Detached EP

by Introvert

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02:57
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04:13
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03:42
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00:48
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05:09

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released January 3, 2015

Written and recorded by Introvert.

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Track Name: Bravado
False sense of confidence, uncalled for cockiness
Where do you get your bravado, cause it doesn't seem warranted
Brashness in assurance, fixed on self-entitlement
You've got swagger, you sure think so, but your delusions are deceptive

Your ego has been swelling from your self compliments
Providing a false pride sense, do you not see the mask you wear
You never do seem grateful, when was the last time you said thanks
You think you deserve the world, can't stand looking at your face

False sense of confidence, uncalled for cockiness
Where do you get your bravado, cause it doesn't seem warranted

Feeding off intimidation but yet so quiet when you're proven wrong

I want to hear you shout
I want to watch you twist and turn
And just shut your mouth
You should be quiet

I want to hear you shout
I want to watch you twist and turn
And just shut your mouth
Just become quiet

False sense of confidence, uncalled for cockiness
Where do you get your bravado, cause it doesn't seem warranted
Brashness in assurance, fixed on self-entitlement
You've got swagger, you sure think so, but your delusions are deceptive

Now you're seeing the self that we've all seen
Track Name: False Hope
Blurred face
Cold slate
Nothing remains
One chance, go beige

I know what you're thinking, I know what you're told
Step off, this shit won't last
My blood runs cold

False hope
No soul
Do what you're told
Run dry, go home

I know what you're thinking, I know what you're told
Step off, this shit won't last
My blood runs cold

When I look into your eyes, what I see I despise
What was you now is lost, thrown away left to rot
I'm talking to the ground, another friend I've lost
My ears can bare no sound, find peace at any cost
Two decades gone to hell, why would you sell yourself
To a standard you can't keep, a standard you can't keep
And you keep fading away, you have no sense of self
Are you stranded in that grave, now only time will tell
Now I've seen this change, you always swore to me
That you'd never become, humanities slave

As time ticks by the reaper smiles
He knows your loyalty comes cheap
But to his surprise, you've got no soul to keep
Track Name: Anxiety
Nothing ever matters, no one seems to care
I'm stuck with no one but myself, I'm not going anywhere

Live with anxiety, always watching in front of me
This constant torture, got no hope of relief
I hate this state of mind, leaves me crippled in pain
If you don't think something's wrong then, you're fucking insane

I was born with a demon inside, but I guess that's fine
Never seemed to do me no wrong, it's in the back of my mind
When I see this world turn to hell, I always lean on myself
Guess I don't need you no more, put you back on the shelf

There's no rest for the wicked, can't wait til I stop thinking
Pissed off, like why the fuck not me
Held up by the noose I'm hanging

No point in living, no hope for me
No place to hide, reaper set me free

All I am, is all I've lost
Trapped in their graves, I am a ghost

There is no room for me, I'm spreading disease
My life has been taken from me

Nothing left
Track Name: Old News
I'm so sick of the empathy that's invading this scene
All these fucking bands writing lyrics they don't mean
You know it's easy, so easy just to fake it
Why write a fucking song when somebody else has made it

So to hell with you and your cookie cutter songs
Brainwashed a generation, they can't fucking think at all
And if you ask me who's in the wrong
I'll rip your fucking tongue out, it was you all along

It's your move
You're old news
The harsh truth
Fuck you
Track Name: The Great American Blowtorch
Are we ever gonna stop living hand to mouth
Long enough to find ourselves on common ground
We fight and fight - over problems should be solved
Without the threat of losing everything we've built before

Sore losers calling it quits, and taking hostages
Last time I checked we weren't kids
We should have more common sense
But it seems to me that we can't even compromise
Without driving to the edge and hanging off the cliff

I wish I felt the winds of change, but it all just feels the same
Testing each other's boundaries

Sore losers calling it quits, and taking hostages
Last time I checked we weren't kids
We should have more common sense
But it seems to me that we can't even compromise
Without driving to the edge and hanging off the cliff

Driving to the edge and hanging off the cliff
I'm hanging off the cliff
Track Name: Detached
When it comes to reflection, my resentment is law
When I jump to conclusion, hit the ground fast, take it too hard
What I do now meaningless, make a breakthrough, a mess
My vices make it hurt less, this cold dead heart adds weight to my chest

I got these problems, they keep on running away
I got these problems, they keep on running away
God damn indecision, every choice I haven't made

One foot in my mouth, one foot in the grave
Calloused hands, just hoping you'd stay
Foot in my mouth, one foot in the grave
Dead eyes, just hoping you'd stay

I got these problems, they keep on running away
I got these problems, they keep on running away
God damn indecision, every choice I haven't made

Has it been five years, closed eyes, he won't wake
Six years, since the cancer showed its face
Watched him fall, stumble, get carted away
Fall apart, in the cold of January

The memories won't fade

And I think back, was I detached
Or just desperate