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Burning
02:09
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I'm not subservient to the figment of your imagination
I'm not under control, I don't live up to your expectations
My life's in my own hands
My life's in my own hands
It's in my hands
I'm not faithless, I just don't put my faith in your word
My faith's the human race, roll the dice let's watch the whole world burn
My fate's in my own hands
My fate's in my own hands
It's in my hands
I'm not subservient to what you believe...
I'm not subservient to what you believe
Keep your crucifix and keep away from me
I'm not subservient to the figment of your imagination
I'm not under control, I don't live up to your expectations
My life's in my own hands
My life's in my own hands
It's in my hands
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Another Poetic Tragedy
02:53
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I can see the face inside of you
You try to hide
And I know that you cant bear
To see her one more night
Don't lose touch, you gotta face the world
That you can't stand
Life is hard
Life is fucking hard
You can tell the face inside your mirror turns to grey
And your heart bleeding every drop you waste on blame
You wanna sleep and not wake up...
I can see the scars you put on
Your arms at night
They're there and screaming out to
Everyone in sight
And that smile of yours deceiving
Everyone but me
Reaching out from me to you
But I can't reach you
You can tell that no one's holding you with puppet strings
On the ledge, you're looking down wondering where your wings are
You wanna sleep and not wake up...
You can tell that no one's holding you with puppet strings
On that ledge, you're looking down wondering where your brains are
You went to sleep and can't wake up...
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Sin On My Breath
03:04
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The circular reason has left me right where I began
But I'm still left with a hundred questions
That I'll ask anyone drunk or stupid enough
To listen
Can I ever escape?
Am I capable of change?
Feeling fatalistic and ashamed
It's easier to bleed than sweat
It's easier to bleed than sweat
It's easier to bleed than sweat
It's easier to bleed
Seduction of the human mind has left me feeling cold
I hate feeling cynical
Am I servant to the fear
That controls me til I get old?
Fear of God
Fear of the Devil
I'm afraid of love and salvation
It's easier to bleed than sweat
It's easier to bleed than sweat
It's easier to bleed than sweat
It's easier to bleed
It's easier to bleed than sweat
It's easier to bleed than sweat
It's easier to bleed than sweat
It's easier to bleed
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Swinging
02:59
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Raidin' mother's closet 'cause I didn't learn my lesson
Playin pat-a-cake with her Smith and Wesson
The chamber holds the only solution I know
What would you tell me if I put it to my temple
What would you do when my hands began to tremble?
Would you tell me there's so much more to live for?
What happens when the joking's over?
When the fun and games come to an end?
When I crossed the line I did not see?
What would you say to me if I was just a body swinging from my ceiling?
Sittin' in my chevy at this intersection red light
I wonder if it'd kill me if I was hit by a semi
I never saw the fuckin' thing coming
What would you tell me if my head went through the dashboard?
What would you do when my brains were smeared on the road?
Would you tell me I shoulda seen it coming?
What happens when the joking's over?
When the fun and games come to an end?
When I crossed the line I did not see?
What would you say to me if I was just a body swinging from my ceiling?
What happens when the joking's over?
When the fun and games come to an end?
When I crossed the line I did not see?
What would you say to me if I was just a body swinging from my ceiling?
From my ceiling?
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The interest of my time begins to depreciate
But I wanna hide my doubt with an apathetic face
But I can't hide dilated pupils
Making new plans was never that simple
There's no time like the present
To burn out a little early
Fall into pitfalls again and again
There's no bottom so I can't rise again
Feel like a failure now, feels like I let you down
Feels like I'm going to drown, feels like I lost the sound
And taste of what was victory, now your eyes are pinned on me
Death has never been more than a dream
There's no time like the present
To burn out a little early
Fall into pitfalls again and again
There's no bottom so I can't rise again
I can't take this
Will I survive?
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The Radiotypes Rochester, Michigan
Indie/Punk/Rock band from Rochester, MI
Est. 2012
Officially disbanded May 12th, 2019
Members:
-Jake L
-Kevin H
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