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Escapism
02:22
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I feel my hands
They're burning ends
And scratching out
All memories
The things I sustain / feeding illusions
Reviving what's dead / just to die
The things I sustain / feeding illusions
Reviving what's dead / just to die another day
Time is static / but slips away
Acts of no worth, but comfort still valued
Hiding away the shame
Throwing what's left, forced by my own
Throwing what's left / I should know better
The life I long
The life I long and keep throwing away
But still I dream / But still I dream
Reviving what's dead, just to die another day
Acting
Conniving
Choking
All Efforts
Reaching at the point of no return
Crying out for help
Reaching for a hand / I can't undo it all
I can't undo it all
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Dive
02:28
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Confront yourself to face reality
Dive in the mess they made
Let it all find a way in
It's not about easy living
To differ is a sin in a world that praises the wicked
Bow down before them
They offer peace, perfecting war
They offer peace, perfecting war
Let truth be untold
Let the blindfold drop
Let the blindfold drop
Is it really needed
Certainty for a man to act
Life happens now
We lost control
Searching for the handle
We lost control
We lost control
It's not about easy living
It's not about easy living
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Vestige
01:36
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I remember breathing on my own
Witnessed the rush of living
I'm blind
Did I ever see
Things I felt familiar
All across my head
Is this mine, what is mine
Is this me, what's me
All between everything and nothing
Still empty
Castrated body of what once were
Free but insecure
Retaining the pain / retaining the pain
Making excuses
But everything is bound to an end / bound to an end
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On and on I try to leave behind all these things
Cause when I die I will be taking away all of these
On and on repeating I am sane
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Apparition
01:10
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A life in bloom
Kept in a room
Only for so long so to wither
Rising walls
Fending fears
Nothing to feel / nothing to feel at all
Running away from everything
That needs me to differ
Just me and my routine
I feel safe here
I think I feel
I feel safe here
What is safe?
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Idle
03:42
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Spinning head
Tied on stick
World comes running
Then comes panic
Standing / staring
Harder, then not
Losing life / with every glance
So you can adorn it and make it your own
Something to be proud of
So you can adorn it and make it your own
Something to be proud of
But you'd be better off dead
Still the feeling of accomplishment is there
Getting used to what you've been told
Variety of doses / variety of doses
If there's no worry / there ain't no hope
Feeling sorry / it hurts i know
This is a mess, far from bliss
How could you end up like this
When everything else falls apart
A stray with no name
No worry, no hope
Free to make things right
When everything else falls apart
A stray with no name
No worry, no hope
Free to make things right
I won't leave this behind
Just found a place to call home.
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Broken Fingers Athens, Greece
H.C. | Bass - Vocals
N-O.C. | Guitar
A.E. | Guitar - Vocals
N.H. | Drums
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