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Demo 2010

by Breathing Room

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1.
When the crowd breaks up, there's nowhere left to go. What has pride ever done for you? It builds you up. It always brings you back down. How long can you hold onto the past when there's no way out of right now? Where's compassion when the lights go down, and the only affection left is in your head? How many times can I count the folds, vague outlines of a life that's not my own? I remember when my choices meant more. I remember when I knew that things would go my way. I remember when the future still meant something to me. I remember my life. I remember my life. I remember when my choices still meant something to me. I remember when I knew that things would go my way. I remember when the future still meant something to me. I remember my life. I remember my life. And when the crows breaks up there's no one left but you.
2.
I'm fucking done with wasting the time of my life: ignoring values, voiding my time. Believe in illusions of joy-- that there's something left for me. Cheated out of ambition because I know I'll die alone-- so sick of sick and tired, so sick of being alone. I know I know I know that I'm a wreck Without regret, I'd do it all over again I can't I can't I can't break out of this cycle knowing full well I'll never be good enough for you. Time and time again I learn this road never ends. You're not allowed to be happy. You're not allowed to be proud. You're not supposed to smile. You're not allowed to move on. You're not allowed to be happy. You're not allowed to be proud. You're not supposed to smile. You're not allowed to move on.
3.
Ghosts 01:37
Who are you to tell me who I am, that I should change the life I've led? Tune out the noise of a screaming ego-- your sense of higher ground. So quick to judge, quicker to defend: your vanity has its tastes. Go hide behind your perfect image, and I'll stare back at mine. I'm not afraid of ghosts I can't see, I'm don't believe in you. How's it feel to know that you're a winner? I know I don't need you. I don't believe in ghosts I can't see I know I have my own. I don't need anyone but me I know I don't need you I've done my fucking time. I've said my fucking peace. I've paid my fucking dues. I know my fucking place. I'm not afraid of ghosts I can't see. I know I have my own I'm not afraid of ghosts I can't see. I'm not afraid of you. I'm not afraid of ghosts.
4.
Tie those stars and stripes around your neck. This fire burns with a human sense of humility. I'll take the lives you sacrifice, forgotten over time.. What happened to "give me your tired, your poor"? What happened to human dignity? Call it your pride. Call it right. Call it defense. Make your excuses. You fucking complain about losing identity? I fucking complain about people like you. You say they disgrace the American dream? You're a fucking disgrace to the way that we live. "Oh, the humanity?" "Oh, the humanity." You call this humanity? I call it insanity. "Oh, the humanity?" "Oh, the humanity." You call this humanity? I call it insanity. I call it a fucking excuse.
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Georgia 01:31
I've been here before: balancing the line; trying hard to hide the lies and recognize the truth. Going through the stages, we let the problems rise. Ignore the signs. Can't you recognize a dying breed? Hide behind a mask of honesty. You cloud your mind with phony modesty. Show me what I can't see anymore. I am who I am and I'm sorry that you're not. We'll never be the perfect picture you've drawn up. I need to catch my breath. I know who I am. I've got Georgia on my mind: deny, deny, deny, deny, deny. I know exactly where to point the blame. What kind of friend deals out this fucking pain? Love me. Hate me. Hold me. Control me. Either way I'm fucking through with you.
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Simple mistakes seal up the fate you've made Keep running from the knowledge-- you know it, don't deny it-- you did this to yourself. Lost the goals of living life, missed the point of being alive. The world collects your fucking debts Running from no one, you'll end up alone with your thoughts and you're nothing: a fable defining merciless greed. But I know this circus won't change the past. Swagger is all you've ever known, it's the only thing you do well. But you know the silver spoon can't feed you here, won't clear your fucking name. You dug your grave the day you ran away. Running from no one, you'll end up alone and dejected. You're nothing: A fable. Defining ethics of dollars and cents, and you know you can't fucking let go. You wrote the book yourself. This chapter's about you: the day you played your role; the day you ruined your own life. Circus won't change the past. Swagger is all you've ever known, it's the only thing you do well. The silver spoon can't feed you here. It won't clear your fucking name. You carved your epitaph the day you ran away.

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released October 13, 2010

Entirely recorded and mixed by Metal Pete Lloyd (plloyd11@gmail.com) at Club 33 in New Brunswick, N.J., and his house in Highland Park, N.J.

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