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Don't Dream Anymore
01:35
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It’s over before it starts
The blisters begin to smart
“Someone save me from myself”
Thumb out on the highway, baiting
Lust or bust and I hate waiting
“Someone save me…”
I gotta make it
Gotta make it fast
Red lights, red lights, red lights
Flash!
“Someone save me from myself”
Gotta make it out and see who I’m versus
I’m such a slave to my burgeoning urges
I get to the end
I always say
“It wasn’t fucking worth it!”
We don’t dream anymore
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I reach for my car keys before my apartment keys
I think it’s my conscience telling me subconsciously to leave
I’ve been sleeping on a sofa I inherited from my parents
And I’m embarrassed to even admit how many nights I haven’t slept
I’m inept and this degree ain’t getting me anywhere
But more in debt, in doubt, in crippling despair
I wish I was rich enough to have an addiction
But I can’t afford nicotine, I’m in while all my friends are having fun
I’ve been waking up with bedbug bites and I can’t afford to fix it
And every paycheque is getting spent on minimum payments on my debt
And then my rent, and I’m broke again and I’m trying not to let on
That ever since I left home it’s all been going wrong
My dreams are keeping me up at night
Red eyes to the ceiling ‘til my alarm beckons in the sunlight
Since the day I escaped, I’ve dreamed of being free
Sometimes it feels like the motions are going through me
Debts, doubts, discouragement
From folks I love and trust and my pessimistic conscience
All my accomplishments
Were so long ago I wonder if they ever happened
Debts, doubts, discouragement
From folks I love and trust and my pessimistic conscience
Nostalgic for imprisonment
Living just to wake up until the day I don’t
I reach for my car keys before my apartment keys
I think it’s my conscience telling me subconsciously to leave…
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Not Drunk Just Dizzy
03:29
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How do sober people meet?
This feels impossible without a drink
Asking for water in a darkened bar
Nourishing my poor parched heart
My liver loves me but my lovers leave me
Another lonely year might kill me
Party girl left me for a party boy
“He’s a little more her speed”
“You need single malt courage to feel normal again
Just to say ‘hi’ to lifelong friends”
I’ve forgotten how to converse
I’m a stuttering wreck with nothing to say
It’s hard to hear from your old friends
“We liked you better when you drank”
Words are tripping over my tongue
I’m just mumbling lines in a marbled mouth
I’m making myself uncomfortable
“Simple human pleasures you will never figure out”
I can’t dance, I just stumble rhythmically
My balance is terrible but I’m not drunk, just dizzy
All my friends think I’ve fallen off again
But the music is so loud it helps me to forget...
The ice is melting in my glass
A promise held tight in my cold hands
Exile myself to a corner in the back
Anxiety is eating me
I used to make fun of addicts
Until I realized I need
Alcohol! Nicotine! Caffeine! Dopamine!
Just to get through a basic week
My heart is torn between depressants and stimulants
It might give out before the band finishes their set
But ‘til then…
I can’t dance, I just stumble rhythmically
My balance is terrible but I’m not drunk, just dizzy
All my friends think I’ve fallen off again
But the music is so loud it helps me to forget..
That I can’t dance and someday we’re all gonna die
So this gesture is useless but goddamn it I’m gonna try
Life is a fight to the death, you’ll never win but keep on swinging
Smile defiantly at the abyss and it’ll feel something like bliss
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Rhodehouse Records Calgary, Alberta
Independent record label formerly based out of Calgary, Alberta, Canada. On hiatus as of 2023, contact bands directly for physical copies.
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