1. |
All Clear
03:40
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I used to dabble in a lot before you know
Understanding why people never change
You stand ugly in your shirt to start spreading all the dirt
Never be anything you can't change
Taking photographs on a halfway boardwalk
Glow in your eyes and skin with chalk
Bleed irregularly and understanding why
I'm think first do maybe kinda guy
Alright
Ok
I think I'm gonna like this story
So I'll be right here passed out
All clear
Take a charge off the whole show
I never knew that pain had such good flow
Stay proud with the dirt in your shirt
Never be anything that can't be truly earned
Breathing in the stale ale smell
Do people really want to spend time well
I'm starting to believe I'm starting to see
Why we have our problems with history
Alright
Ok
I think I'm gonna like this story
So I'll be right here passed out
All clear
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2. |
Regrettable Grace
02:45
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I feel dense in my mind
Pretend to grow up
I got feeling inside my head I store up
We walk sideways against the crowded windows
They see nothing at all but shaded figures
I see nothing I can't pretend
Others breathe in and start to spend
All of their feelings in the same place
What do you have to say
Regrettable Grace
Crease in the sheets you got me getting out of
I feel so confined and start to fold up
I know its all the same if you start losing
But I'm the game it's all you've ever played
What are you gonna do
I see nothing I can't pretend
Others breathe in and start to spend
All of their feelings in the same place
What do I have to say
Regrettable Grace
I see nothing I can't pretend
Others breathe in and start to spend
All of the feelings in the same place
What do I have to say
Regrettable Grace
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3. |
Vultures
04:07
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Baby you know I got you something
Looking around, it's all the same to me
Blend into everything I know and
Breathing instead of learning how to scream
I told them all but they wouldn't believe me
It would seem more real if it wasn't all a dream
I learn to be everything that you hate
It's societies fault for making fools kings
And your stepping your mind
What do you find
You gotta pick a side
We all got a line
We all gotta stare up at the sky and understand
We gotta stare up at the sky and have a plan
We gotta believe all we hear from reasonable men
We gotta steal everything from the discount can
We're victims of popular culture and here we are
Victims of kings and vultures and here we are
Victims of popular culture and here we are
Victims of kings and vultures
My symphony of hyperbole will be dated quickly in the next few years
Trends change and people stay but I think we all have different fears
I'm starting to sink into the progress people made and now I know
Why we try to hide
And your stepping your mind
What do you find
You gotta pick a side
We all got a line
We all gotta stare up at the sky and understand
We gotta stare up at the sky and have a plan
We gotta believe all we hear from reasonable men
We gotta steal everything from the discount can
We're victims of popular culture and here we are
Victims of kings and vultures and here we are
Victims of popular culture and here we are
Victims of kings and vultures
I want more than I would like to say
You look at me with sense that it will be ok
LA
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4. |
Upstate
04:00
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Just the thought of it
I shake my mind to myself
And all the little things
That tell me lies wouldn't help
But then the bell rings
And all the saviors look the other way
Take it upstate
And tell the goons who run the show
And all the cheap seats
That learn to dance in all the snow
And I am burnt out
Just like the embers in the sky in October
I'm not sure what they say is the truth man
I pay to read what I can see on the witness stand
And I know that we're all tired of being the same
And members of the game
I break down into little tiny pieces that you munch on
Turns out you got no one to see all of your bail outs
I'm not narcissistic enough to be older
Take it upstate
And tell the goons who run the show
And all the cheap seats
That learn to dance in all the snow
And I am burnt out
Just like the embers in the sky in October
I'm not sure what they say is the truth man
I pay to read what I can see on the witness stand
And I know that we're all tired of being the same
And members of the game
I'm not sure what they say is the truth man
I pay to read what I can see on the witness stand
And I know that we're all tired of being the same
And members of the game
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5. |
Something Good
03:17
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Taking my lies and packing up
Twenty four hours no service
Your face blends into the sheets
And its just another voice in the echo
Baby I'm not sure if you're in my life
I feel something good but it's not alright
We look, we try, we live, we die but it's
Coming up a little short
Baby I'm not sure if you're in my life
Reflections in the mind of the back seat
Saving all your life to just play taxi
Pick one up and tell em at the end
What's his fair and give me a good rating
Baby I'm not sure if you're in my life
I feel something good but it's not alright
We look, we try, we live, we die but it's
Coming up a little short
Baby I'm not sure if you're in my life
We used to talk about
Looking at houses every damn morning
We tried to decompress
Grown up feeling jaded
We started to be honest and happy and tragic
We started to be lonely to be something, to be something
Baby I'm not sure if you're in my life
I feel something good but it's not alright
We look, We try, We live, We die but it's
Coming up a little short
Baby I'm not sure if you're in my life
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6. |
Television Romance
03:36
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I used to know what I felt in my mind
And I still believe that somethings nothing paranoid loving
