deathdreams

From the album 'deathdreams' Written by Emily Whitehurst Performed by Survival Guide Produced, recorded, and mixed by Bob Hoag at Flying Blanket Recording Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room LYRICS: Place cards, centerpiece She asks me what she did wrong How disappointing Gave it away for a song Sticky floor, sticky beer Smells like cigarettes here Surrounded by dirty men And I’d do it all again Get out of this town and see the world Take your life and do what you prefer Get out of this town, go see the world Breaking the rules and your heart How did us girls ever turn out this way? Breaking the rules and your heart You gave us courage, you gave us strength You taught us girls can do anything We don’t have to wear the white dress standing at the altar If we don’t want to now Do you regret it all? Wish you’d kept your words small? I’m on my own road Where it ends up, I don’t know CHORUS Joy won’t shelter you You can’t eat your dreams What a bad little seed Who just wanted to be free CHORUS

From the album 'deathdreams' Written by Emily Whitehurst Performed by Survival Guide Produced, recorded, and mixed by Bob Hoag at Flying Blanket Recording Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room LYRICS: It’s so embarrassing to admit that I still feel sick When our song comes on the radio Flavor’s bitter like vinegar but you’ve been with her For ages now, I know I’m so tired of pining over you If there was something I could do, I would do it Parting is such sour sorrow The taste you left with me It’s a real tough pill to swallow So hard to believe that it’s just Sour sorrow Sour sorrow, now it’s just Sour sorrow When will this feeling leave? I used to think I was oh so strong I was never wrong Never let a man get me down Salty memories make my skin burn When will I learn to forget you now? I’m so ashamed that I can’t be happy for you If there was something I could do, I could do, I would do, I would do it CHORUS I told myself so long ago Not to count on another soul You tore my lungs out and let them go cold There’s no use in saying it now ‘Cause parting is such sour sorrow You meant the world to me When we used to put on our show Part of me believed CHORUS

From the album 'deathdreams' Written by Emily Whitehurst Performed by Survival Guide Produced, recorded, and mixed by Bob Hoag at Flying Blanket Recording Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room LYRICS: You are me and I was you You think I’m glaring but it’s not true Even if you just appeared, you’ve always been a piece of me Same cloth, same blood, same tree Same feet stomping rhythm with our stories Let me bubblewrap you Hide you from his eyes I just wanna get you through these dangerous times Pull you through the fire to the other side You look like a fresh-baked pie Their tongues are hanging out Never forget that your machine gun is your mouth Little sister, don’t you doubt, oh I know you hate it when I tell you what to do But it’s only because I worry they’ll steal the light from you Just let me bubblewrap you Hide you from his eyes It gets me twisted up inside To see you as a prize CHORUS Oh, fresh-baked pie CHORUS

From the album 'deathdreams' Written by Emily Whitehurst Performed by Survival Guide Produced, recorded, and mixed by Bob Hoag at Flying Blanket Recording Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room LYRICS: All you gotta do is believe me I love the way that you trust me I love the way you put none above me It’s your turn, prove that you love me My words become your scriptures Got the best evidential pictures I know you better than you Do you know how much I protect you? You can’t say no to the brightest teeth in the room You can’t say no when I slip a little bit of your blood Into my perfume Into my perfume Just a little bit Into my perfume A bit of your blood You wake, first thing wanna see me I make it so easy Just kneel and kiss my feetsies That’s all you gotta do to appease me So go and play the part now I’ll allow you to feel smart now You think it’s your decision As you execute my vision CHORUS I will keep you safe If you take my hand Do not look away Give me all you have CHORUS

From the album 'deathdreams' Written by Emily Whitehurst Performed by Survival Guide Produced, recorded, and mixed by Bob Hoag at Flying Blanket Recording Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room LYRICS: Looking at the clock Telling me I can’t stop I don’t deserve the rest yet Continue on the quest Did some things I can’t forget I lay down only to charge, I got lucky stars In the middle of the night In the dark and quiet Wishing I never had to slumber I am always under the spell of the beam What happens if I get there? Will I dissolve into thin air? Sharpshooter What’s there to run from when it’s All inside your head? Sharpshooter Every day is a sigh Looking forward in time Looking for the next chance to ride the avalanche Or hitching on thunder Wishing that I never had to slumber I am always under the spell of the beam CHORUS Only the dead truly sleep No wheels to keep turning, no grinding of the teeth Only the dead truly sleep They’re free from the power of the magnetic beam CHORUS

From the album 'deathdreams' Written by Emily Whitehurst Performed by Survival Guide Produced, recorded, and mixed by Bob Hoag at Flying Blanket Recording Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room LYRICS: She comes between us But we can’t see it Scratching with pins and needles Saying the perfect words Up overhead the vultures circle We’re still a bit too fresh but They won’t be waiting long I can save us all if I die before I wake Pray it’s not all a mistake as I go under Soak me to the bone No one showed me how, but now I know I’m going under What did we think was gonna happen? When she crashed the party No one told her she had to go I don’t want to do it But I know I’ve got to prove it So here goes I will fall into it and let go CHORUS Too late to turn around My fate is floating down And I’ll sink into the cold and dark And I feel the slowing of my heart yeah But when I rise, tear her world apart, oooh CHORUS

