1. |
Still Hurts
03:34
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You breathe heavily as your hands break.
And the adrenaline will never stop the ache, no.
The violence, it still hurts
Just like the silence you never heard.
You can feel it, it’s something new
You can’t feel it.
Don’t worry it’s over soon.
As it’s bleeding through.
Have you ever thought?
How it wears of all of your deepest fears?
The compulsion, to put pain unto others,
You hurt yourself again
Hurt people, hurt people
You can feel it, it’s something new
You can’t feel it.
Don’t worry it’s over soon.
It still hurts
It gets so much worse.
Have you ever thought (about) why you do this to yourself?
I think you like it. I think you fucking love it.
Please stop.
It still hurts.
I think you like it. I think you fucking love it.
Please stop.
It still hurts
All the violence, it still hurts. Just like the silence, that makes you hurt.
All the violence, it still hurts. Just like words you never heard.
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2. |
It Consumes Me
03:24
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You’ll never make it out alive.
Will these palms ever reach the other side
Will these reflections, distractions, ever make sense?
My mind is infected something is choking it
And I can't break free
It consumes me
I can't let go
Will this ever make sense all together
I've been feeling
You’ll never make it out alive
Show me how its done
I keep biding my time
Reflections of what once was
A life that's broken and filled with flaws
Haunted by regrets and mistakes
I wished that I could turn away
As I look into the mirror
There’s a reflection, that couldn’t be clearer
It draws me back
Again and again
So I stand there
All alone
With the (mirrors) image
The reflection of my own
Can you feel this attrition fall away?
Can you feel anything?
You’re all I have, so
Take me one more time
You’ll never make it out alive
So take me one last time
Will this ever
Make sense all together
I've been feeling
When I don’t have my eyes
I keep seeing their lies
Show my how its done I keep biding my time
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3. |
Verified
02:33
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A fraud in plain sight, Living in eternal night.
A hollow shell, empty and numb.
No soul, all out of control
In darkness, I dwell, in my mind, I see hell.
You and I, we’re not alright, it’s never fine, no
All my own mistakes, this never-ending self-hate
So, we’ll try to live a lie, I’d rather die, so.
So, I'll smile as I know nothing.
I’m talentless but connected
A fraud in plain sight
Living with no light
Not even in the dark I can hide
I’m trapped in the cycle of lies,
haunted by fear of being compromised
In darkness, I dwell, in my mind, I see hell.
You and I, we’re not alright, it’s never fine, no
So, I'll smile as I know nothing.
I’m talented and connected
So, we’ll try to live a lie, I’d rather die, so.
I can’t stop seeking validation
I’m verified and respected
I’m a counterfeit
Talentless but connected
Why hate me?
I'm perfect
Why hate me?
I'm perfect
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4. |
Hands
03:17
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Detached
In my head it's whispering
Night lights overhead is flickering
Fading memories of purpose
I want to feel them usurp us
Evil rules my day
All the way
I just wanna be loved all kinds of ways
Portray me
In gray
The imposter
Charlatan
Impersonator
I'm a slave for the game
Looking at life frame by frame
Lie to me
It's all I see
And what I feel
When your hands move seamlessly
Those fingertips they stitch and rip
Your hands move seamlessly through it
This thing in my head
Whispering
Lingering
All the things they said
Evil rules my day
All the way
I just wanna be loved all kinds of ways
Evil rules my day
All the way
I just wanna be loved all kinds of ways
Evil rules my day
All the way
I just wanna be loved all kinds of ways
I try to resist
You cannot resist.
All the things you said
You don’t have the discipline
I don't have it
Fuck it
I don't have it
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5. |
Dolour
03:45
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If I could sink, then I would dive beneath your skin.
The more it hurts, the less I feel.
I’d like to think that I would stay beneath your skin,
Your head falls back as you sing.
If I could sink then I would dive beneath your skin,
The more it hurts me, the less I feel
Faster heart beats as it gets real
When you sing, you sing for two
They way you move it cuts right through
Cuts right through, through to you.
You move so slow, the way you hold your head hung low.
You dance away your endless shame, your childhood dreams still scream for fame.
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6. |
Custom Painted
03:40
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You watch me go, you know, it’s never been told.
You skate through this world like it’s unknown.
Grab it by it’s throat, like if you were the host.
You fear the fearless, there’s no point.
When you grow, you’ve been told that if you have to ask, you’ll never know.
At this point you don’t speak ‘cuz you don’t value the words you breathe.
Envy consumes me
As I watch other play
Their laughter echoing through me
But I'm trapped in this cycle of shame
Hearts on display
Where the beauty’s untold
A world of beauty at what cost
Forever frozen
My freedom’s lost.
You watch me go, you know, it’s never been told.
You skate through this world like it’s unknown.
Grab it by its throat, as if you were the host
You fear the fearless, there’s no point.
When you grow, you’ve been told that if you have to ask, you’ll never know.
At this point you don’t speak ‘cuz you don’t value the words you breathe.
In these four walls, my existence fades away, lost in the brushstrokes, in shades of endless gray, a specter in the painting, a fragment of what once was, a tragic tale forgotten, consumed by artistic flaws.
At this point you don’t breathe ‘cuz you’re terrified of being seen.
Being seen.
When you grow, you’ve been told that if you have to ask, you’ll never know.
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7. |
Gold
03:02
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Rest your head upon this tired heart, though strength fades, I’ll play my part.
Another hung to prove a point
You’re smiling as you start to poke
At the yellow ‘round your bruises all though
You can’t stand it anymore
You can rest your head right here
I have strength left in me dear
But I guess you know all about fear.
And I won’t, no I don’t
Hear you speak inside my walls
And I don’t, miss someone
I’ve been waiting for so long
Shattered soul, longing for a touch.
The yellow around your bruises glow
It’s nothing new, it’s something old
Yeah, it’s something you weren’t told
You had to go, before the throw
Your back aches in the cold
The cold that you hold
Yeah, it’s something you weren’t told
Rest your head upon this tired heart, though strength fades, I’ll play my part.
What is the intent?
What is there left to gain?
But I guess you know all about pain.
Another hung to prove a point
You’re smiling as you start to poke
At the yellow ‘round your bruises all though
You can’t stand it anymore
You can’t stand it anymore
Yeah, it’s something you weren’t.
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8. |
two
04:02
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Hair smells of adrenaline and fear.
Sun bleached skulls scrape the pavement like broken glass.
I grasp the boney hands, with dirty fingernails.
Feeling each knuckles indentation on my skin.
There’s only one thing that I dread, not to be worthy of my suffering.
Everyone has a secret that could break your heart.
It’s scary what a smile can hide.
Skulls missing jaws,
Open mouths, look like they’ve been screaming secrets.
You never smile like that, to anyone else than me.
You throw blankets over sore limbs and weep into buckets just to be able to tell others about your despair.
They don’t understand.
Skulls missing jaws,
Open mouths, look like they’ve been screaming secrets, they don’t understand.
You never smile like that, to anyone else than me.
I can’t wait to feel something new,
These songs I write, they’re all about you.
Everyone has a secret that could break your heart.
It’s scary what a smile can hide.
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Grayscale Season Gothenburg, Sweden
Metalcore from Gothenburg. New Album "feel something new" out now.
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