Lucky - Paper Flowers

This is a song about giving up on your dreams.

Letting Go (Acoustic Demo)

It's five p.m.
By the time I get up
Again
The weather's fine
But I'm not sure 
What day it is
If I'm running
I must be 
running behind
I tell myself
It's okay
I'm good at
Fucking lying

Just wash some clothes
Clean up in the living room
And overdose on Benadryl
And hopes it's soothing
Comatose
I can't keep my 
Feet from moving
Why's it hard to breathe

I feel that flatline coming
From the moment I wake up
And I am always on the hunt
For some new threat I can make up
To make it normal
I just want to feel normal
I've got this backline of phobias
And worn-out excuses that keep me up
And keep me thinking
That I'm totally useless
If I'm not normal
I just want to feel normal
I just want to feel normal
I just want to feel

Line by line
I try and try again
If it's less than perfect
I guess I won't be sleeping

Wait and see
This kind of game it never made much
Sense to me
Why would anything good happen
Naturally
There's something worse
That's so much closer
And it's always free

(Guitar/Keyboard? Solo)

I feel that flatline coming
From the moment I wake up
And I am always on the hunt
For some new threat I can make up
To make it normal
I just want to feel normal
I've got this backline of phobias
And worn-out excuses that keep me up
And keep me thinking
That I'm totally useless
If I'm not normal
I just want to feel normal
I just want to feel normal
I just want to feel

That flatline coming
From the moment I wake up
And I am always on the hunt
For some new threat I can make up
To make it normal
I just want to feel normal
I've got this backline of phobias
And worn-out excuses that keep me up
And keep me thinking
That I'm totally useless
If I'm not normal
I just want to feel normal
I just want to feel normal
I just want to feel

Flatline

Take from me the things you said
You needed most to need again
Spell it out plain as day
Wonder why we never change

Still on the same page
But not reading

Late nights
Low life
Running from it
Cash light
A sad sight
And only bad company
To comfort me
Hold tight
It's alright
And almost over
God lied
And now I'm
Left with no way to see
What I'm supposed to be

Making up for loss and love
With easy lies and harder drugs
Feeling tired and so ashamed
Of asking why I'm still this way

Sometimes I wonder
If I'm breathing

Late Nights
The Low Life
Running from it
Cash light
A sad sight
And only bad company
To comfort me
Hold tight
It's alright
And almost over
God lied
And now I'm
Left with no way to see
What I'm supposed to be

Lay down
All your praise and promise
(Nothing left but common sense now)
(Either way the colours wash out)
Brace now
Plant your feet and own this
(Pray to raise some patience somehow)
(Eventually the clock will run down)

What I'm Supposed To Be

It's been a long night
I act like I'm okay
It doesn't feel right
A heavy breath
What is this weight
Is there someone else to blame
If you call me out
You better bet I'll do the same
I'm like a talent scout
I never miss a chance to taste
Someone else's shame

Everyone wants to be the victim
But no one wants to pay
Everyone wants to be the victim
As long as they're okay

A hit of morning light
Restless legs with lots to say
A quiet afterlife
Right in the middle of the day
There's no hell to pay

Shuffle why and how
All for not with perfect aim
Knowing how it sounds
I never win this game
But I always, always play

Everyone wants to be the victim
But no one wants to pay
Everyone wants to be the victim
As long as they're okay

Stand to the side
Let the lighting work
With your head in your hands
And your knees in the dirt
Wonder where if anywhere's left
To hide from nothing
Just in your lips
And your fingers at first
It was subtle but now
It's a chemical burn
That refuses to calm unless
You hide from nothing

It's been a long night
I act like I'm okay
It's doesn't feel right
Because

Everyone wants to be the victim
But no one wants to pay
Everyone want to be the victim
As long as they're okay

Everyone wants to be the victim
But no one wants to pay
Everyone want to be the victim
As long as they're okay

The Victim

I've been working on this for years.  It doesn't show.

Here And Now (Acoustic)

My first try at an electronic backing band.

Here And Now (Midi Band)

Goodbye, Goodtimes (Full Band Experiment)

Swim - Paper Flowers

It's a song.  I made it.  What do you want from me?  Just listen to it, fuck.

A Tiny, Little Sliver of Time

Goodbye, Goodtimes (EP Version)

All I wanna do is help
All I wanna do is help you
All I wanna do is help you
But I don't know how

A blank face
Slumped back in that chair
There's a bad taste
That hangs in the air
I was so close
It almost
Caught on

And now the side-eye
From three feet away
You're right there
Yeah, you're right there
But there's miles between
Where we need to be and where we are

Struggling through these
Blue-lit nights
With blinding, handheld
Neon lights
Wondering why I just can't
Why I just can't sleep

All I wanna do is help
All I wanna do is help you
All I wanna do is help you
But I don't know how

Paper Flowers

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