for it

Forget everything else,
forget everything else, 
forget everything else,
I'll keep myself in check
Forget everything else,
forget everything else,
forget everything else,
I'll keep myself in check

And when the burnouts come around,
won't swallow me or break me down,
And when the burnouts come around,
won't swallow me
And when the burnouts come around,
won't swallow me or break me down,
And when the burnouts come around,
won't swallow me...

dancing with our phantom friends (Ft. Friends)

Macy Bryce

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