This is the age of descent
The fresh faced generation of defect
It's gotta come down before we reach for the reset
This is for the lost, downtrodden and rejects
And anybody looking for a purpose
We all kick our way through streets of grey
Some find hope in a TV screen
But nobody has an answer for anything
And no one can seem to agree
And then the 8 Ball said "things don't look great"
You know we can't break loose if we stay in place
Every earthquake starts with a little shake
And then we'll see who is standing in the wasteland
It's just a matter of opinion when it comes down to it
To tell the truth I never listen, just grit my teeth and split
It's just a matter of opinion when it comes down to it
But no one ever f*cking listens
Yeah no one ever f*cking listens
So you can take your damn opinion and f*cking suck it
And then the 8 Ball said "things don't look great"
You know we can't break loose if we stay in place
Every earthquake starts with a little shake
And then we'll see who is standing in the wasteland
And then the 8 Ball said "things don't look great"
You know we can't break loose if we stay in place
Every earthquake starts with a little shake
And then we'll see who is standing in the wasteland
And then the 8 Ball said "things don't look great"
You know we can't break loose if we stay in place
Every earthquake starts with a little shake
And then we'll see who is standing in the wasteland
Neck Deep - Life's Not Out To Get You Album Lyrics
Neck Deep - Life's Not Out To Get You Lyrics
Writer: Benedict Barlow, Daniel Washington, Lloyd Roberts, Philip Thorpe-Evans, Sebastian Barlow
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Threat Level Midnight
I've had a steady stream of lonely nights
For the past few weeks in this room
I'm locked away from it all
Just need a break from the walls that close me in
I'll see this out standing on pins
I'll fall asleep with my eyes open
Just to see if I could focus
On something more than my loneliness
None of my friends seem to give a shit about the way I am
I know full well they understand that
I get myself way too deep in what she said
But they'll bail me out when I'm in over my head
I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell
Of all the things I hope to keep:
A childhood sense of opportunity
Grab life by the wrist and jump
Take the chance while I'm still young and dumb
Passed out but on my feet
With years ahead to get some sleep
And so much time to face defeat
So write our names in wet concrete
To seal our place in space and time
Before we have to walk the line
Before we all move on in life
Before the sun comes up tonight
I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell
I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell
A swift farewell
For the past few weeks in this room
I'm locked away from it all
Just need a break from the walls that close me in
I'll see this out standing on pins
I'll fall asleep with my eyes open
Just to see if I could focus
On something more than my loneliness
None of my friends seem to give a shit about the way I am
I know full well they understand that
I get myself way too deep in what she said
But they'll bail me out when I'm in over my head
I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell
Of all the things I hope to keep:
A childhood sense of opportunity
Grab life by the wrist and jump
Take the chance while I'm still young and dumb
Passed out but on my feet
With years ahead to get some sleep
And so much time to face defeat
So write our names in wet concrete
To seal our place in space and time
Before we have to walk the line
Before we all move on in life
Before the sun comes up tonight
I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell
I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could stop staring at the phone so I can get some sleep
Another day, another week in hell
I'll see your face down here real soon
A welcome home to a swift farewell
A swift farewell
Writer: ALISTAIR COOPER
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Cant Kick Up The Roots
The golden groves are lined with affluence and roses
But the bagheads down by Central Station are closer to where home is
It can be grim and send you West from time to time
Yeah, this place is such a shipwreck
But this shipwreck, it is mine
Day by day we grew to love this place
And where I make my grave, my anchor lays
I've been wasting away
But in a town with no way out, there's not much else to do anyway
If you're looking for a place to decay
Then there will always be a place in my town called revelry
I've seen a punch or two
Narrowly escaped a few
And if you can get the day off, I could show you a view
I remember the football games
The first time that I got laid
And the time J broke his finger drinking by the lake
Day by day we grew to love this place
And where I make my grave is where my anchor lays
The sound of my youth echoes out through these empty streets
I guess I can't kick up the roots
It's home, and that's the truth
I've been wasting away
But in a town with no way out, there's not much else to do anyway
