1. |
the intro song
01:18
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This is the sound of me working things out.
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2. |
matching baggage sets
03:21
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Run.
I’ve never felt all that young
Tell the truth
I really hope I hurt you too.
Your bottle’s empty now
not really sure how.
Again, please.
Hold me in your arms,
I’ve never been that calm-
Again, please.
It attacks.
I take our memories to relax
Inside.
Remembering traits we had to hide
Telling truths
I didn’t mind coming out to you.
Your bottle’s empty now
not really sure how.
Again, please.
Hold me in your arms,
I’ve never been that calm-
Again, please.
It attacks.
I take a memory to relax
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3. |
smilies
05:33
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Do you want to sit around and get sad?
The favourite half empty glass I ever had.
Angry people... seem to get things done
When they stand up and scream their hollow threats
Break their arms beating across their breast
But nothings ever got me that lively yet.
Come on smile with me!
Your mind works perfectly.
It doesn’t matter how they spin it
Your idiosyncrasies aren’t a gimmick.
Are you feeling minuscule?
Time is cruel.
“Drinking this much is gonna get me through”
-Then all your lights blew.
A jealous charm and an empty smile
Like the best bad idea I’ve had in a while.
There’s a reason why you weren’t at all
-the way a dream looks to folks,
How someone like me looks at a rope.
The kindling turned to coal, then soot, the fucking smoke.
Come on smile with me!
Your mind works perfectly.
It doesn’t matter how they spin it
Your idiosyncrasies aren’t a gimmick.
Are you feeling minuscule?
Time is cruel.
“Drinking this much isn’t getting me through”
-Then all the lights blew.
I’m not sure we’re safe at all...
I can hear your flat mates fucking through the bedroom wall.
They’re content just to sit here and breathe.
A fragile silence, think too loud and it’s gone.
I’ve never been skiing, you’ve never hit a bong.
We listed off our failures, one by laughable one.
Come on smile with me!
Your mind works perfectly.
It doesn’t matter how they spin it
Your idiosyncrasies aren’t a gimmick.
Are you feeling minuscule?
Time is cruel.
“Drinking this much didn't get you through”
-You don’t always need something to do.
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4. |
broken bird cup
03:03
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Tell them sorry (Tell them twice)
Foggy windows (Damn my eyes)
Brief encounters (Stay in bed)
Disappointment (knock them dead)
I looked after you
And you looked after me too
Wasn’t present (always stoned)
Arguments (woke up alone)
Loosing colour (in your eyes)
Sense of self worth (exercised)
I looked after you (well barely)
And you looked after me too (left early)
Just want summer back, fuck the summer. We want each other back, so fuck each other.
(I wonder if it looked good. Pale and tired and always smoking. We made it outside when we could.)
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5. |
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Take measures every 60 seconds
Make sure I’m breathing in my own
Pluck up the courage to leave me alone
Crying, seething, constantly grieving
My head
God rest my beaten head - ow
And it takes more than words
To extinguish my panic attacks
But we barely had change for the bus
Never mind for the thoughts that we actually
Have
I’m dripping down the inside of your head.
Another day in bed.
Breathe boy, breathe boy, breathe boy
Breathe, go on, just breathe
Calm down chill out
Would you like to leave?
Trust me they don’t all feel like this at times
I watched you realise what it meant to be you
And I cried once or twice again
The salt reminded me of the winters ahead
Oh there’s winters ahead
Breathe boy, breathe boy, breathe boy
Breathe, go on, just breathe
Calm down chill out
Would you like to leave?
Trust me they don’t all feel like this at times
Well they say “I won’t bother you anymore
If you can
promise
me to
sort yourself
out”
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6. |
4 parts is a cycle
05:26
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(get hurt, go hurt, make progress)
think about love on your feet
but that left me wanting:
The problem is
I wasn’t used to the heat.
The night; time’s a sure sign
Of notification’s blinking light
You’re drunk again and I’ve somewhere to be
I get by (I get by)
Breaking glass and rolling things
Under canopies of these concrete trees
better off
abusing drinking on your own?
get hurt, go hurt, make progress
i’d curse - your need to get worse,
busy doing nothing
digital excitement comes from my phone
our worlds is cages made of
lager and student loans
I get by (I get by)
I’m sorry for every day that I was want what you needed,
I was trying then, and I still am, if you can believe it,
this is how I get by.
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Craigcrook Liverpool, UK
A (self-described) 'Sad-Math' collective - Craigcrook are malleable and ambitious. Initially inspired by the energy of Post- Punk and Hardcore, they cut their teeth around the University of Liverpool; where the four met as students. The band comprises of multi-instrumentalists: Wil Baines (They/Them), Laurence Dicks (He/Him), Tom Edge (He/Him), and Dan Warr (He/Him). ... more
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