So I found this song a few months ago while searching for Mistakes Like These by Prelow. The instrumental is the same, but I could not find these lyrics anywhere. Anyone know where are these from? I wrote down what I can hear:
Yo, I remember thinking baby steps.
A thousand words in his eyes,
And then in a blink his lady left.
He quit his job and the next one paid him less.
Drinking like a slob, I dunno
Maybe to break the stress.
When out of work he's in faded
Sweats and slave to every day.
A rest would be the grave
And lately he's been contemplating death.
How can a conscious man rest
If you've quickly lost too many
To the problems no one else thinks we get.
I've lost a friend the other day,
I accredited it to change.
Acceptance is the hardest,
So we'll try to medicate the pain.
Looking in the mirror, and when your own reflection
Ain't the same as how you think,
You (???) and start to second-guess your brain.
Guess the lesson is that change can kill the little bit that's human
And resurrected to the flesh is just the modern day mutant.
I remember saying baby steps, screaming at the top of my lungs
Don't take the easy way, you left this mess.
Sometimes you wanna be alone by yourself.
Pick up the phone - there's all those numbers,
But there's no one to help. You gotta
Trip on your shoulder with a boulder for a ground (?)
Wishing that someone would hold you
Cause you always hold it down. So uh,
You don't wanna play, you don't wanna play anymore,
You got this pain you think that no one can relate anymore.
You're not alone and no one does it by themself,
Just pick up the fucking phone when you could use a little help.
I love you - another way to say I miss it all,
And since we're miles away
Some days I wonder if I'm missed at all.
I miss the whisk of fall,
I hate those days where I wished you'd call,
Singing reminiscent of us, wishing on a crystal ball.
Amitriptyline - don't fix the screams
It seems I've tripped and fall
Remembering my dreams,
And now it seems my back's against the wall.
Begin to be a man definitively tall
When your skin it bleeds, it leaves you weak,
Wondering how you stand at all.
I’m latching on the casket walls.
We'll cut the crap, the path was flawed,
So forgive us now for all we've done
And have not done before.
You get to crawling from a distance(?),
That's some satisfaction.
Tackled, beaten bad and (???) for good,
And bad some bad habits happen.
Now we're at the door, we don't beg for their acceptance,
Just better now than before
And that's the lesson that I'm stressing.
Now at their door, and we don't beg for their acceptance,
Just be better than before, and that's the lesson that we're stressing.