Yesterday's News

by Strike to Survive

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Strike to Survives first LP.

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released 25 June 2013

Jack Shirley - Mixing and Mastering

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Track Name: Dead Reckoning
Born with a wick of patience that won't last
in a roman candle burning fast
a flawless record of plastic smiles
and counterfeit interactions

I wonder why it's taken so long to give up
the truth and just carry on
crawl around for days on end
wallow in the dirt for a solution
the planets of youth are so far away orbiting my head in a dizzy haze
itching with the sins of knowing
injected with a fear that won't stop growing
find peace go insane
or a new reason to complain
sit up straight act your age
when push comes to shove its all the same
so heres to dodging bullets
emerging unscathed

In the face of doubt my fears are frayed around the edges
afraid of finding themselves out
been gone too long and its obvious
these bags under my eyes hasn't accomplished much
and I'm sorry but pretending to be strong and brave
only gets so far before it gets in the way
just get out of my way
Track Name: Wide Awake
The front seats are vacant in lovers lane
while I'm driving in circles again
the be some-bodies are rubbing dead skin
and I'm on the outside looking in
for every midnight temptation of rotting forbidden fruit
can''t count the nights I've been mistaken
I'm just another confused youth

Hate is wide awake
sitting in my ligaments
intent to repent stranded standing on a fence
trepidation on my breath
can't escape the little things that suck like leeches close to me
nothings changed still got the same awkward sparks in my brain

Spiral mind can't avoid the spin
feel more like a walking mannequin than a bleeding heart american
wound so tight yet again
can't find the time to take my plants and sort them out
pleasure in fact they will never leave the ground
left alone to my devices I'll explode
Track Name: Yesterday's News
Tense and dull disposable
forever keep my curtains closed
your voice is like static on the radio
so I'll close my eyes on the long ride home
last years tales are under my nails
lost in my lungs as I inhale

Roll my dreams headfirst downhill
crash and burn I know they fucking will
do familiar shivers run down the back of your spine
when i tell you I can't relate?
ran out of ink attempting to draw the line
now I'm afraid I can't escape

Nothing to do but wait for you
nothing to do but play my second fiddle
born to lose yesterday's news
cry baby middle class white boy blues
this story told is growing mold
so I'll fabricate a righteous coat
parade it around your funeral
in hopes this pulse won't slow

Got a couple years to go
in the ritual of leaving home
How does it feel to have the worlds shortest fuse?
I see your match in hand
it's futile to diffuse and it's smoking black
tip toe around my brain and skull
deep breaths before I run in circles or scale the wall

Just you wait and see
tomorrow is what they all say
walk around with your shirt tucked in
and tomorrow is what they all say
I can't wait to see your face tomorrow
don't wanna walk down a road of image control
I'm letting go
I'll surely loose control
don't want another one
They come knocking at my door
like another faceless stranger
in an unending war.
Track Name: Scapeghost
Yeah the monarchs in the teeth of the van ride for free
while the other half of me is fighting sleep
mother nature please let the whites of my eyes be seen
because a world this deceiving won't believe in me

