Overcast & Underlying

from by Lights, Camera, Attraction!

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Finger on my pulse again chest aching in waves.
Anxiety has its death grip on me.
And I can only take so much of this prescription,
Of intermittent talking if I won’t listen.

“Don’t worry I’m fine” a visible lie,
If I tell you what’s wrong you won’t listen for long.
Sick of the fair weather, I always get the rain.
We’re inseparable; between relief and pain.

Overbearing consequences.
Jumping ship or scaling fences?
Is it still a leap of faith when I know I’ll fall flat on my face?
This constant sunny disposition clouded by one creeping question.
Are you a friend that I call home or a foe I fail to mention?

My heads a distant shade of grey, I’m tired.
These palpitations are wearing me down.
The shaking stops. With conviction.
I fight the dull ache with inspiration.

I’m a worrier, not the heroic kind. Sweat drips from my brow down into my eyes.
Sick of the fair weather, I always get the rain.
We’re inseparable.

Overbearing consequences.
Jumping ship or scaling fences?
Is it still a leap of faith when I know I’ll fall flat on my face?
This constant sunny disposition clouded by one creeping question.
Are you a friend that I call home or a foe I fail to mention?

Anxiety has its death grip on me.

I’ll try to keep myself straight.
I work so hard for it but it’s hardly working.
I feel each fractured nerve break.
Breathe.

These shakes won’t phase me again.

Overbearing consequences.
Jumping ship or scaling fences?
Is it still a leap of faith when I know I’ll fall flat on my face?
This constant sunny disposition clouded by one creeping question.
Are you a friend that I call home or a foe I fail to mention?

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from Saṃsāra, released April 12, 2016

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Homegrown Pop Punk quartet. Est 2009.

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