Atlas - Anxious (feat. Limbo)

at the edge

An album crafted over many years of songwriting. Zach Williams composed a journey through the passage of time that brings back memories of nostalgia. Let the grooves sink in and experience the 2nd album from Saidtheanimals. It's a wild ride of murder, relaxation, and close encounters with some new planetary friends. 

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Darkest Hour Brightest Days

decided i was going to start an emo band by myself and made this in around four hours

hope it's decent enough for the internet

yelling softly, speaking to you
i can read that expression that you do
it screams loudly towards my eyes
"either something's wrong or someone died"
i'm struggling with everyday things
like going to the bank or buying groceries for us
and it's nothing for you to brush me off like dust on your jacket sleeve
but something in you won't let it happen this week

knowing you
breaking down
what exactly is
that awful sound?

missing you
breaking up
how can i be such a
big fuck up?

knowing you
breaking down
what exactly is
that awful sound?

missing you
breaking up
i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

asking questions you don't even know the answer to
it makes no sense, still it's the only thing that i can do
i wish i was invisible for just one day of my life
i'd be so much better off if i disappeared for eternity
late night phone calls, missing your touch
nothing says "i don't need you these days," quite like not answering does
i am sorry for my mistakes
i'm but a fragile addition to something uncouth, you're the nucleus of this whole world

knowing you
breaking down
what exactly is
that awful sound?

missing you
breaking up
how can i be such a
big fuck up?

knowing you
breaking down
what exactly is
that awful sound?

missing you
breaking up
i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

day drink

passed out in some garage
someone broke my guitar
spilled beer on your friend's couch
but i'm not fucking sorry
i'll see you tomorrow
i've gotta sleep some more
and when i leave your house
you'll hear me slam the door

i woke up in the eve-
ning with you in my bed
i wondered what was going on
i wondered what we said
both of us high as hell
surprised that we could speak
said something fucking stupid
and then you said to me

i don't know where i'm goin'
and i don't know what i feel
and i don't know who i am
or what is real

got a gig tonight
don't think i have a ride
supposed to start at 6
i'll be there at 9
what the hell's my name?
i don't remember it
and who plays in my band?
oh, i don't give a shit

i might hit the town
like where's the party at?
and stuff my fucking face
until i have a heart attack
i'm probably better off
a memory or dream
but for now i'm here
at least that's how it seems but

young daze.
---

im writing this while you’re gone.
im waiting and 
im pacing
and im wishing i could visit.
ive been talking to your mom.
she promised me she’s passing on
my messages.
you might be thinking about your brother.
and how your dad was being super pissy.
please dont be so scared.
i promise you’ll be okay.

i wanted to kiss her that night.
but maybe its just a mood and a feeling.
so finally i retract.
every single thing that ive been feeling.
im missing you.
constantly.
but im telling everybody i dont.
i hope you find this calming
and im hoping it’ll help you,
but its fine if it wont.

its hard to write,
when i dont know what to say anymore
what to do anymore.
with you.
and im confused on what our love really means.
my heart wrenched,
when they told me the news.
i got asked my happiest moment, and it was at the end of August with you.
when i pulled my smooth moves,
and we held hands.
and we watched T.V,
Bojack horseman.
you had holes in your leggings
and i poked them.
you laid your head on top of me,
and finally in years
i knew what it meant to feel safe.
you talked about it so much.

when you get out.
hoping you’ll call.
im throwing a dinner.
im hoping you’ll come.
its all of my friends,
its a good crowd.
maybe we can skip this sad phase,
and start over now.
put away the sad face.
we can start over for a while.
if you’d like that,
we can start over for a while.

Bojack Horseman

thanks for listening ((:

LYRICS:
Fuck you and your sympathy you never leave me alone
Please stop treating me like a child I’m like 47 in dog years
Why won’t you let me be who I wanna be
It’s like you’ve all trapped me inside a box
All my parents and elders and even some friends that i’ve had

I just want to be me
Not this perfect little boy that you see
I want to write what I want
Not what you believe
I want to write, my own story

So i’ve heard a lot about what everyone thinks I should be
Like what the hell has the world already planned everything out for me
I don’t want to be responsible like you think
I just want to write music and scream all the lyrics that mean a whole lot to me

I just want to be me
Not this preppy little asshole waiting for yr approval
I want to yell all my lyrics in hope that you’ll understand
That i want to be different.

a song for the troubled youth

it's never enough </3

lyrics:
i'm prodding around this vacancy
this empty hole you left in me
i thought i'd fill it soon
with someone else's skin and you would too
i'm sorry for you how feel
i know you see that swerve behind the wheel
you see yourself inside the ground
and i know i can't fix you with sound

but i can try

if you'll open up your eyes
and i'll show you the way i dive
into this ocean of dismay
this terrifying grey in which i sleep
and there's no disguise
i just wait for my demise
as it comes towards me
it can't ignore me...

anymore

and i'll keep losing friends
whether it's to death or to the wind
it's such a passing trend
being a breathing and living person
at least it seems that way these days
with how often my loved ones slip away
i'm growing concerned for my safety...

i hope i'm not next
i'm too scared to die
the concept is frightening
but still i can try
and i hope you're not next
i love you too much
everything you say
i use as a crutch

so open up your eyes
and i'll show you the way i dive
into this ocean of dismay
this terrifying grey in which i sleep
i know the void
all my patience is destroyed
when i start panicking again
and start ignoring all my friends

but i hope i'm not next
i'm too scared to die
the concept is frightening
but still i can try
and i hope you're not next
i love you too much
everything you say
is never enough

Cigarette

Matthew Bryson

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