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Intro
01:21
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I drank the water from your glass
I can still feel the taste of your lips
But I can't feel anything else
And I don't know what is worse
This is for you, I wrote this all for you
You better listen carefully, cos I dedicate this all to you
Blank Canvas, Consequences, So Much For Forever
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Blank Canvas
03:23
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You might call it a blank canvas
A new start, a new beginning
I could leave behind everything (everything)
Ten thousand miles away from home
Been a month and my room's a mess
But really, I couldn't care less
All the cold nights and empty beds
Oh, I don't care if I'm alone
I don't care if I'm on my own
Because I know I can fix this
I can't be considered helpless
Anymore
Anymore….
I've got the whole world at my feet
Look at of all the things I can be
I will no longer accept defeat
The water's not as deep as it seems
And now there's nothing stopping me!
It's another Saturday night
The world outside is raving on
And I'm here listening to sad songs
Doing what I usually do
Cause it's easy and it feels right
But it's the time for something new
Put on my jacket and new shirt
Because this time I'll make it work
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Consequences
03:40
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Consequences that you have to face
But you try to frame it all on me
The bag of burden that I have to carry
Along with your loss of sanity
Whats the point when I'm just a resource
That you don't care about, unless when you require
Someone to prove your innocence
But we all know you're a liar
I'm sick and tired of listening to your bullshit issues
That don't mean a thing
Can't you see the shadows under my eyes
From all the late nights, you force me into x2
Watching you fall for the wrong guys
Is just second nature to me
You remind me of the footprints on a beach
Fading, like the promises you keep
I hope you're happy with your choices
Because this is the sort of life you want to lead
So when you're having a crisis
Remember, this is who you want to be
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I know I push you away sometimes
All these worries leave a seed for thought
I've been dealing with them on my own
And you're the closest I've ever got
To fulfilling all of my dreams
The gleam of your eyes feels like home
And now you've left me home alone
But where are we now?
Where are we now?
I know you'd be nowhere to be found
And I'm starting to lose my ground
Can you at least show me a sign?
All I ever wanted to do was call you mine
It didn't take long for you to move on
This abandoned home is full of ghosts
Yet as empty as the far east coast
It was always longing for some love
But I guess it'll have to stay this way
The picture frames remain the same
And your conscious remains unwary
The love that this home used to hold
Is now gone, and it's never been this cold
I know you'd be nowhere to be found
And I'm starting to lose my ground
Can you at least show me a sign?
All I ever wanted to do was call you mine
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