1. |
Possum
04:23
|
|||
These shades of blue are fading into black just like you
These secondhand stories that you claim are yours all seem flawed
All your friends and alibis,
You pushed 'em all away as they uncovered your lies
There you are with your lips sealed tight
Caught red-handed, now you're playing dead
White lies can't save you anymore
I can't even save myself from all this mess you put me through
A compromise won't mean anything anymore
I think it's all messed up that you're still playing the victim
You're all skin and bones
How will you even keep this boat afloat
Never mind the dial tones
You're way too fucking cynical
Cut the act and look around
There's barely anyone here to be found
'Cause you drove them all away like a tidal wave
White lies can't save you anymore
I can't even save myself from all this mess you put me through
A compromise won't mean anything anymore
I think it's all messed up that you're still playing the victim
Your bloodshot eyes
These sleepless nights
Malicious intent
Wrapped around your head
Your bloodshot eyes
These sleepless nights
Your plans of revenge
Have all gone wrong
White lies can't save you anymore
I can't even save myself from all this mess you put me through
A compromise won't mean a thing anymore
I think it's all messed up that you're still playing the victim
|
||||
2. |
Flying Pocket Knives
05:20
|
|||
3 AM
You're driving on the highway till the sunrise
With a pint of gin in hand
Will you wait for everything to bend
Will you run away again
You're on the point of no return
You left me here with all these words that I can barely keep to myself
I'm not holding on to every lie and every word that you unfold
I'm not giving up, just barely moving on
I'm not growing up, just trying to go on
If you pull me down again, I swear I'll tear you apart
I don't want to hear it
Someone, please shut the door
Honestly, I think I've had enough
There's gotta be something more than this
Falling for empty promises
You said you'd make up for it
I don't want to believe
Drive past the tollway with an empty wallet
I don't care
Go find your way home
Stab my back with your flying pocket knives as you please
I'm not giving up, just barely moving on
I'm not growing up, just trying to go on
If you pull me down again, I swear I'll tear you apart
I don't want to hear it
Someone, please shut the door
Honestly, I think I've had enough
There's gotta be something more than this
What would you say if I told you that I don't even know your name anymore
These fabricated memories that you planted like a seed
Do they mean anything at all
Think of me as you fall asleep
As you crash your car into a tree
I'll be there to tell you that you're wrong
Think of me as you fall asleep
As you crash your car into a tree
Give me back what's left of me
I'm not giving up, just barely moving on
I'm not growing up, just trying to go on
If you pull me down again, I swear I'll tear you apart
I don't want to hear it
Someone, please shut the door
Honestly, I think I've had enough
There's gotta be something more than this
|
Chess Boxing Manila, Philippines
Chess Boxing was a four-piece band based in Pasay City, Philippines.
The band was
signed to Calm Lake Records.
2018 - 2021
Lance Francis - vocals/guitar
Jet Dalmacio - bass
Daniel Dangane - guitar
Genewen Raey Oarde - drums
... more
Streaming and Download help
Chess Boxing recommends:
If you like Chess Boxing, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp