Timber Snake

Oh my God, I’m coming home tonight 
And I don’t feel like 
Hearing your voice and putting up a fight
Like angels and demons 

Oh oh my soul has grown tired

It’s been a long time losing you in songs
And shots of whiskey 
It’s been a long time ignoring what’s gone wrong 
In family history 

Oh oh my soul has grown tired
Oh oh my soul has grown tired

So don’t say it’s just tough love 
Was it not enough to leave
On Sundays oh you preach good news
Then you sing the blues to me

Mercy is coming with the dawn
And bright new skies
Well hurry up please cause I don’t got that long
Waiting for sunrise

Oh oh my soul has grown tired

And I got this death inside my veins
And hell is waiting
Seems like Adam is to blame
But Eve took the beating 

Oh oh my soul has grown tired
Oh oh my soul has grown tired

So don’t say it’s just tough love 
Was it not enough to leave
On Sundays oh you preach good news
Then you sing the blues to me

Oh oh my soul has grown tired
Oh oh my soul has grown tired
Oh oh my soul has grown tired

Grown Tired

Being wounded just means you're alive
Honey, trauma flows deep and wide
Bleeding hearts and smoke scarred lungs
body keeping score but grace ain’t done
And sometimes I have a healthy self suspicion

Holy envy or jealous love
Suicide is over so release the dove
Been chasing rainbows for pots of gold
All this drinking is getting old
And sometimes I have a healthy self suspicion

Wold keeps changing I’m losing friends 
Social awkwardness is setting in 
Burning bridges and building walls
Lift them idols high and watch them fall
Sometimes I have a healthy self suspicion 
And sometimes I have a healthy self suspicion

So being wounded just means you're alive
Honey, trauma flows deep and wide

Healthy Self - Suspicion

Lost for words
Won’t find them in the morning
Gave up the ghost
Losing my religion
When in Rome
Baby I’m just messing

I’m messing around
With my broken heart
Overwhelmed 
Under the influence of
Chemicals
Rushing through my veins
In the arms of strangers
Pour another whiskey shame

Forgive and forget 
As far as the East from the West
Heading south
On 95 full of regrets
On my own
Baby ain’t it over yet

Oh Wesleyan 
City on a hill
But no escape 
Sentimental overkill 
And I see your face
Don’t know your name
In the arms of strangers
Pour another whiskey shame

I’m messing around
With my broken heart
Overwhelmed 
Under the influence of
Chemicals
Rushing through my veins
In the arms of strangers
Pour another whiskey shame

In the arms of strangers
Pour another whiskey shame
In the arms of strangers
Pour another whiskey shame

Sentimental Overkill

This song is about a particularly drunk walk home after a party. I was debating whether or not I should go see this girl that I liked. Still not sure if writing a song is more embarrassing than a traditional drunk dial.

Skeleton

This song is loosely based on the unsolved case of a Canadian woman who went missing in 1998. "Beauty Queen" will be featured on Semler's project "Six Feet Under All The Same" due out this Halloween. All music recorded at Big Bad Sound.

Beauty Queen

Undead Love

I wrote this song about broken relationships and late-night paranoia.

Before We're Dead

You smile differently, depending on how happy that you're trying to be. Recorded in 2015 @ Big Bad Sound.

Something That She Doesn't Know

I'm going to start sharing my demos on Soundcloud. I want to become less precious/shy about my music, and share more of what's on my heart. I wrote this song a few weeks ago - it's sort of a stream of consciousness. 

When I wash onto the shore of wherever we're going, I pray my edges are softened by the journey. That will be nothing short of a miracle.

Drifting

Drifting - Demo

I wrote this a few weeks into quarantine. When I was at my most chaotic and sharp, a soft soul never left my side.

Razor's Edge

roemer is an indie folk project from Berlin-Neukölln lead by singer/songwriter Benjamin Roemer Seidl. Together with a collective of musician friends they make music that speaks to the sacred & profane seasons of the human experience. At the heart of their music are contemplative lyrics with a strong bent towards lament paired with haunting melodies with a liturgical feel. The kaleidoscope of musicians frequently re-arranging the ever growing body of songs which turns every performance into a new experience.

Long Bio: http://roemercollective.de/about

Sentimental Overkill

roemer

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