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The Nerve
03:16
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She likes to sing unto the night. She likes to dance under the moonlight. With fear and freedom in her eyes she never asks for help. She parties hard until the sun is shining. Shes always searching but shes never finding that certain typenof guy that her mom will like and her dad wont want to kill. I know I feel alright but I'm a fuckin mess. I know I'm playing nice but I'm not your friend. Somehow I'm choking on the words I know I'll probably never say to you. And now its hard to find the nerve, my severed spine is what I gave to you. I think I lost my will to fight. Sometimes it burns under the spotlight. I can't believe my bloodshot eyes are all that I have left.
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Reckless
02:58
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I couldn't believe I was a dissapointment to myself and my friends. Its hard to forget the things you think when you're alone. I tried to forgive myself for taking off and for running reckless. It's never that easy when youre neurotic to the bone. I wanna believe you but there wasnt a choice to. We live like we were born to die and be hungover. Somehow we always end up here. The more that we drink the more these nights are a blur. We got alot to forget still. We got a lot to forget.
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Empty House
02:58
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I broke down the walls. She scratched up the floor. And when we were done she only wanted some more. We tore the roof off. We broke the windows right out. And now that you're gone I'm in this empty house. You shattered the lights. I kicked in the doors. Knocked everything off the shelves and emptied out all the drawers. We didn't do this by hand. We did this with our own mouth. Said all the wrong words again. Stuck in this empty house.
I broke down the walls. She scratched up the floor. And when we were done she only wanted some more. We tore the roof off. We broke the windows right out. And now that you're gone I'm in this empty house. We shattered the mirrors. Put cracks in the sink. Now that both of you are gone.. I only sleep when i drink. We didn't do this by hand. We did this with our own mouth. Said all the wrong words again. Stuck in this empty house.
We have all of th same damn problems. We never find the same solutions. We have the fucking same damn problems. We even have the same delusions.
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dead rest Chicago, Illinois
Dead Rest was born in 2018 around the Starved Rock area of Illinois. Influences range between punk rock, alternative, and post hardcore. Cliche and catchy lyrics about wild nights, terrible mistakes, mental health and self discovery. Dead Rest aim to write relatable and emotionally driven music. ... more
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