Acoustic demo recorded in my bedroom. Album coming soon!

Lyrics..

Good Intentions:

Wind in the trees and heavy rain
the sound of nothing keep calling my name
you gave me one last look and I knew that I was dead
'cause the last time you left I thew myself infront of a train
but some people never think about cause and effect
their rhyme and reason never makes any sense
they tell me I'm the one who's crazy and I'm sure that I am
but if that's how it is, you're all fucking insane
'cause we're all the same, in the wind and the rain
doesn't matter, you kan take you fame and shove it down the drain
with the rest of your good intentions
'cause none of it matters in the end
never re-read just hit send

Someone once told me I'd be dead by 25
but I'm still here just wasting my time
not sure if I deserve, but I'm still here
still terrified of everything, just feeding my own fears
but you made me feel like I hade a cause
wrapping my insecurities in double layers of gauze
Got so many things I'd like to say
But I've never been that good with words anyway
but we're all the same, in the wind and the rain
doesn't matter, you kan take my name and shove it down the drain
with the rest of your good intentions
'cause none of it matters in the end
never re-read just hit send

and I hate everyone, it's true I confess
but it's not even close to how much I hate myself

Betting On The Muse:

We got drunk a week before christmas
we wont sober up till next year
and I'll still be scared and I'll still have to carry you up my stairs
and you said that this is when you fall for me
but I don't think that I did

and we listened to born to run
maybe five or six times in a row
the stories inside all the words that he writes makes me forget that I feel alone
and that you're not the one

but we took our broken bodies and we tangled up in bed
and I watched you sleep and I cursed everything for that beautiful mess that I wished layed there instead.

We watched the sun rise up over the suburb
and we closed the blinds in disgust
'cause we hadn't slept in nearly a week and we're running out of lust
and you asked me if I'm in love yet
But you sound more and more like a broken record

we just waited for the clock to strike ten
so that we could buy more wine again
and just start over, pretend that there's really something and just wait for it all to end
but it's still better than nothing
right now you're better than nothing

and we took our broken bodies and we tangled up in bed
and I watched you sleep and I cursed everything for that beautiful mess that I wished layed there instead.

And we pour salt into our wounds before we lick each other clean
and we blame the sunlight for everything

And we pour salt into our wounds before we lick each other clean
and we burn our souls away with wine for gasoline.

Betting On The Muse

Good Intentions

3 acoustic demos and an alternative mix of a song that's gonna be on my debut album coming out soon on Overpowered By Junk Records.

Off The Wagon