I can't blame it on you scapeghost
I can't place the blame
watched the paint dry about a million times
read the palms of young girls between the lines
carried the weight of Jesus Christ
would you believe that im still bored with life?
Twiddled my thumbs for entire days
stayed up all night and no one came
sold my soul
paid the price
would you believe that im still bored with life?
The elephants in the attic
are kicking dust up again
creating twisters on my bed
second guessing all my friends
in the end art can only be so close to the heart
before it beats you back to the start
I can't blame it on you scapeghost.
I can't place the blame.
Track Name: Creature Comforts
Step into a world of digital desire
I am force fed a silicone dream
born and bred to crunch a number
my nerves are getting the best of me
I am such a machine
head like a hole in the middle of the earth when it gets hot
I can't help but lose control when the only way out is like fort knox
nothing can be said that hasn't already been thought about the
serpents on the surface when our backs our turned
and if I go blind, I'm blaming it all on you
before you have the chance to run
and theres nothing you can do but cough up a lung or stick around
the clock wasn't the only thing ticking down
and theres no use in hiding it now
only a matter of time before it all goes south
its just a stones throw, so I'll wind up and let it go
lord knows you keep me on hot coals
over the years I've learned to let it go
do you exist or are you just the lines in the road?
childhood fears that never grow old
between my teeth that stink with every word I speak
stuck in a future so bleak
I'm blaming it all on you
before you have the chance to run
and theres nothing you can do but cough up a lung or stick around
I'm not sticking around to watch you falling down
Track Name: Ringer
Whats it like to live a dog eared life?
to shake the hand of everyone you bite?
silent like a martyr in the hands of a mother
a violent growling hunger that leaves you keeling over
transparent as a stranger brushing against your shoulder
confined and endangered with a fear of growing older
and its dragging me down like a stick in the mud
I'm bruised with a frown because I'm holding a grudge
you know you're better off
better off not saying a word
just let the currant pass you by
you know you're better off not taking it to your grave
just lay down and let it die
and its holding me down like a stick in the mud
I'm bruised with a frown because I'm holding a grudge
but I won't hold it for long
I'm born again ringing out
I'm ringing loud this time around
day in, day out
Track Name: Toss/Turn
All this cursing the morning light has paid off just fine
shut my blinds like a guillotine and I'm split in half inside
practicing a sort of solitude brought on by all of you
feel the weight of life crack the staircase and crack the door to my room this afternoon
so this is what its like breaking your back nine to five
and all you have to show is a thorn in your side
tonight I'd like to feel more alive
for all the nights that I chose to stay inside
alright just to go outside is a tedious dream hellbent to rewind
you're right, you say the future is so bright it burns my eyes
there is a boneyard in my heart of regrets I can't forget
obsessed with rising with the sun has left its rays burnt in my neck
because the fear of a stagnant life is what gets me out of bed
but on nights like this I know I should have tossed and turned instead
Track Name: American Bricks
You can't look back in anger
you can't look back at all
how dare you face the music
or still have the nerve to take the fall
no one will hear it
won't be near to witness
I'll never feel safe with you breathing down my neck
inanimate inhumane
bloodthirsty can't complain
static sense of wandering
interest drained in everything
how can you build anything with fists like bricks?
Track Name: Sore Throats
So this is what you get for crying out loud
A whole in your pocket and a pin drop silent crowd
To break what you had left of the tie that got you wound
So here’s to looking back on a world that brings me down
Never has the ringer been so rewarding
Like the feeling of being choked is what kept you going
Pushing forward and the potential kept growing and growing
And all the wrong buttons were the ones always glowing
You wonder why we never stopped slowing
And you wonder why I can’t stand second place.
Track Name: Obsidian
This city's spit is on the tip tip tip of my tongue
My stinging wit tells me I've had enough of gypsy punks
The crackheads and drunks I avoid on my rides home at dusk
Claustrophobic rust has got me feeling a little stuffed up
They glare through me with their obsidian vision and I can't help but Itching on the inside at their broken wises
I need primordial peace
To take my mind off the street
Before I boil over I just need some room to breathe
Whats the use in
Wheres the sense in
I get so lost in judging every passerby
Counterproductive
Bad intentions
Obsidian

Losing compassion is the biggest fashion trend in the years
Found enough deception to fill the void been left by my peers
Watch the hours pass and hold them like a souviner
Crack the hourglass just to hear the sand spill out my ears
I hear the sand spill like a landfill of time
Stuck in a standstill
Its easy to see I've got no patience for complacency
Can't hold a candle in the corridoors of my disease

What I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry for making a mess
Wont do it anymore
Track Name: Empty Nest
The ice will melt in due time
and I'll be sitting in the sunshine thawing out alone, repulsed
you can find me walking that straight line
succombe, head down, hands tied
waiting at the stop light
tired in limbo
oh, giving in never felt so gross
you can see it written all over my face
the words that were never spoke
always fall right into place
I was on the prowl like a wide eyed bird of prey
for something new to tell the truth
search up and down my vertebrae for insults damaged black and blue
will I ever retain anything new?
tired of life under the gun
never worth my salt from the wounds I have long forgot
filling in the space with a brain so out of place
now solitude is a dark room with windows wide open
I let the air flow in
I let the blood flow out
I'm flowing out