1. |
The Last Locals
03:37
|
|||
|
The sunlight crashes through the shades again
Chases off my old friends
Til it's goodbye empty bottles, empty nights
Three weeks gone
You didn’t leave a trace
Reminders
Pop up in my head from time to time
Call me a pessimist
I’m learning to live like this
And I’ll I know is I keep having bad dreams
I’ll move to Jersey
Listen to Lifetime
And as the wheels spin I’ll
Count the turnpike signs
Home never felt so far away
Never felt so far away
Sitting writing words for singing sake
Skirting around the pain
And counting street signs all the way from Maine
Know I knew I'd always make it through
And now for all I do
It's my time never say die because of you
If this is our last night
Baby I don’t wanna fight
Tell me everything will be alright
I’ve never felt worse in my fucking life
|
||||
2. |
||||
|
Picking up where you left off
Watch this be my downfall
And I won't leave this bar
Til I have to crawl
I always think of this god damn town
And how they should have just shut her down
But I'll still stay the way you made me
I'll still stay the way you made me
I still haven't found what I'm looking for
Maybe I never will
But the search is something in itself
So tell me what it is that pulls your heart strings
And I'll bite my tongue just not to tell you why I left
Fight with my liver
Pour one more drink
Biting my tongue
Not to say what I think
I'll stop myself from
Saying your name
Tonight I'm digging my own
My own grave
I'm holding on to something so tight that it might break my hands
This is the morning of my discontentment
Everybody knows I'm a piece of shit
But at this point I've learned to
I've learned to live with it
Fuck it, I'm taking off anyway
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
I've built this up from nothing
Now I'm tearing down and packing up
And I cant seem to shake this
Maybe we can make sense of all of this
Maybe we can both make this easy
Maybe I can self medicate and
We can both smile when I say I'm leaving
I'm a ghost in my own head
A creature of the night
What I call getting by is what you call drinking away my life
I'd bet my last 2 cents
That you're just too damn cool
To see me but that's ok because
I still see you
I'll sleep when I'm dead
So I'm swinging for the fences
God damn I'm gonna miss this place
I'm getting this off my chest
Once and for all
This is all that I have left
I'll spend the next month of my life waking up and feeling like hell
Maybe I just went too far this time
I clearing my mind
Of the bullshit that I keep
Now that your gone
I can finally breathe
|
||||
The Keeper Class Portland, Maine
"Equal parts 'Born to Run' and 'Born to Lose'"
The Keeper Class Is
Ande
Carlton
Eric
Jeremy
Matthew
The Keeper Class recommends:
Great album from a group of good guys
go to album
Life Out of Context
by Wasted Heart
Great tune, worth keeping an eye on, and hoping for more!
go to album
Another great release from a great band!
go to albumIf you like The Keeper Class, you may also like:
Taking cues from Midwestern emo and early ’10 pop punk, this Leeds, UK outfit are full of heart— not to mention hooks.
go to album
YOU'RE NOT THERE
by Pretty Matty
A new track from Pretty Matty finds the band in top form, delivering clean yet crunchy hook-laden power pop with trademark high energy.
go to album
Sydney group Bloods decamped to Seattle to make this brief, punchy EP that pairs punk attitude with sky-high hooks.
go to album