From the album 'deathdreams' Written by Emily Whitehurst Performed by Survival Guide Produced, recorded, and mixed by Bob Hoag at Flying Blanket Recording Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room LYRICS: Is this the lion’s curse? Solid gold your wordswordswords Oh so many to rehearse If I want to keep my head (Why do I always feel like I’m on the brink) Living in my house of cards Thank my lucky stars there’s no breeze today Burn me at the stake in town I’m on shaky ground There is only one way Overpowered by my heartbeat Drills in deep just like a cavity Wordswordswords, smell of gasoline Sound like buzzing bees Can we put the petals back on the rose? Don’t cut the thorns off, we need those too Let’s remind ourselves that everybody hurts And no one knows what we’re doing on this earth Ten thousand eyes become one Damage is done I start to decompose Threw myself upon the tracks There’s no going back, every surface cold Overpowered by my heartbeat Drills in deep just like a cavity Wordswordswords, smell of gasoline Light the match for me

From the album 'deathdreams' Written by Emily Whitehurst Performed by Survival Guide Produced, recorded, and mixed by Bob Hoag at Flying Blanket Recording Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room LYRICS: I’m not here to judge or challenge anyone In fact I’m leaving out the back door I can’t just choose a color I don’t play well with others Please don’t give me the score We’ve got no spirit We don’t wanna hear it You may think I’m not alive We’ve got no spirit Can’t you hear it in my voice And see it in my glassy eyes? First it’s head to head, then eye for an eye And they’re saying that it’s healthy It seems very human So I’m just assuming There’s something wrong with my circuitry CHORUS Please don’t call my name I’ll only let you down Looking across the way To some I’m just a void A heart with a hole And my temperature is icy I get it on the surface But what’s the real purpose? Seeing red’s never fun for me CHORUS

From the album 'deathdreams' Written by Emily Whitehurst Performed by Survival Guide Produced, recorded, and mixed by Bob Hoag at Flying Blanket Recording Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room LYRICS: Who picks up smoking cigarettes as a full-grown man? So much so that it changes the color of his hand As the sun shines all around him, he stews into rage Shoving glass into his chest while shooting arrows of blame You took advantage of the chances that I gave you 2nd turned to 7th, and the 8th time I forbade you Don’t feel bad, cause he hates everything anyway He hates everyone anyway, and especially me Don’t feel bad, cause he hates everything anyway He hates everyone anyway, and especially me Her downy comforter is soaked in red red wine The heavy weight drowns out her ghosts, but it blocks any light As she opens up her mouth, poison pearls start to drop And a scoop of frozen guilt is the cherry on top CHORUS

From the album 'deathdreams' Written by Emily Whitehurst Performed by Survival Guide Produced, recorded, and mixed by Bob Hoag at Flying Blanket Recording Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room LYRICS: There’s a living ghost that’s haunting me He doesn’t even know I can plainly see I don’t drudge up the dead Leave ‘em instead Keeping all the stories straight in my head, no Tries so hard, but I’ll always be free I’m the statue and you’re the rain Tears coming down my face, but my eyes look the same And you can’t make me scream, oh no And you can’t make me scream, oh no no no Like a wind-up toy stuck on its side You think you work so hard, but all you really do is lie You’re setting me a trap Guessing I’ll snap Crawling on the floor, waiting for my scraps, yeah I just watch as the fake blood dries CHORUS He thinks pushing me will bring us back together But that world is gone forever, gone forever And you can’t make me scream, oh no And you can’t make me scream, no no Never ever CHORUS

From the album 'deathdreams' Written by Emily Whitehurst Performed by Survival Guide Produced, recorded, and mixed by Bob Hoag at Flying Blanket Recording Mastered by Jason Livermore at The Blasting Room LYRICS: I really hoped for the double decker bus Though we never made it back to London anyway Maybe even better Mount Vesuvius Positioned into a permanent embrace I was wrong to think that as the red slowed I’d have your hand to hold, both our fingers growing cold But somehow when I focus on your face Dark fear’s erased Whatever takes me to the next place is love I’m about to die, so I picture you About to die knowing our love is true Maybe if I love hard enough, I’ll get to stay here by your side So I’ll picture you when I die Can you sense it? Are my thoughts breaking through to your sleepy head Can you feel it? Is there anything we left unsaid? Looking down at the city lights below Time is slowing down, but only for me Nothing special about the concrete curve My vision blurred until your eyes are all I see I was wrong to think that as the red slowed I wouldn’t do it all alone Feel a hum within my bones But somehow when I focus on your face I float in space Whoever takes me to the next place is love CHORUS