If you're looking for a place to decay
Then there will always be a place in my town called revelry
We know what it's like to be put down
So f*ck you to the world, and stand your ground
We know how to turn it inside out and get a little bit rowdy
We know what it's like to be put down
So f*ck you to the world, and stand your ground
We know how to turn it inside out and get a little bit
I've been wasting away
But in a town with no way out, there's not much else to do anyway
If you're looking for a place to decay (to decay)
Then there will always be a place in my town called revelry
I'm not stuck I'm staying (I'm not stuck I'm staying)
Yeah I said, I'm not stuck I'm staying (I'm not stuck I'm staying)
And if you've got sorrows to drown and the bottom's where you're bound
You will always have a place in my town called revelry
But the bagheads down by Central Station are closer to where home is
It can be grim and send you West from time to time
Yeah, this place is such a shipwreck
But this shipwreck, it is mine
Day by day we grew to love this place
And where I make my grave, my anchor lays
I've been wasting away
But in a town with no way out, there's not much else to do anyway
If you're looking for a place to decay
Then there will always be a place in my town called revelry
I've seen a punch or two
Narrowly escaped a few
And if you can get the day off, I could show you a view
I remember the football games
The first time that I got laid
And the time J broke his finger drinking by the lake
Day by day we grew to love this place
And where I make my grave is where my anchor lays
The sound of my youth echoes out through these empty streets
I guess I can't kick up the roots
It's home, and that's the truth
I've been wasting away
But in a town with no way out, there's not much else to do anyway
If you're looking for a place to decay
Then there will always be a place in my town called revelry
We know what it's like to be put down
So f*ck you to the world, and stand your ground
We know how to turn it inside out and get a little bit rowdy
We know what it's like to be put down
So f*ck you to the world, and stand your ground
We know how to turn it inside out and get a little bit
I've been wasting away
But in a town with no way out, there's not much else to do anyway
If you're looking for a place to decay (to decay)
Then there will always be a place in my town called revelry
I'm not stuck I'm staying (I'm not stuck I'm staying)
Yeah I said, I'm not stuck I'm staying (I'm not stuck I'm staying)
And if you've got sorrows to drown and the bottom's where you're bound
You will always have a place in my town called revelry
Writer: Andrew Robert Wade, Benedict Kieran James Barlow, Daniel Washington, Lloyd Anthony Roberts, Philip Michael Thorpe-Evans, Sebastian Matthew James Barlow
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Kali Ma
Sit still in the cold of February
Hold my hand in the cemetery and you'll be safe
And I know that this is only temporary
And I don't think that it's helping anything
And it's all fun and games until someone gets f*cked up
This will end in tears I could never be enough for you
Count my blessings on one hand and my curses on the other
Let you slip between my fingers
Hide away until the summer
Kali Ma lean over me
Rip your hand into my chest
Pull out my beating heart for the world to see
Then send me down to hell
You ignore my pleas
Indiana couldn't save me so I guess I'll save myself
We hop from bench to bench in the middle of our town
Where the street lights hit your eyes and then the tears came falling down
The love that you confessed, the product of your loneliness
I see right through you but what do I do?
Of course I fall for it
Just like I did when I was sixteen
Such a fool for you
Did you ever even miss me? (Doubt it)
Kali Ma lean over me
Rip your hand into my chest
Pull out my beating heart for the world to see
Then send me down to hell
You ignore my pleas
Indiana couldn't save me so I guess I'll save myself
Kali Ma lean over me
Rip your hand into my chest
Pull out my beating heart for the world to see
Oh, won't you go to hell? (Go to hell)
(You're gonna get killed chasing after your damn fortune and glory)
Maybe I, maybe I will (but not today)
Hold my hand in the cemetery and you'll be safe
And I know that this is only temporary
And I don't think that it's helping anything
And it's all fun and games until someone gets f*cked up
This will end in tears I could never be enough for you
Count my blessings on one hand and my curses on the other
Let you slip between my fingers
Hide away until the summer
Kali Ma lean over me
Rip your hand into my chest
Pull out my beating heart for the world to see
Then send me down to hell
You ignore my pleas
Indiana couldn't save me so I guess I'll save myself
We hop from bench to bench in the middle of our town
Where the street lights hit your eyes and then the tears came falling down
The love that you confessed, the product of your loneliness
I see right through you but what do I do?
