Osker

hey shitface.
weren't you the one who told me i couldn't do anything?
hey shitface.
weren't you the one who put me down?
isn't it funny that you're still around?
i find it awkward that you're here now.

Cristina, I'm tired of being so far away.
Yeah, I'm still here; I'm not going.
What if I try and stop?
I'm responsible for you.
Until the anchor breaks.
Four years ahead.
What are you thinking?
I feel so together.
I need you now.
You have faith, but I know that I won't last.
Aren't we so tired of waiting for days to end?
How do we tread on when these fuckers are making our plans?
Dear everyone, I've been thinking.
I feel misrepresented.


Things are moving too slow; I want the control of this.
"There's got to be some kind of way out of here."
It's a lie to only yourself.
When people have you figured, carvings that read, "idle will kill."
Goddamn, it gets so hard not knowing what's going on.
All the while I carry your cross.
Who owns these desires?
You haven't said a word but I understand.

Every time I hear your name, it bears an uncanny resemblance to defeat.
I never wanna touch base, because it's hard to face the things we've been.
I don't remember the precious things,
remember the ways you showed your worth.
All of this breathing in
And never, breathing out
When hope you feel the pull, it'll bring down to where I go,
and that's what I know of life, 'cause it was all a joke.
What I know now, I could never go back to you.
Disconnected, disconnected, disconnect.
Your heart attack, it comes right back, right where we left off.
I point the gun too much.
You're fucking such, an easy target.
I couldn't carry a goddamn thing, but you, but you gave it anyway.
Half-flattered you believed in me, half-sorry you made a mistake.
When you feel the pull, it'll bring you down to where i go and that's what i
know of life, 'cause it was all a joke.
What i know now, I could never go back to you.


Disconnected, disconnected, disconnect..

I hope it's cold in your room, let the warmth lure you home.
I hope it's cold in your room, and like a magnet it'll bring you home.

When you feel the pull, it'll bring you down to where i go and that's what i
know of life, 'cause it was all a joke.
What i know now, I could never go back to you.
Disconnected, disconnected, disconnect..
What i know now, I could never go back to you.
Disconnected, disconnected, disconnect..

Save your pride.
If you could separate your fears from your beliefs,
then I think you'd see how you are no more alone than a million others could be.
If we stay alive just by changing, then from what are you made?
Of all the things I didn't tell you, I never lied.
What's you connection?
Omission or failure to confide.
The plan's to hit me with all the force of energy I've saved.
If she only knew my wrongs, things would be going right.
Speak so slowly.
How can this be happening?


Sharing air with the enemy.
I read a fucking joke on a storage room wall that robbed more girls than it was ever meant to.
More than one's too much.
She looked at me and told me we were only human beings,
and she explained how we fit perfectly.

Pick up the pieces.
Listen until it sinks in, or at least until you go crazy again.
Anything to show you understand.
The more you have a fit, the more I back away.
Tie those loose ends up.
The ones that you seemed to have cut.
Why don't you fucking go?
Why don't you show me how strong you are?
Hey, am I out of touch?
The things I do to keep your mouth shut.
I have watched mistakes they take the shape of flesh and blood, and even a name.
It's the truth that would tear your heart right out.


You know, I calle dlast night just to tell you I tied those loose ends up,
the ones that you seemed to have cut.
Every moment you bitch, know that this is your shit.
The pointed-finger play affects me less
not that I understand it doesn't have to be someone stringing someone else along.
I'll minimize all I want.

Through the strength of your arms, I realized I was off the mark.
All I really wanted was a pair of interested ears.
I learned that for every pause, I was almost guaranteed more time to speak.
It's always the selfish who say that life is way too short.
I'm not looking to get old, but I bet it'll happen anyway.
Now I look at my hands they don't move the same as two years ago.
At a slow steady pace, I made my way back home.
At least there I won't be ashamed.
Earlier today I felt the warmth as the skin it held the heat,
now the city surrounds me in different tones of gray.
Those are the same cries that make my bones shake...
Those are the same assholes that take more than they can handle.


I'm alone, but I'm not lonely.
I have kinetic energy.
The dividing line will separate us all.
Sometimes it's those nights,
where I'm all I have is really all I need...

Conversations haunt me like the body that wouldn't think.
If I could I'd take back some things that I have said.
I put a lot on you, it was good for sympathy,
but the truth is that I was as bad.
when i say nothing, when i do nothing.
all the things I sit with come flying out.
Try responsibility, not pacifism.
Don't take comfort in that you are damaged, just find a way.
Find a way to release the excess.
You'll find yourself better off.
Jump in. Don't slow down.
You don't think of me.
I won't retract what I've done for her, on behalf of her.


Don't take that away. I won't deny the time of it.
Someone said, "Take the past. You're not a reactionary."
I never had it hard
you held that to me
as a warrant of
perpetual happiness

What can you do when you feel like growing up is catching up on you?
I feel replace in a place I'm not a part of in a way I can't erase.
Piece by piece watch it break off.
This morning streets were lined with enemies
and I never wanted to leave so badly.
To you this promise I'll make, without you I'd never sleep.
I've changed as much as I can.

I'm bleeding misery.
Oh, eternal discontent- how consistent.
The only thing stable in my life is how I try...
To still this beating mind, so that I can finally rest.
The essence of my character is that I'm unable to be without worrying.
The words of dead humans seem so much more sincere
than the half-signed contracts that tend to occupy the open air.
Still this beating mind, so that I can finally rest.


