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Yellow Pages
03:25
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I've been finding my way through the mess
the remnants of wreckage you left
the weather's turning / my blood's been burning
unearthing my fear of what's next
I'll pick a mental dental from
the yellow pages I've become
drain your bank accounts
pay debts in small amounts
and hope tomorrow waits to come
I could never save you from this hell
you could never save me from myself
I could never save you from this hell
You could never save me from myself
You let the ghost inside your T.V. screen
tell you what is real and make-believe
now all the kissing scenes are merely memories
I'm either mapping out my plan
or sitting on my hands
I'll find a new way out
or what I write these songs about
I could never save you from this hell
you could never save me from myself
I could never save you from this hell
You could never save me from myself
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Brick and mortar prison cell
if these walls could talk, the stories they'd tell
I'm slowly learning all my lessons well
Now I'm crawling through each day
just praying the next one ain't the same
But maybe I can learn to love my fate
Maybe I can learn to love my fate
I'm just doing what it takes to be lonely
I'm doing what it takes to be alone
I'll lose myself in other girls to see if I'm still numb
what's the point?
what's the point?
I'll drown my sorrows in my sheets
and wake up when my heart's complete
but we both know that's not the way it goes
we both know that's not the way it goes
yeah, we both know that's not the way
I'm just doing what it takes to be lonely
I'm doing what it takes to be alone
I'm just doing what it takes to be lonely
I'm doing what it takes to be alone
I'm just doing what it takes to be alone
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The Apathy Blues
03:47
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You say you want to be numb
you want to put it in the past
you want to be done
you know it's hard to let go
to see a stranger in the face of someone you used to know
Don't run away (you've got the apathy blues)
Don't run away (and it'll all catch up to you)
Don't run away (You've got the apathy blues)
I want to rip every hair out of my head
Eradicate the memories and put my mind to bed
If you keep saying I'm crazy
I'll start to think that it's true now
Don't run away (you've got the apathy blues)
Don't run away (and it'll all catch up to you)
Don't run away (You've got the apathy blues)
Don't walk away (you've got the apathy blues)
Don't walk away (and it'll all catch up to you)
Don't walk away (You've got the apathy blues)
Now I'm running away
Now I'm running away
Now I'm running away (I got the apathy blues)
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Got a mouth full of words but none of them true
they don't mean nothing cause nobody's you
I tried to love you but life got in between
and now I'm living with your ghost of what couldn't be
So give it all or leave me be
I want the ugly, bruised, and battered you
and I'll give you every piece of me
You say you're looking for truth?
What kind of life you do you lead?
Cause when you're looking in the mirror
your eyes are drunk in make-believe
So give it all or leave me be
I want the ugly, bruised, and battered you
and I'll give you every piece of me
Don't speak the truth
It hurts too much (It hurts to know)
I'm out of touch (I'm losing sleep)
I've lost my mind
I've lost enough
It's time to find all the questions to all the answers in my mind
I've lost my mind
I've lost my mind
So give it all or leave me be
I want the ugly, bruised, and battered you
and I'll give you every piece of me
I'll give you every piece of me
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Nothing Meant To Be
03:48
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I've been down like a broken slab of sidewalk beneath your feet
I'd give it, give up, give it all to you to let you walk on me
You bloodied up your knuckles as I offered up defeat
Hanging in, just hanging on to nothing meant to be
But don't leave me behind
or just leave me behind
She says we're all just damage from the battles that we lose
she wears a sleeve of broken hearts to cover up her bruises
and I know that all saints have a past and sinners get to choose
the most beautiful things still have to die, our time is coming soon
But don't leave me behind
don't leave me behind
Don't leave me behind
Don't leave me behind
I've been down like a broken slab of sidewalk beneath your feet
I give in, give up, give it all to you to let you walk on me
Bloody up your knuckles as I offer up defeat
Hanging in, just hanging on to nothing meant to be
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From The Wreckage
03:54
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Morning light burns right through my blinds
it wakes me up to taunt my eyes
something new brings some kind of life
but darkens quick and slowly dies
it dies
But will you choose a life that's new
buried deep inside of you
a broken record superglued
or spend your life picking up the pieces
My reflection never showed my face
quite like it does today
I used to hold on to some hope
that I had some sort of fate
to pay for my mistakes
Sp will you choose a life that's new
buried deep inside of you
a broken record superglued
or spend your life picking up the pieces
I hope you never find
what you left behind
you'll never find
cause she's on your mind
Will you ever recognize you just can't let it be
you say you want to cut the chains
but you're afraid to set her free
I'm picking up the pieces
I'm picking up the pieces
out from the wreckage
out from the wreckage
Morning light burns right through my blinds
it wakes me up to taunt my eyes
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GoodLuck. Green Bay, Wisconsin
After years of sitting behind the drum kit for bands like The Midwestern Charm, Ian Olvera and The Sleepwalkers, and
Christopher Gold and the New Old Things, Ryan Gracyalny decided it was time to try his hand at songwriting and fronting a band of his own. Good Luck's "Apathy Blues"
showcases all the infectious pop-sensibilities and nostalgic feels that four feedback-laden chords could drum up.
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