Dead Friends

by Shouting Match

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Syd Davis Just some of the best, raw music I've heard in a while. Favorite track: Drowning.
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released July 14, 2016

Special thanks to Ryan Groff (head of recording and mixing at Perennial Sound Studio) and Will Penne (drums) for all of the hard work and collaboration.

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Track Name: August 13th
In my dreams I still see you driving that old beat down car
I wondered who you are
So my dreams are still my worst nightmares, underneath the stars
I wondered who you are

If I could bring you back I'd so in a heartbeat just so you could see
Kyron's going into pharmaceuticals as you self medicated yourself too harshly
Honestly, I was too selfish to see what I had in front of me, I am all too guilty
And now, I've lost my last chance to say that I was sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry

God, why do you take all the angels
And leave what's left of hell on Earth?
Now, why can't you let one live
And experience our sin if it's really worse?
Please, why can't you see
That you always bring so much more pain than saving?
God, I can't believe in you
'Cause I don't really think you believe in me
Do you believe in me?
Track Name: 12/28/15
We all knew in
That casket was our best friend
I smoke my cigarette and
All of me just caves in
We all knew when
You slept we were awakened
You smoked your cigarette then
Left but not forgotten
Left but not forgotten

I guess they needed another angel x2

Last night I wished upon a star for alcohol to take my body
I wished it everlasting
Broken silence by baby cries stopped no tears, but years worth of heartbeats
No amount of sympathy could heal this, no "sorry"s could lift the rain
No laughter could overwhelm the crowd like the cries from your mother did
Your father's words fell on listeners as 2 ton blankets
And the prayers seemed to burst my ears
And the prayers seemed to burst my ears

Look straight forward
Pat Ben on the back, just please
Give me one last hug
Speak to us once more but
Your lungs are empty
Mine couldn't breathe in that bitter air as you drove away I wished for my lucky
I still see you roam hallways and theaters that are empty
Distant traces of you linger
Looking for an excuse to hear
My nickname once more
I am waiting for you to come back
I am waiting for you to come back

A body laid to rest, this year has been the deadest
I somehow wish that the flowers inside of me will bloom with spring but somehow I wish flowers wouldn't flourish, again
You're too grand for a handheld church
You're too subtle for a cathedral
We are too lost to find our way back home
Acceptance had never slid so slowly down my throat
The sunset on Friday set for you
Pinks set forth into violet against silhouetted greens; amazing
Water colored skies splashed on until night and
I wished upon a star that my callused hands could a heart
The candles burn
I'll burn slowly
A cigarette to the filter
A cigarette to the filter

I'll burn slowly
A cigarette to the filter
A cigarette to the filter
Track Name: Drowning
And I would rather be at the bottom of the ocean
Than have my body stressed with your emotions
I would rather be losing fingers to frostbite
Then to have to say that I would stay one more time
Track Name: Say That You Are
When I look out your window you search for what I'm looking for
When I shake off the rugs you sweep the dirt of the floor
When I type something in you look through my hard drive
When I break all your laws I see the fault is all mine

What if I came home
What if I lost it all
What if I came home
What if I lost it all

Would you yell and tell me how long it's been?
Would you cry and say that you expected different?
Would you say that you're sorry?
Would you say that you're sorry?

You locked onto my ways and I locked onto your taste
My friends and I ate our weight while you sat and thought for days
What if I came home
What if I lost it all

Would you yell and tell me how long it's been?
Would you cry and say that you expected different?
Would you say that you're sorry?
Would you say that you're sorry?

Would I yell until my lungs would cave in?
Would I cry about how we are just too different?
Would I say that I'm sorry?
Would I say that I'm sorry?