When deciding on the name for this track, we were trying to record it in the tight confinements of Dylan's bedroom. Dalton was struggling and he yelled, "I can't MOVE my cargo shorts are too TIGHT to power STANCE." 

And here it is. 

LYRICS:

Why’d you quit your medicine? 
Don’t make me go through this again 
I thought you swore you’d try to mend 
The emptiness inside your head 
I know I don’t understand that you 
Don’t want to be here on earth but 
You still need to figure out 
How to make your family proud 

I don’t know what else to do 
To help you help yourself anymore 

You’re falling, falling, falling down 
Running yourself straight into the ground 
Wondering why you can’t get back up now 
That you’ve thrown yourself away again 
Somehow, you let me down 

Do you hear the words I say to you? 
Or do they simply pass right through 
One ear to the other, listen to your mother 
I’m not sorry that I’m smothering you 

I don’t know what else to do 
To help you help yourself anymore 

You’re falling, falling, falling down 
Running yourself straight into the ground 
Wondering why you can’t get back up now 
That you’ve thrown yourself away again 
Somehow, you let me down 

What do you want me to say? 
That everything is fine and that I feel okay? 
What do you want me to say? 
That everything is fine and that I feel okay? 
What do you want me to say? 
That everything is fine and that I feel okay? 
What do you want me to say? 
That everything is fine and that I feel okay? 

You’re falling, falling, falling down 
Running yourself straight into the ground 
Wondering why you can’t get back up now 
That you’ve thrown yourself away again 
Somehow, you let me down

My Camo Cargo Shorts Are Too Tight To Power Stance

an updated version of our single.

why’d you quit your medicine?
don’t make me go through this again
i thought you swore you’d try to mend
the emptiness inside your head
i know i don’t understand that you
don’t want to be here on earth but
you still need to figure out
how to make your family proud

i don’t know what else to do
to help you help yourself anymore

you’re falling, falling, falling down
running yourself straight into the ground
wondering why you can’t get back up now
that you’ve thrown yourself away again
somehow, you let me down

do you hear the words i say to you?
or do they simply pass right through
one ear to the other, listen to your mother
i’m not sorry for smothering you

what do you want me to say?
that everything is fine and that i feel okay?

My Camo Cargo Shorts Are Too Tight To Power Stance (Revisited)

yeah, like from the emperor's new groove lol
this song is about shitty exes

i’m underwater
i’ve been fighting for the surface for three years now
but you held me under 
held out your hand in support
when you’d rather see me drown

you said you loved me when you wanted me dead
and you lost the taste of loyalty when you two shared the same bed
just like your mother
building hatred in brothers

little hardcore straight edge prom queen
beg her to drop to her knees
i bet she’s grateful that he kept things short
thought process disgusting
truly refines repulsing
what else are priorities for?

your actions were so regrettable
they made made you so forgettable
he was finished before she could even start
now i don’t need your presence
the verdict’s been sentenced

what made you think i wouldn’t fall apart?
i have a heart

you said you loved me when you wanted me dead
and you lost the taste of loyalty when you two shared the same bed
just like your mother
building hatred in brothers
and now i’d rather be dead 
than to share the same state,
i never wanna see you again
the thought makes me shudder
i bet you’ve swallowed another since

Yzma

this song is about the hard truths!!!

when i started drinking again
i tried to stick to weekends 
such a foul addiction
could mean the worst times for my best friends
i fell from a mile high
i shouldn’t have ever listened
when everyone said try 
not being so pessimistic

i’m so alone 
even in the place that i call home
but i’ve been told
that’s just a symptom of growing old
now i move so slow
due to the poison i withhold 
i feel so cold
that’s just a symptom of growing old

fall in love, because who likes being alone?
chain smoke, because who needs to breathe when you never wanted to grow old?
never knock on wood, because who needs luck?
who needs luck when you’ve already given up?

i started drinking again
when i realized my best friends
will never care as much
as when i lay on my deathbed

Happy Hour :)

this song is about fake friends xoxo

that’s a lot of fucking courage
it must take
hiding behind your screens,
why don’t you come
be brave to my face?
you’re fake
abusers of space,
wasted years and years
spiraling down the drain

how many times are we gonna circle this wall?
at least six rounds, i read the seventh should fall
i thought that i’d feel empty
but i don’t even miss you at all

i guess you were too busy taking photos of yourself to notice
too many people have the same opinions
oh, your insecurity echoes bigger than
the words you yell over everyone else
just to be the loudest one in the room
everybody’s eyes always on you
fishing for compliments every two seconds
doesn’t it ever get boring
yearning and yearning, but refusal of learning?

you always act on instinct
never analyze anything
i used to love your shout
now i’m left craving a silenced
mouth

i hope you write a couple goodbye letters
only to wake up
still fucked up
unable to remember 
now you’re no friend to me
since you want to be
the latter definition of sheep

Hit Me With The Metronome, Roll The Credits

a raw, live rendition of our single.

why’d you quit your medicine?
don’t make me go through this again
i thought you swore you’d try to mend
the emptiness inside your head
i know i don’t understand that you
don’t want to be here but
you still need to figure out
how to make your family proud

i don’t know what else to do
to help you help yourself anymore

you’re falling, falling, falling down
running yourself straight into the ground
wondering why you can’t get back up now
that you’ve thrown yourself away again
somehow, you let me down

do you hear the words i say to you?
or do they simply pass right through
one ear to the other, listen to your mother
i’m not sorry that i’m smothering you

what do you want me to say?
that everything is fine and that i feel okay?
i'm not okay

My Camo Cargo Shorts Are Too Tight To Be Acoustic

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