1. |
||||
How many times can I hear these lies before I lose all hope in man?
I just can’t shake the feeling ive had all that I can stand
This world is too damn big but so damn small at the same time
So many useless reasons we can’t be on the same side
So hold me tight oh all I need is you
My friends my guitar and maybe alittle booze
Hate in your mind to war on the outside, Coming through like fall
Tell me one good reason we should even have these wars at all
How many times will children die before we’ve finally had enough?
I hate to be depressing, but it’s not like I’m making this shit up
Who writes the rules? Why do we follow them?
I know its not that simple, but
Baby baby, I think im an anarchist
And I know it sounds like a lot of responsibility
But no gods no masters, is soundin pretty good to me
Cuz I need your help to sing all of these songs
And when it’s your turn, damn straight ill sing along
Cuz the world wont change until we do, its true. Yes its true
There’s a light ahead but what that means is all up to you
There are people on the streets, fighting for our souls
And then the cops show up and knock a couple skulls
That's why baby baby, I think im an anarchist
And I know it sounds like a lot of responsibility
But my sisters and brothers are all I should ever need
So kiss the ground that you were born on. It’s yours
And throw your guns into the fire. No wars
We can break free from the violence, I’m sure
Those that keep us down shall own our hearts no more
|
||||
2. |
Kiss Me Sadly
03:23
|
|||
I heard “kiss me deadly” on the shuffle and I never wanna skip a song again
I heard the cars go by my window rushing through the rain again
I heard that good comes to those who wait but don’t know if I can wait that long again
I gotta get this out while I can but I don’t know if I can get it out again
I swear it wont be the same, these words are gonna break apart again
Log onto my facebook look at all the green dots I don’t talk to
Old friends new friends lost friends true friends, friends I love them
All to pieces, in my sickness, I lose substance, I forget my
Life is perfect im not starving im just letting things get me down
I cant let them get me down no more
So ive been thinking what would happen if I just got up and shouted:
Life is meaningful ill prove it, I wont let you down, wont let you
Fall, we’re all in this together, let’s stand up for…
Purpose
It’s not hopeless
No more regrets
No more excuses
I swear to god if there is a god that only god can kick me out
Depression’s just a way to write our songs,
It’s nothing that we can’t get through
|
||||
3. |
||||
I’m singing til my throat explodes. That could very well be tonight
And im dreaming til my brain goes cold. And that’s not too far out of sight
Going forwards your options fade. Going backwards you stay the same
All these words im singing, my temporary art
If only I could write them better, these words should break your heart
There’s no time for mediocrity/ these words should be the death of me
Rip my heart out. Tear it open. Empty all the juices from it.
I won’t need it. Too much longer. Life moves on we must get stronger.
---Emanuel Vinson---
I’ve got something to do that I’ve been meaning to do for a long time
It's a long list of things
Hilltops of scroll
I’m twenty now,
It's time to get going
The ripples of a twisting canyon
Water rushing around stone
Until that's me too
Until this name I didn't choose
Is all that remains of the life I did
---
Time. Come Help. Me Now. I don’t have much longer
Time. Don’t Fail. Me Now. We don’t have much longer
|
||||
4. |
Davey Dynamite Chicago, Illinois
Personal/political storytellin and yellin from Chicago.
Streaming and Download help
Davey Dynamite recommends:
If you like Brooder Split EP, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp