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Coward
04:16
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It’s been a year since you left, oh how could I forget
The times I caught her crying with bruises on her neck
Punch after punch, did it make you feel alive
To watch her slowly die inside
I remember the day that I found her
I came home, she was pinned to the counter
The fear in her eyes, scared for her life
With his hands gripping the knife
So many years I spent hiding in my room
When all I wanted was to be free from you
A broken child from a broken home
A little boy left all alone
How could you do that to someone you love
You fucking coward, enough is enough
I can’t forgive you for what you have done
You broke a mother and abandoned her son
How could you do that to someone you love
You fucking coward, enough is enough
I was just a kid and I thought it was fine
Little did I know the pain I’d have to hide
Every day for the rest of my life
To accept something I knew wasn’t right
It wasn’t right
I’m still so ashamed that I didn’t have the guts
To call you out for the piece of shit you are
Instead I let you beat the only person I love
If I could go back, I would have made it end
If I could go back, I would have left you dead
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2. |
Like Father, Like None
04:39
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Dad the lights are on but no-one’s home
And this is not a family that I would call my own
These problems are still here, running away won’t fix them
Go find your solace in the arms of your mistress
No-one knows when I’m all alone
I think of how we used to be a real family
With happiness and no despair
A happiness without tears
Dad the door is locked, why won’t you let me in
I’m still your son, I’m still your kid, we’re made from the same skin
It used to hurt to know we’ll never be close
That’s on you, I tried my best, this was the path that you chose
I sat in my room for ten whole years
Asking myself what I had done wrong
That the only one who ever could have loved me decided to run
Father, father, you’re not there
Father, don’t you care
Father, father, I am your son
But I can’t forgive you for what you have done
Dad, I’m sorry I’m not the son I could have been
But you were never the father that you should have been
Am I just that ugly
Am I just that ugly that you could never love me
I’ve been trying to pick up the pieces that you left in me when you decided to leave
But I can’t, I can’t help thinking of how we used to be a real family
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It’s been a long ride, echoing embers of lost time
Eager to get away, the darkness is my one escape
I look for snowflakes in the sand and lay them down on surfaces
Until I forget how it feels to be meaningless
I’m counting down on broken clocks
Now my heart keeps pumping, will it ever stop?
I keep ticking away like a time bomb in a masquerade
I think tonight’s the night I’ll lose all of my senses
This is a eulogy for lost youth and broken dreams
In the palm of my hand I hold the key
To the end of misery but the start of my defeat
I can’t believe it’s come to this
Nosebleeds and selfish mindlessness
Glass shards to rid the pain
I haven’t slept in fucking days
Whiskey until my liver bleeds
These open veins could fill the sea
I think I’ll drown amongst the words
“what could have been?”
I turned to crutches just to find the strength to carry on
Searching for reasons to my pain and why I feel alone
To think I made it ’til this long before I lost control
Maybe the key is hiding in the past when I was young
I swore I’d never be the person that I’ve now become
So on the edge of life just hoping I can keep it up
But when the view from far above is looking beautiful
Its hard to climb back down without letting go
I find it hard to take that I was due an early grave
(pull me up, I’ve gone insane)
I’m sorry mummy but you failed, I’m not the person that you made
I won’t make it to old age, at least that’s what the voices say
(pull me up, I’ve gone insane)
When everything just sounds the same I’d rather die than go insane
I find it hard to take that I was due an early grave
(Pull me up, I’ve gone insane)
I’m sorry mummy but you failed, I’m not the person that you made
see I won’t make it to old age at least that’s what the voices say
(Pull me up I’ve gone insane)
It’s too fucking late, it’s too fucking late
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4. |
Old World Blues
04:07
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Do you remember when we were young, we used to dream
Of everything that we thought we could be
Oh, long ago we dreamt of leaving home
Traveling the world and living on the road
I sat between the cracks on the pavement writing songs
About how I thought I’d never find where I belong
I’m longing for the innocence
I lost over the past few years
I’ve spent so long chasing the past
Hoping I’d find true happiness
I can’t find a way to let go of all this hate
I watch the cars pass by hoping they will take my pain
I take the pills, telling myself that they’ll make me feel okay
They leave a feeling of disconnect that I can’t shake
I’m not scared of death, but I fear for my life
And I can’t truly say I’ve ever felt alive
I swore back then that I would never feel this way
I never knew I’d lock myself in this cell of shame
I’m longing for the innocence
I lost over the past few years
I’ve spent so long chasing the past
Hoping I’d find true happiness
I’m a surrogate to this loneliness
Holding on to impermanence
What will be left when I am gone
Just words written into a song
So how long will it take for me to let go
Of all these years’ worth of suffering alone
Trapped in a mind that hates its own life
We drive for hours on an empty road
Just hoping to forget everything that we know
How long will it take for me to let go
I’m longing for my innocence
And to find who I once was
Will I find true happiness
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One Last Daybreak England, UK
Unafraid to be honest, One Last Daybreak have made a name for themselves through their energetic performances & lyrics which
cover topics such as heartbreak, trauma, abuse.
Their brand new EP, 'Maybe Tomorrow' pulls on the heartstrings of individuals that have experienced trauma and loss, with each song representing one of the Kübler-Ross stages of grief.
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