Green Day - Basket Case (Acoustic)

Gravel tongue and a lantern sky,
She left in smoke without goodbye.
Breath turned black on windowpane,
I dream of rust and acid rain.

[Verse 2]
Her laugh still stains the maple floor,
Like blood beneath a cellar door.
Eyes stitched shut with threads and bone,
She sings through roots that crack my home.

[Hook]
I wear her name like steel wire,
Coiled tight around my throat.
The tree don’t bend the leash won't break,
I’m just bark,  bone and smoke.

[Verse 3]
Cracked memory echo holds faint,
Of nails and silk and drying paint.
Each step’s a thorn through shards of glass,
She speaks through me—but she never asks.

[Bridge]
Tetherbone, my tetherbone,
Bark for ghosts but liv alone.
She carved her name in bark and thread,
Now I'm left with what she bled.

[Hook – Repeat with slight variation]
I howl but no gods descend.
Her name's the rune I bend.
The collar's carved in stone and flame—
It drinks my breath. It speaks her name.


[Outro – whisper fade, like a prayer]
Crows don’t sing where love once lay,
Just creak and moan the wood will sway.
Tied to time, leashed to a tree,
And none but silence speaks for me.

Tether Bone

Album track from 'DIVE!' (out 5 June), written and sung by bassist Allan Wiseman, featuring lead guitar by christopher rye (who also produced the song). Band trivia: christopher added (and sang) the line "but not for me!" as his response to hearing the title was "NO IT ISN'T!" Unusually, the gorgeous sounding lead guitar was recorded using a Chapman ML3 instead of christopher's Strat.

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Forgiving is Easy

A blend of vulnerability, dark humour and stark honesty, it captures the quiet chaos of emotional collapse through compulsive cycles of self-sabotage and despair.

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Burning Bridges

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Lyrics

Intro – Spoken/half-sung, atmospheric]
Yeah, they trim the trees,
They rake the fire away.
Build fences strong,
But can’t outrun the laws today.

[Verse 1]
Juan’s got a scar that runs ear to chin,
Said it came from Sonora, not from sin.
He brings his boy on Sundays, just to play
Near the pool he’ll never swim in anyway.

[Verse 2]
Mowin’ lawns under redwood shade,
Hands in dirt while the rich get paid.
Sings to the birds in broken slang—
Every word feels like a chain that hangs.

[Verse 3]
They came last night in unmarked vans,
Took three men like they weren’t even men.
Left their tools in the morning dew,
Leaf blowers still, boots filled with truth.

Verse – Chicano’s Voice]
I send my pay to a border town,
Where mamá lights candles when the sun goes down.
My name’s not ‘hey’ or ‘you in the hat
I got stories, but no time for that.


[Bridge – whispered, rising tension]
Is this freedom, is this fear?
Do we only welcome those we mirror?
My friend cries but hides his face—
Guilt’s a shadow you can’t erase.

[Final Chorus – crescendo, all-out delivery]
They build your world and vanish in the smoke,
Names unspoken, dreams that broke.
You walk on marble, they crawl through flames,
Still you can’t even learn their names.
No green card, no last call—
But they stood taller than us all.

Eucalyptus Blues

Bodies (looking for help lol)

If you've ever felt like a ghost in a getaway car...

★ Raw • Haunting • Cathartic ★

Dive into a ghost story where pop-punk’s confessional rage meets hauntcore’s eerie intimacy. This acoustic-driven track wraps desperate highway imagery ("headlights, red lights, sirens bright") in stripped back guitar rawness, capturing the exhaustion of outrunning your own shadow.

Key themes:

☠️ Self haunting (“I’m my own worst memory”)

🚗 Escapism’s dead ends (“Can’t outrun myself in either lane”)

⚰️ Resignation (“Dig myself into a little plot of grass”)

Lyrics:

I distanced myself to see what would stay near
Admittedly I don't see much, all too clear
Head lights, red lights, and sirens bright at the rear
But the subject in the mirror is much closer than it appears

And I see it now, the ghost I tried to leave
Following me down these empty streets
I believe it now, like you used to say
I'm my own worst memory

Windows down, July rain as cold as your glare
Heavy is the head, cold wind, silence in the air
Better left unsaid, can't speak what's not here
Never tried my best, couldn't make myself seem to care

But every mile I drive is a roadside flare
Double parked going sixty, lighting a cigarette, texting "I'm almost there"
Can’t outrun myself, in either lane, always left, right, disappear
Wind blows tumble weeds down a familiar road of tears

And I see it now, the ghost I tried to leave
Following me down these empty streets
I believe it now, like you used to say
I'm my own worst memory

Am I running from the past or chasing what’s ahead?
These sirens behind me can’t drown what’s in my dread
The lights are getting closer, fear is getting clear
Is it a dead end ahead or highway deer

Rearview conversations I never will outpace
Every mile marker takes a turn to make their case
Tires drift the shoulder, rubber stays in place
Fell asleep at the wheel trying to erase

And I see it now, where I was supposed to be
Spent to much time at lights in disbelief
I believe you now, I just don't trust the memory
Cause you can't get that far with a tank on E

I missed my turn a while back
Think I'll park in the shade
Dig myself into a little plot of grass
I tire of taking winding paths too fast, too fast

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The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus- Your Guardian Angel

christopher rye: Lead guitars, vocals, keys | Allan Wiseman: Bass, vocals | Alfonso Cavassa: Piano, organ, synth, vocals | Fabio Sclafani: Drums | NEW ALBUM 'DIVE!' OUT NOW!

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