I wanna know if I slip into regret
I gotta level with ya
I don't believe it but I gotta keep on moving on
Softly falling on broken leaves
Gotta be on this like two time pscho-pathic robotics
I can't believe that we choose to fall into these traps
I can't believe moral victory is over the dead sea
Painted houses
Bored spouses
And wooden fences
Taking expanses
Wanna have children and a small dog
Happiness escapes like a thick fog
Breathe
My symphony of hyperbole will be dated quickly in the next few years
Trends change and people stay
But I think that we all have different fears
I'm starting sink into the progress people made
And now I know why we try to hide
Painted houses
Bored spouses
And wooden fences
Taking expanses
Wanna have children and a small dog
Happiness escapes like a thick fog
And I'm moving like a ghost
As I move to the outpost
The only place I've ever been that gets respect for your man
And if I'm in the street
I'm getting heat from the old man
The only thing I've ever seen is the back of his hand
Puts it up four miles high
Wonder how he think he's such a wise guy
Came up from the top
Sucking bottom-feeding bones dry
I need to escape
Free myself from all this red tape
The world is just a bunch of words
The people sing em back like birds
And if I ever catch you following the path of an average joe
I'm gonna throw you up and leave you stuck in the trees
How can you do this to me man, jeez
A remedy made when I was 18
And I know that everyone starts to fall back into the scene of
Painted houses
Bored spouses
And wooden fences
Taking expanses
Wanna have children and a small dog
Happiness escapes like a thick fog
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7. |
Forward Thinking
03:22
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Waking up in the morning
Turning around to know that it's storming
Close the shades, everything's inside
Just another way to pretend to hide
Understand what I'm saying
Looking so fast that you know that I'm praying
Everything around us will start dancing
Gotta get along or you know we'll get frantic
Losing some steam now darling
Telephones kings and queens can't stand it
Look em in the eye like a terrible person
I know it's weird but we both deserve it
I'm taking my mind off of something
I'm taking my mind off of something
Write it off like it's less than nothing
I never believed that it was a problem
I'm not sure if you wanna play the saint
Pulling me up from here
Pulling me up from fear
I get it that you really just want to be someone going through
The motion and the treads that life gave you
But now you gotta sit down
And you gotta understand
Cool and collected on the freeway
Telling me off like it's no big deal
I understand that we're short a lot
But you gotta understand that we're never gonna stop
They can doubt all they want to
Calling it off like it's nothing
But I like to pretend to be more than something
I'm done with cardboard cutouts
Singing the songs like a Pennsylvania roadhouse
Driving along the broken road
Of Childhood dreams of broken bone
I'm losing gas and I'm stalling
Wonder if I'll get it all going
Never mind the facts that I've been told now
I'm sick of dying in slowmo
I'm not sure if you wanna play the saint
Pulling me up from here
Pulling me up from fear
I get it that you really just want to be someone going through
The motion and the treads that life gave you
But now you gotta sit down
And you gotta understand
I'll laugh it away
I don't know what I can say
I'll laugh it away
I don't know what I can say
Baby I know it's all the same to you
So let's go
I'm not sure if you wanna play the saint
Pulling me up from here
Pulling me up from fear
I get it that you really just want to be someone going through
The motion and the treads that life gave you
But now you gotta sit down
And you gotta understand
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8. |
Walking on a Budget
03:36
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Bring it back before you saw me
Hang up the phone before you call me
Map it out on the destruction webpage
Learn to spell, I can't wait
And now I know
Wearing one thousand coats
Standing in the rain
Oh no
Shifting gears
On the way to learning the game
On no
Spending money and hope
To start to think they're the same
Oh no
Spell it out, make a scene of anger
Learn to be something out of danger
I used to yell and I used to know her
I never knew nothing but a boardwalk soldier
And then it starts, again, again, again, again
Losing touch
On the way to fortune and fame
Oh no
I read a magazine once
Who told me what was my name
Oh no
Overrated friends
In a subway stain
Oh no
Baby you shake my life
I read a magazine once
Who told me what was my name
Overrated friends
And a subway stain
Wearing one thousand coats
Standing in the rain
Shifting gears
On the way to learning the game
Should have never told them
It was all the way
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9. |
The Sun
04:48
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Save Virginia
It'd take a mountain
I like to pretend you know what I am
Is it the morning
Or lack of waiting
That taught me to be so insecure
And here we looking down at something
Never pretend it was nothing at all
People lie and people grow up
Learn to be free and fold up I'm sure
It's all the same, it's all the same
Good morning universe
I try to be the one
Who looks up at the sun
She looks down anyway
We try to be the fun
For one thousand smoking guns
Take the storms
Take the things
Stand up and take a seat
I believe you
Can you tell
I believe into the eyes I sell
I used to see them
The drained faces
I don't want em anymore
Drink the sorrow
Eat the wonder
Why must we justify everything
And here we go looking at the ground
And spinning here understanding everything
I don't know
Sun parched houses and missing spouses
Is this just the american dream
Good morning universe
I try to be the one
Who looks up at the sun
She looks down anyway
We try to be the fun
For one thousand smoking guns
Take the storms
Take the things
Stand up and take a seat
I believe you
Can you tell
I believe into the eyes I sell
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