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Thinking Sideways
03:59
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I'm thinking sideways, seeing roads that I can take. Feeling misplaced, but it feels okay. I'm fearing shadows, casted from my disbelief, hearing whispers in my mind played on repeat. Faceless and nameless, to the people in this place, they could care less about the things I say or do unless I give them reason to turn their heads. Get up walk to the stage, their gaze follows me the whole way. Watching every step that I take because one misstep puts my life at stake. Please save me. I put my words in your hands please don't use them as a weapon, if you can understand them please save me. Be careful how you spell them they're all poison with a rhythm. Make you think sideways. No one sane here will remain. The only pedestal I have I'm ashamed, are the hardships I've obtained and put into words to express my pain. Everyone sings along. It seems like I'm not the only one who's running from their own minds every night despite these nights in front of a thousand lights. Please save me. Put my words in your hands please don't use them as a weapon, if you can understand them please save me. Be careful how you spell them they're all poison with a rhythm, make you think sideways.
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Not Ready
04:04
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Another photo shoot of the happy couple. Trip to Jamaica for some newly-wed trouble. All of a sudden every cost starts to double. Happy for my friends but I need to struggle, just a little bit longer. Then I want to fall in love with a girl who writes our future name, on a notebook. Talks about me with no shame. Consistently drinks me under the table. Drags me to church. Loves past my stumbles. Brings out the best in me and loves the worst. Think I found her and that’s what hurts because I know, I know, I’m not ready. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I want to kiss a few more lips before the lights turn on. Wake up drunk a few more times on my neighbor’s lawn. Trip to Vegas and ride the red train until I’m broke. Then ride the train home, try to bum a few smokes. I don’t even smoke. Then I want to fall in love with a girl who writes our future name on a notebook. Talks about me with no shame. Consistently drinks me under the table. Drags me to church. Loves past my stumbles. Brings out the best in me and loves the worst. Think I found her and that’s what hurts because I know, I know, I’m not ready .No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. This shirt isn’t me, I don’t wear collars except for church and New Years eve. These shoes aren’t mine. Don’t have Velcro straps but the label design. And my hair, short with gel, not long. Like hell, something’s wrong. Can you not tell? Giving up freedom for cash in my pocket. Sold my grandma’s World War Two locket. I never thought it would catch up with me so quickly. I miss me waking up hung over barely sober the third night over but I’m older and she asks me to watch a movie with her family. Drinking decaf coffee. It’s only the beginning. Who is who I used to be? Wearing baggy sweats haven’t washed for weeks. Drinking because hell, it’s been a hell of a week and I could avoid responsibility. She’s putting on me. She’s putting on me. She’s putting on me. No, no, no, I’m not ready for a girl who writes our future name, on a notebook. Talks about me with no shame. Consistently drinks me under the table. Drags me to church. Loves past my stumbles. Brings out the best in me and loves the worst. Think I found her and that’s scaring me. I know, I know, I’m not ready. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I know, I know, I’m not ready. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
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Addiction
04:10
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Hesitate, make a new feeling you can't recreate. You'll try anything. They say get addicted or fall in love either way it will burn you up. Mediate, the demons in your head. Don't underestimate the thoughts they mimic because murder is less than cards if cards can do the trick. It's a sleight of hand, please understand the illusions will stick. Weak man, control not my soul, broken from the hammer I hold. This mirror is shattered but I see just fine, reflections uncover, pieces of my mind. Asphyxiate, myself a little more. It accommodates, fear of the passage on, when it's hard to tell heaven from hell from the feelings I've felt. Earthly fate flows through my veins to the dirt where I'll stay. Weak man, control not my soul, broken from the hammer I hold. This mirror is shattered but I see just fine, reflections uncover, pieces of my mind. Are these my thoughts or not? Misguided I'm fraught with temptations on my heart, go easy on me please. Weak man, control not my soul, broken from the hammer I hold. This mirror is shattered but I see just fine, reflections uncover, pieces of my mind. Are these my thoughts or not? Misguided I'm fraught with temptations on my heart, go easy on me please.
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Evelyne
03:36
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Evelyne, don’t you dream. Fate already knows what you need. Enjoy what you have and let go of the wheel. Let your mind be still. You have your mother’s eyes, your father’s heart. And now they’re both worlds apart. You’re stuck in a life that you can’t restart. It’s the hardest part. Uncover your eyes. It’s all in your head. Cast away the life that you dread. The others may see only the rain. But you know by now it washes away the pain. Look how you’ve grown. You’re young and beautiful. Eyes stare you know it’s not unusual. There’s just so much that the world will give to you, if you lose your virtue. Uncover your eyes. It’s all in your head. Cast away the life that you dread. The others may see only the rain. But you know by now it washes away the pain. Lets begin this tug of war of life and sin. Don’t lose your grip or else you might not make it out alive. Evelyne, uncover your eyes. It’s all in your head. Cast away the life that you dread. The others may see only the rain. But you know by now it washes away the pain. Evelyne, don’t you dream. Fate already knows what you need. Enjoy what you have and let go of the wheel. Let your mind be still.
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Parables
03:04
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I’ll race you to the end of time so we can cross the finish line to know, the meaning of it all. You look at me so confused like you got better things to do and that’s alright. Sometimes I don’t realize the moments I waste just trying to get through. Don’t get the taste because I swallow too soon. Please don’t tell me you haven’t felt this too. That life’s too short and that’s a blessing for a few. Don’t fix your eyes on what’s behind. Realize we won’t make it out alive. Grab ahold of the ones you love and don’t let go. Because life’s too short to go it alone. I can’t steady my hand. The thought of your absence lingers. Ease me from this state of mind. Always walking a thin line. Parables to avoid sweet lies, I believe them. I’m drowning in the shallow end. All these thoughts have made me grow numb. Can’t escape no matter how fast I run. We all must face when our time has come. Life’s too short and that’s a blessing for some. Don’t fix your eyes on what’s behind. Realize we won’t make it out alive. Grab ahold of the ones you love and don’t let go. Because life’s too short to go it alone.
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Footprints
04:53
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Breathe in the air you know isn’t yours. Look in the mirror, vision is blurred. Scream but hear no words. Trapped within their world. The clothes on your back define who you are. The knowledge you have, won’t get you far. Sell your soul to learn how to live for yourself. Borrowed time with interest, I’m interested in this system. Give me time so I can live just to give you all my time. It’s counterintuitive. It’s how we choose to live. Forced by influence because we didn’t know better and listened. We didn’t know better and listened. We didn’t know better and listened. So we followed the footprints that led us astray from the ones who made their own path. Say it’s the only way. This can’t be the only way. I will find my own way. I want to live without this noose tied around my neck. If I stray too far it tightens, won’t let me forget. Where I stand or who I am but slowly lets me forget who I want to be, because we didn’t know better and listened. We didn’t know better and listened. We didn’t know better and listened. So we followed the footprints that led us astray from the ones who made their own path. Say it’s the only way. This can’t be the only way. I will find my own way.
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glass cases Denver, Colorado
glass cases brings a whole new energy to the pop/synth-rock genre. the acrobatic vocals of bassist alex van keulen are
paired with the spoken word stylings of austin seifert, bouncing between ukulele & piano, giving the group an attention-grabbing sound underpinned by the dynamic rhythms of drummer cameron greene.
the trio has been making their presence heard in their native state of colorado.
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