Of course I fall for it
Just like I did when I was sixteen
Such a fool for you
Did you ever even miss me? (Doubt it)
Kali Ma lean over me
Rip your hand into my chest
Pull out my beating heart for the world to see
Then send me down to hell
You ignore my pleas
Indiana couldn't save me so I guess I'll save myself
Kali Ma lean over me
Rip your hand into my chest
Pull out my beating heart for the world to see
Oh, won't you go to hell? (Go to hell)
(You're gonna get killed chasing after your damn fortune and glory)
Maybe I, maybe I will (but not today)
Writer: Andrew Robert Wade, Benedict Kieran James Barlow, Daniel Washington, Jeremy Wade Mckinnon, Lloyd Anthony Roberts, Philip Michael Thorpe-Evans, Sebastian Matthew James Barlow
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Gold Steps
I've been stuck in the middle pages
Send the boat across that I created
Built out of the bones that I've been breaking
The sign you said you needed
Is there but you can't see it
You mark me down and out but you're still breathing
If you write the story
You'll find out we're all stuck on the same page
'Cause sometimes things will bend you
But trust me you'll be fine
'Cause I've been moving mountains that I once had to climb
And life's not out to get you
Despite the things you've been through
'Cause what you give is what you get
And it doesn't make sense to make do
The walls are caving in again
Happens every now and then
Always got me feeling like I'm f*cked (f*ck)
Falling in and out of bed, sleep so hard
Feel like I'm dead
Trying to get a grip is kinda rough
Say life has lost its meaning
And that's true if you believe it
But someday you will stand above your demons
(You're not beneath this)
If you write the story
You'll find out we're all stuck on the same page
'Cause sometimes things will bend you
But trust me you'll be fine
'Cause I've been moving mountains that I once had to climb
And life's not out to get you
Despite the things you've been through
'Cause what you give is what you get
And it doesn't make sense to me too
So pick yourself up
You can't change what's been
You must go (go) on (on)
And learn while you live
And when you see the signs saying hope is up ahead
Then you write a draft for a better end
'Cause sometimes things will bend you
But trust me you'll be fine
'Cause I've been moving mountains that I once had to climb
And life's not out to get you
Despite the things you've been through
'Cause what you give is what you get
Yeah, life's not out to get you (get you)
Yeah, life's not out to get you
Send the boat across that I created
Built out of the bones that I've been breaking
The sign you said you needed
Is there but you can't see it
You mark me down and out but you're still breathing
If you write the story
You'll find out we're all stuck on the same page
'Cause sometimes things will bend you
But trust me you'll be fine
'Cause I've been moving mountains that I once had to climb
And life's not out to get you
Despite the things you've been through
'Cause what you give is what you get
And it doesn't make sense to make do
The walls are caving in again
Happens every now and then
Always got me feeling like I'm f*cked (f*ck)
Falling in and out of bed, sleep so hard
Feel like I'm dead
Trying to get a grip is kinda rough
Say life has lost its meaning
And that's true if you believe it
But someday you will stand above your demons
(You're not beneath this)
If you write the story
You'll find out we're all stuck on the same page
'Cause sometimes things will bend you
But trust me you'll be fine
'Cause I've been moving mountains that I once had to climb
And life's not out to get you
Despite the things you've been through
'Cause what you give is what you get
And it doesn't make sense to me too
So pick yourself up
You can't change what's been
You must go (go) on (on)
And learn while you live
And when you see the signs saying hope is up ahead
Then you write a draft for a better end
'Cause sometimes things will bend you
But trust me you'll be fine
'Cause I've been moving mountains that I once had to climb
And life's not out to get you
Despite the things you've been through
'Cause what you give is what you get
Yeah, life's not out to get you (get you)
Yeah, life's not out to get you
Writer: Andrew Wade, Benedict Barlow, Jeremy Wade Mckinnon, Lloyd Robertson, Tom Denney, Benedict Kieran James Barlow, Lloyd Anthony Roberts, Thomas H Denney
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Lime St.
It's been a few days since I saw you last
And there's a few things that I have to ask
And so, the first is, "Do I hold you back?"
And, "Did I f*ck up too many times?"
Found the bad I know you'd find and
Just need some time and space
We've fallen out of place
But I pray to God we don't lose connection
Just need to see you smile
Or maybe stay a while
Before we lose all sense of direction
Is it too late to say, too late to say
That I'm sorry for things I do?
