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One More Swing
03:09
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These days keep getting longer,
So why do I feel like I'm running out of time?
25 went by so fast, I'm not surprised it didn't last.
I guess I'll try to hide the bags under my eyes.
And I'm just too tired to feel anything,
Or find the motivation to give it one more swing.
Feels like a wasted youth, but to tell you the truth,
I'm not ready to give up on this just yet.
It's taking all I have to keep from looking backwards
To summers we spent with just the sweat on our backs
And Merriweather mud baked on high top sneakers.
I swear I'll find my way there again.
Do you remember blasting Riot! at the traffic light,
Or singing teenage ballads under meteorites?
Playing every sweaty basement to familiar faces
Condensing on the amplifiers under the fairy lights.
But I'm just too tired to feel anything,
Or find the motivation to give it one more swing.
Feels like a wasted youth, but to tell you the truth,
I'm not ready to give up on this just yet.
It's taking all I have to keep from looking backwards
To summers we spent with just the sweat on our backs
And Merriweather mud baked on high top sneakers.
I swear I'll find my way there again.
It's taking all I have to keep from looking backwards
To summers we spent with just the sweat on our backs
And Merriweather mud baked on high top sneakers.
I swear I'll find my way there again.
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2. |
Stop: Rewind
03:15
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I can’t remember the last time
That I could say everything’s fine
Without choking on my words.
It’s been too long since I’ve had all my friends beside me,
That crazy feeling right there inside me,
That tonight we’re gonna rage.
It’s been a shit year.
Thank God you’ve been here
To save me from myself.
When things are unclear,
Just be sure that we’re
Pushing ourselves to stay in good health.
Running out of things to do,
But I’d never trade a day with you.
And the more that things change I can’t deny
This bond, it can’t be broken.
This year I think that I
Will take this chance to make up for lost time.
Together there’s nothing we can’t do.
I’ll seize the day with you.
The smell of cigarettes and stale beer -
I’ve forgotten how it makes my soul feel.
Take me back to better days.
Singing in the car at 4 AM
Blasting the band we found at Warped Tour.
We’ll play that stage some day.
Now that we’re back here,
Let’s shift to first gear.
These friends are family.
The sky is so clear.
Be certain that we’re
Pushing ourselves to stay in good health.
Running out of things to do,
But I’d never trade a day with you.
And the more that things change I can’t deny
This bond, it can’t be broken.
This year I think that I
Will take this chance to make up for lost time.
Together there’s nothing we can’t do.
I’ll seize the day with you.
These bonds
Won’t break.
From now on,
We’ll savor every breath we take.
Running out of things to do,
But I’d never trade a day with you.
And the more that things change I can’t deny
This bond, it can’t be broken.
This year I think that I
Will take this chance to make up for lost time.
Together there’s nothing we can’t do.
We're taking in the views.
Running out of things to do,
But I’d never trade a day with you.
And the more that things change I can’t deny
This bond, it can’t be broken.
This year I think that I
Will take this chance to make up for lost time.
Together there’s nothing we can’t do.
I’ll seize the day with you.
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3. |
23
03:25
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Oh no, you're putting me out.
Would you light the match again?
Oh no, you're tuning me out.
Would you tune back in again?
Again?
Oh, I guess nothing's really worth repeating.
21 years had no meaning,
All those days spent on your bathroom floor.
And all your little petty games are nothing that I'd like to play,
But I'll still be there knocking at your door
'Cause I'm 21 and lost and insecure.
I hate this feeling in my chest you give to me.
It's the feeling that I get from too many shots of whiskey.
I'm sick of all your words that make me feel like I'm insane.
I'm not proud of all the things I've done to wipe you from my brain.
Well I guess nothing's really worth repeating.
21 years had no meaning,
All those days spent on your bathroom floor.
And all your little petty games are nothing that I'd like to play,
But I'll still be there knocking at your door
'Cause I'm 21 and lost and insecure.
