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In The Rye
04:20
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She thinks my favorite book is overrated
The plot is vague and there’s a lack of bad guys
But she’ll never know about the depth of a character
Until she reads Catcher In The Rye
He’s way too overdramatic to be a teenage protagonist
Do you even remember what it’s like to struggle with all of it?
It’s a story of growing up and getting through insecurities
I can’t speak for you, but that sounds a lot like me
You’re a phony, you’re a fake you are running in place
Try living outside of your pre-constructed life
You’re a phony, you're a fool you are used as a tool
I’d rather die than live my life a lie
Let’s take a trip to New York in December
We’ll walk around and smoke lots of cigarettes
We’ll find ourselves in Central Park as the cold starts to set
And make believe that we are smoking with our breath
Dance with me darling, my older lady love
I’m young, but I am nimble on my feet
Afterwards I’ll talk to a prostitute in a hotel room
Sometimes I just get so lonely
You’re a phony, you’re a fake you are running in place
Try living outside of your pre-constructed life
You’re a phony, you're a fool you are used as a tool
I’d rather die than live my life a lie
There’s not much action or many moral lessons
It’s not a drama-tween fairy tale of sorts
It’s about seeing Holden Caulfield in your reflection
And knowing you can live your life unsure
You’re a phony, you’re a fake you are running in place
Try living outside of your pre-constructed life
You’re a phony, you're a fool you are used as a tool
I’d rather die than live my life a lie
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Best Friends
02:47
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Last night I kissed you in my dreams
We were only friends, but I was so weak
It’s not a thought that I often entertain
But your lips refuse to leave my brain
We don’t talk as much lately
We’re on two separate planes
Yours is always moving forward and
Mine has yet to change
Best friends, don’t fall in love with your best friends
You know how this ends, don’t fall in love with your best friends
This is honestly the first song about you
My subconcsious triggered something I never knew
Okay so I’ve pondered it before
But I love you too much to ever shoot for more
I’m losing my mind and I cannot see
How I’m so wrapped up in something in my sleep
Best friends, don’t fall in love with your best friends
You know how this ends, don’t fall in love with your best friends
And the worst part is that you’ve never been anything more than a best friend
But I felt the same, we were on mutual terms
But my slumbered state has led me astray when will I learn?
Best friends, don’t fall in love with your best friends
You know how this ends, don’t fall in love with your best friends
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What does a man do, when his heart says follow through
But every nerve in his body refuses to let him feel any part of you
His brain reminds him, of everything he lacks
Every dawn is a new day, but it never fails to fade to black
What does a man do, when everything he owns
No longer brings him any pleasure and he feels so alone
I’ve spent my days stumbling through a haze
Memories all cease to mean anything to me
And I lose my mind at the thought of breaking down
Let’s stick to the plan, no helping hands are gonna pull me out of here
How does a man think, when she calls him by his name
And tells him she doesn’t care about pretense, and hopes he feels the same
His stomach lurches, and turns inside out
Why the hell is this happening now, what’s it all about?
How does a man think, when he wants to run away
After all they say that good things come to those who wait
I’ve spent my days stumbling through a haze
Memories all cease to mean anything to me
And I lose my mind at the thought of breaking down
Let’s stick to the plan, no helping hands are gonna pull me out of here
What is the reasoning?
One day she’ll be leaving me.
What can I do with this?
Fantasizing fiction to keep me from something I can’t fix
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Waiting
05:21
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Oh my God I fear Your day
I don’t think I am ready to go
All the while I pray for faith
I keep on waiting for You to show
Do you ever think about what’s going to happen when we die?
Is there a shore opposing the great divide?
We can spend our lives living like nothing matters
And pray that our fate will coincide
All the things we used to think were bred by our own apathy
We can’t see past the things in our own eyes
The thoughts that carried us to peace are tainted with our ignorance
And truth is so damn hard to find
Growing up I forgot what I used to know
23 years of existence with no satisfaction to show
Some nights I drink and I think of the fate I am destined for
My heart beats for greater things, but my faith is on the floor
All the songs we used to sing, discordant in their harmonies
And lacking all the passion in its words
We scream about the better things, but we are lost in misery
Chasing wind until our legs are sore
I’m living life inside a dream when all I want is honesty
Truth is just so damn hard to find
We feel the love we used to hope
Would keep all of our life afloat
And shiver as it slowly sinks away
These battered dreams and broken wings
Are remnants of angelic things
I’m left alone with nothing else to say
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Forever Strong Morgantown, West Virginia
We are a four piece punk rock band from West Virginia creating melodic, energetic music inspired by bands like Green Day, Knuckle Puck, blink-182, and The Story So Far. We're just happy to be here.
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