I'm missing you like shit today
And as the world spins on its axis
Seems like it's brought me back here
To say "Oh God, not this again"
And I haven't seen you smile this whole time
It bums me out and makes me wonder why I can't do right
And I'm trying my best, I promise (I promise)
And I want this as long as you want it
You asked me where we could meet
I found you there at Lime Street
One cig left in the packet
Stood shy in your Dad's jacket
A moment I'll always keep
Oh, take me back to Lime Street
I swear to God you saved me
I swear to God you saved me
Is it too late to say, too late to say
That I'm sorry for things I do?
I'm missing you like shit today
And as the world spins on its axis
Seems like it's brought me back here
To say "Oh God, not this again"
Is it too late to say, too late to say
That I'm sorry for things I do?
I'm missing you like shit today
And as the world spins on its axis
Seems like it's brought me back here
To say "Oh God, not this again"
Is it too late to say, too late to say
Is it too late to say, too late to say
Is it too late to say, too late to say
I swear to God you saved me
I swear to God you saved me
And there's a few things that I have to ask
And so, the first is, "Do I hold you back?"
And, "Did I f*ck up too many times?"
Found the bad I know you'd find and
Just need some time and space
We've fallen out of place
But I pray to God we don't lose connection
Just need to see you smile
Or maybe stay a while
Before we lose all sense of direction
Is it too late to say, too late to say
That I'm sorry for things I do?
I'm missing you like shit today
And as the world spins on its axis
Seems like it's brought me back here
To say "Oh God, not this again"
And I haven't seen you smile this whole time
It bums me out and makes me wonder why I can't do right
And I'm trying my best, I promise (I promise)
And I want this as long as you want it
You asked me where we could meet
I found you there at Lime Street
One cig left in the packet
Stood shy in your Dad's jacket
A moment I'll always keep
Oh, take me back to Lime Street
I swear to God you saved me
I swear to God you saved me
Is it too late to say, too late to say
That I'm sorry for things I do?
I'm missing you like shit today
And as the world spins on its axis
Seems like it's brought me back here
To say "Oh God, not this again"
Is it too late to say, too late to say
That I'm sorry for things I do?
I'm missing you like shit today
And as the world spins on its axis
Seems like it's brought me back here
To say "Oh God, not this again"
Is it too late to say, too late to say
Is it too late to say, too late to say
Is it too late to say, too late to say
I swear to God you saved me
I swear to God you saved me
Writer: Benedict Barlow, Daniel Washington, Lloyd Roberts, Philip Thorpe-Evans, Sebastian Barlow
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Serpents
Don't get too close
That place is haunted
Fear not the ghosts
'Cause she sent them running
She sleeps beneath the surface
Consorting with the serpents
She strikes without a purpose
A dark face in a corridor
Deceptively beautiful
She's watching you
She's in everything you do
Her kiss it tastes so sweet
But left me with a lethargy
I couldn't shake, I made a grave mistake
I gave her my heart, she didn't want it
Took it anyway and put a dark spell on it
Since then I haven't been the same
Needed a victim and she got it
Took me in with her song, powerless to stop it
Some men don't dare to speak her name
She picked me up from my decline
Healed my wounds with love and wine
Dosed me up and closed my eyes
A taste of poison
She gave me all that I desired
Sung the songs of angel choirs
Preached the words of death and fire and left me burning
I gave her my heart, she didn't want it
Took it anyway and put a dark spell on it
Since then I haven't been the same
Needed a victim and she got it
Took me in with her song, powerless to stop it
Some men don't dare to speak her name
She sleeps beneath the surface
Consorting with the serpents
She strikes without a purpose
That place is haunted
Fear not the ghosts
'Cause she sent them running
She sleeps beneath the surface
Consorting with the serpents
She strikes without a purpose
A dark face in a corridor
Deceptively beautiful
She's watching you
She's in everything you do
Her kiss it tastes so sweet
But left me with a lethargy
I couldn't shake, I made a grave mistake
I gave her my heart, she didn't want it
Took it anyway and put a dark spell on it
Since then I haven't been the same
Needed a victim and she got it
Took me in with her song, powerless to stop it
Some men don't dare to speak her name
She picked me up from my decline
Healed my wounds with love and wine
Dosed me up and closed my eyes
A taste of poison
She gave me all that I desired
Sung the songs of angel choirs
Preached the words of death and fire and left me burning
I gave her my heart, she didn't want it
Took it anyway and put a dark spell on it
Since then I haven't been the same
Needed a victim and she got it
Took me in with her song, powerless to stop it
Some men don't dare to speak her name
She sleeps beneath the surface
Consorting with the serpents
She strikes without a purpose
Writer: Andrew Wade, Benedict Barlow, Jeremy Wade Mckinnon, Lloyd Robertson, Tom Denney
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Beach Is For Lovers (Not Lonely Losers)
Sat on the stack, held it all back,
Let it all go to prevent a crack,
And it seems I miss you dearly.