When everything we know is falling,
And we can't quite seem to make it off the ground,
Buried underneath the weight of every broken pledge we made,
None of that can save us this time around.
Oh no, you're putting me out.
Would you light a match again?
Well if you don't hear, I'll keep repeating
'Til all my words have lost their meaning.
It's time for me to get up off the floor.
And every time you say my name,
Just know that you're the one to blame.
I'm sick of always knocking at your door
'Cause I'm 23 and I've learned so much more.
So much more!
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4. |
Cleveland Is For Lovers
03:26
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Where did you go?
How did I become so used to you being around?
Just chalk it up to my naivete.
It goes to show that it doesn't really matter how gently you let me down.
Guess that's why they say, "Nothing Gold Can Stay."
So we can't waste one more minute.
Here we go again, waiting on the days to pass while I'm
Wasting all my time sitting on my ass,
Hoping you'll sweep me off my feet and
Take me somewhere I would rather be
Where it's just you and me.
You're always where I want to be.
I keep thinking back to those summer nights
Where we would capture all of the fireflies,
But somehow yours would end up dead.
Whoa, tell me
Did you notice how I found every excuse to grip your hand in mine,
Or did it fly right over your head?
We couldn't waste one more minute.
Here we go again, waiting on the days to pass while I'm
Wasting all my time sitting on my ass,
Hoping you'll sweep me off my feet and
Take me somewhere I would rather be
Where it's just you and me.
You're always where I want to be.
I don't need you to save me,
But would it hurt you to pay me some mind?
I can't contain it, I'm quaking.
How could you be so fucking blind?
Every day I waste away,
Slowly decaying in this fantasy.
I've got to break out.
This isn't where I want to be.
Here we go again, waiting on the days to pass while I'm
Wasting all my time sitting on my ass,
Hoping you'll sweep me off my feet and
Take me somewhere I would rather be
Where it's just you and me.
You're always where I want to be.
Where it's just you and me.
You're always where I want to be.
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5. |
Friendly Little Games
04:04
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Somehow you reeled me in again
With those friendly games we played,
And now I'm over here kicking my own ass
For falling for you.
I try to scrape all the thoughts I've had of you and me,
'Cause I know your charade.
And you're more pain than what you're worth.
I wonder if you’ve ever really taken the time to notice.
And after a thousand times,
I’ve come to realize that you’re dangerous.
You wear me out.
My head hurts.
It’s no wonder I can’t help but scream so loud
In my mind.
I hate that I know I’d
Do anything to hear you sing
A private serenade.
I need you now to tell me,
Would you sing for me tonight?
I know it's wrong when I wish that we're alone
When we're out with our friends.
The guilt of all the mistakes we haven't made yet
Is turning me into a mess.
I can't love you at your worst,
But I somehow still want you at your best.
But you're more pain than what you're worth.
I wonder if you’ve ever really taken the time to notice.
And after a thousand times,
I’ve come to realize that you’re dangerous.
You wear me out.
My head hurts.
It’s no wonder I can’t help but scream so loud
In my mind.
I hate that I know I’d
Do anything to hear you sing
A private serenade.
I need you now to tell me,
Would you sing for me tonight?
I guess we'll never have it figured out,
But we won't know if we don't try.
All of these schemes I can do without.
So hurry up and testify!
I'm sick of waiting, going 'round in circles,
A picture of insanity.
It's nauseating, I'm suffocating!
Why don't you give it straight to me?
You wear me out.
My head hurts.
It’s no wonder I can’t help but scream so loud
In my mind.
I hate that I know I’d
Do anything to hear you sing
A private serenade.
I need you now to tell me,
Would you sing for me tonight?
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Keep Your Secrets Washington, D.C.
Pop punk band from Washington, D.C.
Streaming and socials:
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Web: keepyoursecretsband.com
Members:
Malerie
Matt
Ken
Jasiu
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