The essence of my character is that I'm unable to be without worrying.

Watch your expectations crumble.
I hear the things are the same things you never,
never knew that you never wanted.
I take those things with me to sleep.
I'm not the one you want.
There is no time.
I don't think I can.
How hard can you push on me,
and how can I indifferently without making this something more than I want to
put up with.
I won't let a heartbreak happen.
I can see the harm; I had a net for August.
It's safe, let's not slow it down, we won't wear it out.
We time-travel.
I'm not the one you want.
There is no time.
I don't think I can.
How hard can you push on me,


and how can I indifferently without making this something more than I want to
put up with.
I'm not the one you want.
There is no time.
I don't think I can.
How hard can you push on me,
and how can I indifferently without making this something more than I want to
put up with.
How hard can you push on me,
And how indifferent can I be without making this something more than I want to
put up with.

Tension's up like fists in a fight.
You should've called me.
It would've meant something.
This is my mind on your recorder; this is my soul that, that you're hearing.
I used to have my own songs.

If I don't mind, then this problem remains my own.
When thinkin outloud just makes you turn away.
Your silence is crushing.
All I want, Animal!

Damn, your friends were wrong.
With all of the things you know, with what little grace you show.
Just "send a list of instructions to the factory and upon its return we'll


embrace it...
Only if it's gold, only if it's gold"
It's sickening in stereo.

If I dont mind, then this probem remains my own.
When holding things down, just makes you turn away.
The silence is crushing.
All I want, Animal!

I feel strangled
I feel torn in two
Insufficient amounts of two
Is this a sign of what I'm made of or how I allow myself?
Grab the wrists, pull away, I don't want to die today, and so I won't
Can't believe this is me
Well, you're drowning me with my own hate so I won't

Do you feel they're laughin' at you through the TV?
I know I do
And do you wonder how they get away with that shit they say?
Is this a sign of what I'm made of or how I allow myself to be treated?
Grab the wrists, pull away, I don't want to die today, and so I won't
I can't believe this is me
Well you're drowning me with my own hate
So I...

I was the glue that held us together
I'll be that fucking stitch forever


When you feel like there's nothing left inside of you
Just remember I wanted something I could hold on to
Are the metal restraints a good replacement for me?

Is this a sign of what I'm made of or how I allow myself... to be treated?
Grab the wrists, pull away, I don't wanna die today, so I won't
Can't believe this is me
Well you're drowning me with my own hate, so I...

Such a pretty sound
Ear to the ground
No no
(2x)

Patience is nothing worth holding onto.
Bite my tongue?
Why should I when you never did it for me?
When were you schooled in technicalities?
I didn't know I made friends with fucking rock critics.
As the days go by I've forgooten my limbs.
Days pass like we're running out of time.
Show me some scars.
What good is this when I don't remember?
I'm not gonna let myself be
Concerned with something so distant.
Hold tight, and maybe I will survive.
Hold tight
Hold tight, and maybe I will survive.
Hold Tight
Hold Tight, and maybe some part of me...

you're all i've got.
i explained to electronics and it understood.
the fucking radio takes my mind off of everything...
tonight i'll stare at everything and see nothing,
and i can't believe that this is me.
pitch black and no one isn't that what i always wanted,
and it's been all i've had for so long,
it'll be all i need until the day i die...

And then I tried what I knew I couldn't do
I got frustrated when I couldn't talk to you
And all these plans well they couldn't fall through
It's disturbing knowing that I'm losing you

I cannot, I cannot
I can't do anything at all
I cannot, I cannot
I can't do anything at all

And then I was who I never though I'd be
And when I spoke I was happy
Someone who was listening
Had so many doubts I
Wether I made it
With no help from you
I succeeded

I cannot, I cannot
I can't do anything at all
I cannot, I cannot
I can't do anything at all

I cannot, I cannot
I can't do anything at all
I cannot, I cannot
I can't do anything at all

And then I was who I never though I'd be
And when I spoke I was happy
Someone who was listening
Had so many doubts I
Wether I made it
With no help from you
I succeeded

knew this fit together too perfectly.
i struggled with some problems that were made by me.
i knew it was too good to be true.
so why am i not surprised it started with you?
why are you so difficult?
i only wanted you there and no one else.
i'm getting tired of these moods.
and no, i don't follow you.
it all fell apart right in my hands,
and i'm waiting for you to change your mind again.
though i'd like to be happy all the time.
dave would like to think otherwise.
it wasn't about fun,
as it changed for the worst,
and you fought no one.

i shout so listen.
actions always uneffective.
one last try before giving up.
this cycle i'm caught in fucks me up,
why does this happen?
when i reached up for air,
i felt nothing, so i sank...
someday i will be just fine.
so if it's all in my mind,
why can't i ignore it?
the things they say can be fixed are fucked up things that just exist.
you can't control the things out of your hands,
so don't even try...
nothing ever turns out right...
to trust i guess i learned the hard way.
don't believe anything they say to me.
don't forget what you've done to me,
i won't let it get to me.

i guess you don't understand.
you meant a lot to me.
more than you think...
you are now where i was then.
how the fuck does it feel?
it's a pity because i tried so hard.
and now that you want to whatever's convenient for you...
when i needed you most,
you hung up the phone.
what kind of friend would leave me alone?