Youth on my side, so I'll find the time,
I'll grow up someday but for now I'm fine,
I just wish that you were near me.
Glory days oh glory days behind me, set deep in tainted skin.
I'm well aware so don't remind me, how I can't seem to win.
Accept defeat, curse the cracks of empty streets.
But I don't wanna tell the same sad story,
Even if I did, you'd just ignore me.
I wear myself out trying to find an ending,
But I'll work this out when I stop pretending
that I could never let this go,
There's more to life than chasing ghosts,
But then hindsight's 20/20.
My old man once said "Take heed, don't wait until you're just like me,
To look back over history with nothing but regret".
So all my friends sang f*ck forever,
Live today and die together.
We don't wanna tell the same sad story,
Heard it all before and that's f*cking boring.
I wear myself out trying to find an ending,
But I'll work this out when I stop pretending
that I could never let this go,
There's more to life than chasing ghosts,
But then hindsight's 20/20.
Let it all go to prevent a crack,
And it seems I miss you dearly.
Youth on my side, so I'll find the time,
I'll grow up someday but for now I'm fine,
I just wish that you were near me.
Glory days oh glory days behind me, set deep in tainted skin.
I'm well aware so don't remind me, how I can't seem to win.
Accept defeat, curse the cracks of empty streets.
But I don't wanna tell the same sad story,
Even if I did, you'd just ignore me.
I wear myself out trying to find an ending,
But I'll work this out when I stop pretending
that I could never let this go,
There's more to life than chasing ghosts,
But then hindsight's 20/20.
My old man once said "Take heed, don't wait until you're just like me,
To look back over history with nothing but regret".
So all my friends sang f*ck forever,
Live today and die together.
We don't wanna tell the same sad story,
Heard it all before and that's f*cking boring.
I wear myself out trying to find an ending,
But I'll work this out when I stop pretending
that I could never let this go,
There's more to life than chasing ghosts,
But then hindsight's 20/20.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
December
Stumbled 'round the block a thousand times
You missed every call that I had tried
So now I'm giving up
A heartbreak in mid-December
You don't give a f*ck
You never remember me
While you're pulling on his jeans
Getting lost in the big city
I was looking out our window
Watching all the cars go
Wondering if I'll see Chicago
Or a sunset on the West Coast
Or will I die in the cold
Feeling blue and alone
I wonder if you'll ever hear this song on your stereo
I hope you get your ballroom floor
Your perfect house with rose red doors
I'm the last thing you'd remember
It's been a long lonely December
I wish I'd known that less is more
But I was passed out on the floor
That's the last thing I remember
It's been a long lonely December
Cast me aside to show yourself in a better light
I came out grieving, barely breathing and you came out alright
But I'm sure you'll take his hand
I hope he's better than I ever could've been
My mistakes were not intentions this is a list of my confessions I couldn't say
Pain is never permanent but tonight it's killing me
I hope you get your ball room floor
Your perfect house with rose red doors
I'm the last thing you'd remember
It's been a long lonely December
I wish I'd known that less is more
But I was passed out on the floor
That's the last thing I remember
It's been a long lonely December
I miss your face
You're in my head
There's so many things that I should have said
A year of suffering, a lesson learned
I miss your face
You're in my head
There's so many things that I should have said
A year of suffering, a lesson learned
I hope you get your ball room floor
Your perfect house with rose red doors
I'm the last thing you'd remember
It's been a long lonely December
(I miss you, I wish you well) I wish I'd known that less is more
(I miss you but I wish you well) but I was passed out on the floor
(I miss you, I miss you) that's the last thing I remember
It's been a long lonely December
You missed every call that I had tried
So now I'm giving up
A heartbreak in mid-December
You don't give a f*ck
You never remember me
While you're pulling on his jeans
Getting lost in the big city
I was looking out our window
Watching all the cars go
Wondering if I'll see Chicago
Or a sunset on the West Coast
Or will I die in the cold
Feeling blue and alone
