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For Clarity's Sake
03:12
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Let’s sit around and talk
about all the things we used to have.
Reminisce them.
Try to explain the inevitable to me,
Drink to the sorrows of everyday.
How was this a mistake?
Such a fragile line you create.
Let’s sit around and talk
about all the things we used to have.
Reminisce them.
There we were, this was the end.
You were spilling all over my bed.
This was the end.
It was the end.
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Misgivings
01:43
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I’ve been reading things and coming to my own conclusions.
I’ve been thinking that my anxiety is illusive.
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(Identity Crisis Over Happiness)
A reflection of conscience and the ways I’ve handled this.
I soon realize. Becoming entangled, and a mess in my own head.
Happiness doesn’t exist in an identity crisis like this.
You were there, but without any actual sense of direction.
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– Instrumental –
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Stuck
04:36
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This maze in my mind connects to where I've been.
To hell and back, and other false locations.
As I write this on the back of a recent pay-stub,
I just realize that it’s not enough... that I’m stuck.
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Woven Words
04:16
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When I feel so down you’re always there for me.
But every other day it seems to change.
Now it’s a reason for some added heat.
To a boiled over brain, fucking insane.
My mind is a maze, my life is a haze.
My mind is a maze, my life is a haze.
Revisited places, recirculated days.
Quick walks around those streets,
Lead to more familiar ways.
Reflected moments, unwanted change.
Reflected moments, lead to unwanted change.
Whistle it is through your teeth.
Speak it in your sleep.
Dream it through the day.
Converse but don’t say anything.
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7. |
Emergence of a Dark Glow
01:40
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– Instrumental –
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Plumes
06:16
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That sweater was my favorite shade of green.
Remember when you left it over?
I wore it for days and days.
Familiar creatures approach me,
Arms outstretched and open.
Eyes and mouth form symmetry,
head tilted just slightly.
Those plumes erupted,
into Earth shattering moans.
Broken mirror on floorboards,
And coldness resounds in our bones.
All of this, I can’t make sense of this
But I’m in on all of it. No regrets.
But I'll digress.
Wearing a birthday crown, sitting on the ground.
Another bottle down, as you start to drown
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Feel Better Boise, Idaho
Self-titled album out now via Really Rad Records / Redscare Media
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