1. |
Capacities
02:52
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My energy is a memory
Of a time when I was human
This suffering is cursing me
There’s nothing I’m pursuing
Oh
Edging off the balcony
Whispering emergency
Do you even know me?
24/7 and 365
I’m losing my heart and I’m losing my drive
110 ways that I let you in
It wasn’t enough 'til I shed all my skin
To see inside my mind
It’s in my eyes feeling traumatized
Inside I know there’s no cure
Recovery feels out of reach
Tell me what I should die for
24/7 and 365
I’m losing my heart and I’m losing my drive
110 ways that I let you in
It wasn’t enough 'til I shed all my skin
To see inside my mind
Don’t wait here for an encore
Hold me up like your savior
Well aware that there’s no cure
Tell me what I should die for
Don’t wait here for an encore
Hold me up like your savior
Well aware that there’s no cure
Tell me what I should die for
24/7 and 365
I’m losing my heart and I’m losing my drive
110 ways that I let you in
It wasn’t enough 'til I shed all my skin
24/7 and 365
I’m losing my heart and I’m losing my drive
Give me 59 seconds to turn back the time
Go back and take what was rightfully mine
See inside my mind
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2. |
A Violent Affair
03:09
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It was a murder by the book
Can’t have done it
A liar and a crook
Had it coming
Got my finger to the trigger locked and loaded with an alibi
The desperation in the air
Suffocating
A violent affair
Captivating
Look me dead in the eyes as your heart beats for the last time
They’re coming after me now
Too late
Thought I could outrun this mistake
The prints all lead to me
I left them at the scene
Thought I planned the perfect crime
Shotgun
Remy in the backseat
Eyes wide
They’re never gonna catch me
Tonight
I’m gonna take your breath away
And if I could speak quite honestly
I never thought they’d come for me
There wasn’t hope there wasn’t time
I've compromised my perfect crime
They’re coming after me now
Too late
Thought I could outrun this mistake
The prints all lead to me
I left them at the scene
Thought I planned the perfect crime
In a shallow grave
I’ll make you behave
From a mile away
I’ll steal your fate
In a shallow grave
I’ll make you behave
From a mile away
I’ll steal your fate
They’re coming after me now
Too late
Thought I could outrun this mistake
They’re gunning after me now
Bang bang
Chasing down the freeway
Escape
I got a loaded gun
There’s nowhere left to run
Thought I planned the perfect crime
The prints all lead to me
I left them at the scene
Thought I planned the perfect crime
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3. |
Fake It With Me
03:33
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Toss the grenade
Tell me it’s fate
You pull the pin I let you in
Going up in flames
Is it too late?
Thrill of the chase
Is this the war you asked me for?
Or just a phase
Fake it with me
I’d rather not be
Losing the high
It’s a matter of time
Until we end up alone
The pressure’s rising
I’m sick of trying
Swallows me whole
Eating your soul
Cause I don’t wanna be alone
I’m a slave to my temptations
And empty promises
Believing you deceiving you
Is just what we do best
Deception is what satisfies
It’s better to repress
If loneliness is what we are
Then baby I confess
Fake it with me
I’d rather not be
Losing the high
It’s a matter of time
Until we end up alone
The pressure’s rising
I’m sick of trying
Swallows me whole
Eating your soul
Cause I don’t wanna be alone
And joy has lost all of its appeal
I start to wonder if my pain is real
Is it all in my head
A footnote instead
Of the lines in the margins
That I should have read
And joy has lost all of its appeal
I start to wonder if my pain is real
Is it all in my head
A footnote instead
Of the lines in the margins
That I should have read
Fake it with me
I’d rather not be
Losing the high
It’s a matter of time
Until we end up alone
The pressure’s rising
I’m sick of trying
Swallows me whole
Eating your soul
Cause I don’t wanna be alone
And joy has lost all of its appeal
I start to wonder if my pain is real
Is it all in my head
A footnote instead
Of the lines in the margins
That I should have read
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4. |
Call Me Hysteria
03:07
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There's cracks in the concrete
Outrun the urgency
I'm indecisive with
Vices and virtues
The story continues
Question reality
Why is it crushing me?
Cheap thrills and overkill
Cycles and circles
And blood on the pavement
Saturate my sickness
Innocence is lost
My faith is shaking
The walls are breaking
Call me hysteria
Call me hysteria
And I exist only to keep on waiting
My mind is fading
Call me hysteria
Call me hysteria
Call me hysteria
Can't take it back this time
Still looking for a sign
Fragile and forced to be
Everything I can't see
Perfect and painless
Choking down the poison
Saturate my sickness
Innocence is lost
My faith is shaking
The walls are breaking
Call me hysteria
Call me hysteria
And I exist only to keep on waiting
My mind is fading
Call me hysteria
Call me hysteria
Something I noticed alone on the floor is that
No one can save me
I wish I was wrong but it's gone on so long that
I'm hoping it takes me
A vessel for pure despair
A madness you can't compare
I'll ride the insanity
It's who I'm supposed to be
Prepare for the mania
And call me hysteria
Innocence is lost
My faith is shaking
The walls are breaking
Call me hysteria
Call me hysteria
And I exist only to keep on waiting
My mind is fading
Call me hysteria
Call me hysteria
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Crashing Atlas Nashville, Tennessee
Hard rock band with a power-house vocalist, high flying guitars, and electronic experimentation
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