I wonder if you'll ever hear this song on your stereo
I hope you get your ballroom floor
Your perfect house with rose red doors
I'm the last thing you'd remember
It's been a long lonely December
I wish I'd known that less is more
But I was passed out on the floor
That's the last thing I remember
It's been a long lonely December
Cast me aside to show yourself in a better light
I came out grieving, barely breathing and you came out alright
But I'm sure you'll take his hand
I hope he's better than I ever could've been
My mistakes were not intentions this is a list of my confessions I couldn't say
Pain is never permanent but tonight it's killing me
I hope you get your ball room floor
Your perfect house with rose red doors
I'm the last thing you'd remember
It's been a long lonely December
I wish I'd known that less is more
But I was passed out on the floor
That's the last thing I remember
It's been a long lonely December
I miss your face
You're in my head
There's so many things that I should have said
A year of suffering, a lesson learned
I miss your face
You're in my head
There's so many things that I should have said
A year of suffering, a lesson learned
I hope you get your ball room floor
Your perfect house with rose red doors
I'm the last thing you'd remember
It's been a long lonely December
(I miss you, I wish you well) I wish I'd known that less is more
(I miss you but I wish you well) but I was passed out on the floor
(I miss you, I miss you) that's the last thing I remember
It's been a long lonely December
Writer: Andrew Robert Wade, Benedict Kieran James Barlow, Jeremy Wade Mckinnon, Lloyd Anthony Roberts, Sebastian Matthew James Barlow
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Smooth Seas Dont Make Good Sailors
The leaves fell off as I did,
I guess it held some kind of meaning.
I've been lying in this bed of nails,
That let the wind out of my sails.
She left me on the bridge she's burning;
Hell, maybe I deserve it.
I'm just trying to find my purpose,
I hope that it's all worth it
There will come a time,
When you will face your life,
Don't let it twist and tear you up inside
The world's a f*cked up place,
But it depends on how you see it
Life is full of change,
You grow up and then you feel it
But smooth seas don't make good sailors,
Jump ship and head for failure,
Find yourself a tragedy,
Slowly lose your sanity
I'll be alright, your bark was worse than your bite.
Left a scar that faded with time,
Echoed out to the back of my mind
There will come a time,
When you will face your life,
Don't let it twist and tear you up inside
The world's a f*cked up place,
But it depends on how you see it
Life is full of change,
You grow up and then you feel it
But smooth seas don't make good sailors,
Jump ship and head for failure,
Find yourself a tragedy,
Slowly lose your sanity
I've been walking round in circles,
Cursed every corner of this town,
Will I make it out?
If I do then it's a godsend
I caught a bullet in-between my teeth
Could this finally be the end?
There will come a time,
When you will face your life,
Don't let it twist and tear you up inside
The world's a f*cked up place, but it depends on how you see it
Life is full of change, you grow up and then you feel it
But smooth seas don't make good sailors,
Jump ship and head for failure,
Find yourself a tragedy,
Slowly lose your sanity
I guess it held some kind of meaning.
I've been lying in this bed of nails,
That let the wind out of my sails.
She left me on the bridge she's burning;
Hell, maybe I deserve it.
I'm just trying to find my purpose,
I hope that it's all worth it
There will come a time,
When you will face your life,
Don't let it twist and tear you up inside
The world's a f*cked up place,
But it depends on how you see it
Life is full of change,
You grow up and then you feel it
But smooth seas don't make good sailors,
Jump ship and head for failure,
Find yourself a tragedy,
Slowly lose your sanity
I'll be alright, your bark was worse than your bite.
Left a scar that faded with time,
Echoed out to the back of my mind
There will come a time,
When you will face your life,
Don't let it twist and tear you up inside
The world's a f*cked up place,
But it depends on how you see it
Life is full of change,
You grow up and then you feel it
But smooth seas don't make good sailors,
Jump ship and head for failure,
Find yourself a tragedy,
Slowly lose your sanity
I've been walking round in circles,
Cursed every corner of this town,
Will I make it out?
