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Hiding
04:12
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What are the lyrics to “Hiding”?
I’m drowning, I can’t breathe.
Attempts to blank out life’s setbacks and things that I’m unhappy about
my own self.
Only logical endpoint: always left alone in a room with a bottle in my grasp and no one left around me.
At first successfully hiding the true extent of my addiction from my family, my friends, my workmates and my peers.
Getting back up on my feet just to spiral back down again.
So stressful for my loved ones when exposed to my self-destruction.
Signs that I’m out of control.
Normalising excessive consumption, causing irreparable damage to my health and relationships.
Unaware how destructive.
Exasperating my friends again and again and again.
Just one more. Just one more. Just one more.
Demanding and then rejecting help and advice from all who want nothing but to break through to me and help me walk away for good.
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Dull
03:54
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What are the lyrics to “Dull”?
Let’s try something else this time, he said as he took down more notes.
All of which I am unable to read.
I pay him handsomely to try and help me.
The list of side effects on the paper inside the box of my new cure is much longer this time.
Makes me feel sick.
I made eye contact with a passer-by as I left.
Better make sure that won’t happen again.
Home safe and I think about how much easier that it would be if I could draw the map of what exactly goes on inside my head.
A brilliant diagram with keys and labels to help him help me; but I can’t.
The dull edge on my 2B pencil needs sharpening again.
It’s always so fucking dull no matter how many times I try to fix it.
I’ll use it anyway, I can read it.
Just because you can’t, doesn’t mean that I can’t.
I’m sitting alone again, really should get up and get ready.
It’s far too sunny outside today, so I better not go.
The distance from here to the door is much further away than I once thought.
I’ll just stay here and sleep on the floor, it’s much more safe here.
I made eye contact with a passer-by as I left, better make sure that won’t happen again.
I made eye contact with a passer-by as I left, I wish it wouldn’t happen.
* This song was written for Tegan.
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Vestiges Brisbane, Australia
angular punk band from Meanjin (Brisbane), Australia
dan, craig, matt, stu & ads.
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