Sick To Death

by Safe to Say

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Being re-released on 12" vinyl and 100% of the proceeds are being donated to the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation, preorders are up now.

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released 23 June 2012

recorded/mixed/mastered by kent sheehey

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Track Name: In Constant Echo
i'm fading out with every word, and if i only took time to realize i'm only insecure. and i'm lacking int he most with everything i'd want to be. its drowning out in constant echo.

fallout,
and i can feel it in the way we touch
because the air's getting thinner, my lungs collapse,
and your breath's my only crutch.

it's never raining when you're near
so you can wonder why i'd find it odd that you would should up here.
the things i love, i need to let go,
because there's a ringning in my ear that shakes and resonates
in constant echo.

fallout,
and i can feel it in the way we touch
because the air's getting thinner, my lungs collapse,
and your breath's my only crutch.
strung out,
to the point where i can't stand to see you standing next to me
with all my flaws in hand. you're waiting here.

water in your lungs again, i'm falling short of everything.
i won't let you drown.
Track Name: Tunnels
waking up still tearing at my skin, i am learning to stop this burning
(in the end) i am certain you'll collapse
because apparently my words are to hard to grasp.
if there's one thing i think that you should know,
i'm far more capable. you act as if i'm held on stilts and useless.

but i think that you should know, i am capable of being on my own.
and when i'm stuck here things just seem so difficult.

your light's burning, my minds learning to catch you in your lies,
you've crossed a line but it never crossed your...
fakest flame is the first to die and you have crossed a line,
but it never crossed your mind.

but i think that you should know, i am capable of being on my own.
and when you're still here i just hope,
i hope you're fucking miserable.

i think that you've crossed a line, but it never crossed your mind.
no, it never crossed your mind.
Track Name: Vacancy
my mind is always gun-running circles.
aimless in your tracks, underneath these leaves where i can see
these clear skies turn black.

it's hard to clear my thoughts when every sound
i hear seems to be trembling beneath the ground.
in vacancy my minds at ease. in vacancy.

my mind is always gun-running circles.
aimless in your tracks, underneath these leaves where i can see
these clear skies turn black.

it's hard to clear my thoughts when every sound
i hear seems to be trembling beneath the ground.
i'd rather freeze to death,
when i'm failing to catch up to you and the heat between each step
won't let me forget.
i'd rather freeze to death that sit right here with this lack of vacancy.

i never meant it that way. i never meant to turn your clear skies grey.
Track Name: Sick To Death
this splitting in two between my best and worst,
has failed to show me what i need and what i'm worth.
i'm close to caving in like frail white walls but i refuse to let you watch me fall.

(i won't cave)
and even if you cave, i promise you that i won't.

this splitting in two is something new that's creeping around the dust.
there's pictures pictures hanging of whats remaining of all this dirt and rust.
i'm headed hellbound.

broken picture frames are reminding me of who they think that i should be.
it's all repeating (it's all repeating),
and creeping around the dust.

i won't cave even if you don't.
i won't cave even if you won't.
i won't cave.
Track Name: What The Cuss
i wouldn't be so quick to judge just yet,
in an empty space where you're voulnerable to all of your regrets.
and i think it'd be much easier if you'd read between these lines.
it'd be so much easier.

i wouldn't be so quick to judge with this all hanging around your neck.
one slip you'll fall and lose it all, voulnerable to your regrets.
and i think it'd be much easier if you'd read between these lines.

i'm getting to familiar with all these pages and empty spaces,
and i'm tearing each one out.

tearing each page out and recognizing what all these italics mean to mean.
there's so much empty space. it'd be so much easier if you'd read between these lines. (read between these lines)

i'm getting to familiar with all these pages and empty spaces,
and i'm tearing each one out.

i wish that you'd read between these lines,
because i'm tearing each page out.