If I do then it's a godsend
I caught a bullet in-between my teeth
Could this finally be the end?
There will come a time,
When you will face your life,
Don't let it twist and tear you up inside
The world's a f*cked up place, but it depends on how you see it
Life is full of change, you grow up and then you feel it
But smooth seas don't make good sailors,
Jump ship and head for failure,
Find yourself a tragedy,
Slowly lose your sanity
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I Hope This Comes Back to Haunt You
I sat inside with a heavy heart
Just wish you would think of me
Are you listening?
Ran round in circles 'til after dark
Didn't get very far
Wasn't meant to be
I never thought it would be this hard
It feels like you walked through me
I hope this comes back to haunt you
I hope this comes back to haunt you
Then maybe you would know just how it felt to be like me at my lowest
As you let me out the door, you tore me open
My final words were left unspoken
Told myself that this would be the last time you kept me awake
Some day you'll see, then it's too little too late
I wasn't good enough for you, and then you just stopped trying
What can I say?
I hope this comes back to haunt you
I hope this comes back to haunt you
I hope this comes back to haunt you
Told myself that this would be the last time you kept me awake
Some day you'll see, then you'll be stuck in this place
I wasn't good enough for you, and then you just stopped trying
What can I say?
And everyday that's passing is surely mine to seize
Did every wave that crashed in leave you washed up at her feet?
Wake up, the world seems bright out today
Life goes on, and things they change
Hands up if you've been left bruised and broken
Say "I'll be ok, I'll be ok"
Wake up, the world seems bright out today
Life goes on, and things they change
Hands up if you've been left bruised and broken
Say "I'll be ok, I'll be ok"
Wake up, the world seems bright out today
Life goes on, and things they change
Hands up if you've been left bruised and broken
Say "I'll be ok, I'll be ok"
Just wish you would think of me
Are you listening?
Ran round in circles 'til after dark
Didn't get very far
Wasn't meant to be
I never thought it would be this hard
It feels like you walked through me
I hope this comes back to haunt you
I hope this comes back to haunt you
Then maybe you would know just how it felt to be like me at my lowest
As you let me out the door, you tore me open
My final words were left unspoken
Told myself that this would be the last time you kept me awake
Some day you'll see, then it's too little too late
I wasn't good enough for you, and then you just stopped trying
What can I say?
I hope this comes back to haunt you
I hope this comes back to haunt you
I hope this comes back to haunt you
Told myself that this would be the last time you kept me awake
Some day you'll see, then you'll be stuck in this place
I wasn't good enough for you, and then you just stopped trying
What can I say?
And everyday that's passing is surely mine to seize
Did every wave that crashed in leave you washed up at her feet?
Wake up, the world seems bright out today
Life goes on, and things they change
Hands up if you've been left bruised and broken
Say "I'll be ok, I'll be ok"
Wake up, the world seems bright out today
Life goes on, and things they change
Hands up if you've been left bruised and broken
Say "I'll be ok, I'll be ok"
Wake up, the world seems bright out today
Life goes on, and things they change
Hands up if you've been left bruised and broken
Say "I'll be ok, I'll be ok"
Writer: Andrew Robert Wade, Benedict Kieran James Barlow, Daniel Washington, Jeremy Wade Mckinnon, Lloyd Anthony Roberts, Philip Michael Thorpe-Evans, Sebastian Matthew James Barlow
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Rock Bottom
Dancing on the grave you made to hide me,
Remove the pictures from the walls
'Cos they're reminding you of all the things you try so hard to hide.
She digs the grave, so she knows where she can find it.
And I don't have much to offer,
But had you loved me I'd have loved you back forever.
Here I am again, rock bottom.
Dug this hole to hell to rot in.
Shouldn't have ignored my friends,
It frayed the rope that they dropped in.
Here I lay again, rock bottom.
What was life like?
I've forgotten how the sun felt on my skin,
Resurrect and start again.
She said "you're distant from the world and self destructive",
But she still smiles and laughs along for self indulgence.
She's got her finger on the pulse, and she feels nothing,
She digs the grave so she can dance like no one's watching.
But I know you're chasing something,
Or has what you wanted got you scared and running?
And I know you're missing something,
Because I felt there that night, and caught you blushing
Here I am again, rock bottom.
