Ceschi:
Only as free as the laws of nature allow us to be
Wasting another lifetime fighting inevitability
Moments of glory are short lived
Deep breath - take it in
Watched some great men fall feet first into the black abyss
Fists clenched
Swallowed by the monsters in their own heads
Since then
Tried to learn their lessons
But it seems I'm fenced in
Left for dead
Only mimicking actions that killed them
Gregory Pepper:
All my friends are jumping off of cliffs
All my friends are smoking cigarettes
Slow your roll man
Pay that toll man
All The neighbors kids are having kids
Drawings made from paint and fingertips
It's a crooked line so
Just take your time
So take your time
Follow a path as you walk past the river
Up in the morning and get from the giver
Both:
Killing yourself was cool when you were young
You were cool when you were young
Killing yourself was cool when you were young
You were cool when you were young
But slit wrists did not fix your ills
Not 50 pills
Not window sills
Once you've sucked out all the thrills
You're unfulfilled
You're nothing still
You're nothing still
Ceschi:
I want to grow a beard
I want to fall in love
Want to learn to appreciate beauty surrounding us
Nothing is trivial
Nothing's incredible
Everything's working in conjunction
To build the proper mold
All these days are gathering
Behind us
Bagging fallen leaves
Right now will be a memory
Right now will be a memory
Wanted to become something bigger than me
Wanted to fight against everybody's destiny
Realizing every single second I breath is just another stab
Before death comes to take me
Seen loved ones become stick figures and skulls
Seen stereos get pawned for some drugs
Now they're gonna lock me up
I'm feeling so stuck
Because I know inside that I never hurt anyone
This is only one page
One more day
Feel my growing pains..
Watch bones elongate...
Splinter through my skin...
Hair enveloping my face...
Canine teeth puncture through my gum space…
Watch me bleed all over every crevice of this place
Watch me prove you wrong
Show my life is not a waste
I gotta give a fuck
Gotta find it some way
I'm trying to give a fuck
Gotta find it some way
Some way…
All these days are gathering
Behind us
Bagging fallen leaves
Right now will be a memory
Right now will be a memory
Be a Memory was written by Ceschi.
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Ceschi released Be a Memory on Sat Dec 19 2015.