You're a mess don't pretend no ones looking at you
Why don't you wake up, take off your make up

Hold your head up, this is only temporary
so temporary.

You've taken the only thing that I have ever known

I couldn't make, a single mistake
but I chose this road all on my own
Bury me where no one knows.

I wanna run but you'll catch and find me
0 and 1 and I won't stop losing
I'm better off, my time is gold
and I'm just fine, I'm on my own

Am I done with this, undecided.
but I'll just take my time and wonder why

I'll just play dead as you're stomping on my head
let downs, never promises kept,
all symptoms of the coldest winter yet.

I swear to you that I won't make this easy
but it's stupid to think that you'll ever believe me.

I'll just play dead with your conscious in my head
Get us faded, so we can forget the things.



This Song Is A Mess, But So Are You

All the times I wanted all these things to pass me by
I'm falling off my own two feet, but you can't say you tried.
and when you said I couldn't be the one,
how right you are since things are done
but I don't regret this decision.
Open your eyes now, appreciate.
Don't hesitate to stop being so loud,
you're not part of this crowd.
You're wasted, you waiting. Stop contemplating,
'cause you'll never figure it out.
You kill me with every word you say.
It's fucking me up, so keep your mouth shut.
'Cause it's been running and you're not learning
Always behind my back with a knife
You hacked into my spine, too.
My body's aching and my hands are shaking
I'm over this disaster, you couldn't make this any worse.
So make a list of your guilt soaked lies
write them on the mirror, hang them up to dry.
I hate to be faking, but I'm sorry you're making me
be what I don't want to be.
One of your hit list boys.
Never show you love, I'm not a fucking toy.
And I'm the only one, you left to rot alone.
Always talking down, you should just turn your car around
You took the easy way out, so I'm having my doubts again
to ever trust again, painfully driven to get you to listen
you swing but your missin, hope you learned your lesson
this is all your mother fuckin fault
I can't stand up tall, anymore
now our backs are running soar
so can you hear me
Ive been breaking my back to, have been since the moment i met you
Ive been breaking my back too much, give me a fuckin break
So make a list of your guilt soaked lies
write them on the mirror, hang them up to dry.
I hate to be faking, but I'm sorry you're making me
be what I don't want to be.
One of your hit list boys.
Never show you love, I'm not a fucking toy.
And I'm the only one, you left to rot alone.
Always talking down, you should just turn your car around
and go home
Ive been breaking my back to, have been since the moment i met you
Ive been breaking my back to forget all about you


Is This Chill

The Longlost's cover of Green Day's Basket Case

Basket Case

Longlost's 2012 record release. Consists of seven works including:

1. Home Stretcher
2. Sincerity
3. Alma Slaughter
4. Stop Looking At Me, Swan
5. Shelter
6. Obituaries
7. All I Wrote

Copyright 2012