Dug this hole to hell to rot in.
Shouldn't have ignored my friends,
It frayed the rope that they dropped in.
Here I lay again, rock bottom.
What was life like?
I've forgotten how the sun felt on my skin,
Resurrect and start again.
The ebb and flow of life is a mystery,
So I guess I'll never know.
I got caught up in our history,
So I think it's time for me to let this go. [x2]
Here I am again, rock bottom.
Dug this hole to hell to rot in.
Shouldn't have ignored my friends,
It frayed the rope that they dropped in.
Here I lay again, rock bottom.
What was life like?
I've forgotten how the sun felt on my skin,
Resurrect and start again.
Break out, I need to break out, I need to break out,
Gotta get me out or I'm gonna break down,
I'm gonna break down,
I've hit rock bottom.
Resurrect and start again. [x2]
Remove the pictures from the walls
'Cos they're reminding you of all the things you try so hard to hide.
She digs the grave, so she knows where she can find it.
And I don't have much to offer,
But had you loved me I'd have loved you back forever.
Here I am again, rock bottom.
Dug this hole to hell to rot in.
Shouldn't have ignored my friends,
It frayed the rope that they dropped in.
Here I lay again, rock bottom.
What was life like?
I've forgotten how the sun felt on my skin,
Resurrect and start again.
She said "you're distant from the world and self destructive",
But she still smiles and laughs along for self indulgence.
She's got her finger on the pulse, and she feels nothing,
She digs the grave so she can dance like no one's watching.
But I know you're chasing something,
Or has what you wanted got you scared and running?
And I know you're missing something,
Because I felt there that night, and caught you blushing
Here I am again, rock bottom.
Dug this hole to hell to rot in.
Shouldn't have ignored my friends,
It frayed the rope that they dropped in.
Here I lay again, rock bottom.
What was life like?
I've forgotten how the sun felt on my skin,
Resurrect and start again.
The ebb and flow of life is a mystery,
So I guess I'll never know.
I got caught up in our history,
So I think it's time for me to let this go. [x2]
Here I am again, rock bottom.
Dug this hole to hell to rot in.
Shouldn't have ignored my friends,
It frayed the rope that they dropped in.
Here I lay again, rock bottom.
What was life like?
I've forgotten how the sun felt on my skin,
Resurrect and start again.
Break out, I need to break out, I need to break out,
Gotta get me out or I'm gonna break down,
I'm gonna break down,
I've hit rock bottom.
Resurrect and start again. [x2]
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Life's Not out to Get You is the second studio album by Welsh pop punk band Neck Deep. Following the success of their debut album, Wishful Thinking (2014), the majority of the band members quit their day jobs and vocalist Ben Barlow dropped out of university. Working with Jeremy McKinnon, Andrew Wade and Tom Denney, the band recorded their second album between December 2014 and January 2015. Following recording the band immediately went on tour.
Life's Not out to Get You was preceded by two singles: "Can't Kick Up the Roots" in May 2015 and "Gold Steps" in July. "Can't Kick Up the Roots" charted at number 16 in the UK on the Rock & Metal Singles chart. In early August, "Threat Level Midnight" was made available for streaming. It was released by Hopeless on 14 August. The album charted at number 8 in the UK, reached the top 20 in the US, and reached the top 40 in Ireland and Australia. It is the band's final album to feature their full original lineup. Nine days after the release of the album, guitarist Lloyd Roberts left the band due to allegations of sexual misconduct, which were dropped soon after.
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Neck DeepLife's Not out to Get You was preceded by two singles: "Can't Kick Up the Roots" in May 2015 and "Gold Steps" in July. "Can't Kick Up the Roots" charted at number 16 in the UK on the Rock & Metal Singles chart. In early August, "Threat Level Midnight" was made available for streaming. It was released by Hopeless on 14 August. The album charted at number 8 in the UK, reached the top 20 in the US, and reached the top 40 in Ireland and Australia. It is the band's final album to feature their full original lineup. Nine days after the release of the album, guitarist Lloyd Roberts left the band due to allegations of sexual misconduct, which were dropped soon after.
Genre(s): Pop punk, punk rock
Producer(s): Jeremy McKinnon, Andrew Wade
Length: 36:17
Released: August 14th, 2015
Year: 2015