1. |
Every Endless Winter
01:52
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Verse 1:
Everything is going dark
For the next three months
Everyday, it's getting worse
Oh God, I miss the sun
The wind is getting colder
Cutting through the skin
And I don't know when
I'll leave my house again
Chorus:
I've got too much to do
And I don't know where to start
Cause every endless winter
I fall apart
Verse 2:
Every plan will get delayed
Because I don't have time
I'm triple booked and tired
But I guess that's fine
Because I'm not the only one
Who's in over my head
My entire generation
Seems to wish for death
Chorus:
The gloves aren't gonna help
The frostbite's eating you away
Cause every endless winter
I lose my way
*solo*
Chorus:
I'm filling up my schedule
But nothing ever fits
Cause every endless winter
I feel like shit
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2. |
Another Wasted Year
01:25
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Verse 1:
Another one just to write the check
Diaries of a nervous wreck
Feed the cognitive dissonance
Chorus:
But I won't let this take
Another wasted year
Verse 2:
I used to like every stupid song
Went MIA when I said so long
A hundred times I've been in the wrong
Chorus:
But I won't let this take
Another wasted year
Post-Chorus:
Self-flagellation for the crowd
Self pity turned up way too loud
Milk all the trauma, all the pain
Am I allowed?
*solo*
Post-Chorus:
Time capsules opened for the crowd
Small hurtful words blasted out loud
If I'm not honest, what's the point?
Yet I'm not proud
Verse 3:
Everybody's getting over it
But my recovery is counterfeit
It hurts more than I'll ever admit
Chorus:
But I won't let this take
Another wasted year
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3. |
Things That Lovers Do
02:35
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Verse 1:
I don't know anything about you, babe
But I know you're good for me
We're broken pieces of the same damn heart
And my cure is your disease
Pre-Chorus:
I've been known to be rather reckless
And so are you, that makes us extra hectic
But maybe two wild souls soothe each other best
And, after all, we could use a rest
Chorus:
So try to show me what this feeling means
I'll hear your heart if you can make mine clean
We'll hold each other when we're feeling blue
And we can do the things that lovers do
Verse 2:
You know me better than I know myself
And you scare me with that thought
Will I be satisfied with what I have
When I pull the band-aid off?
Pre-Chorus:
We've never been great at tough logistics
But we're both masters of easy fixes
Kiss me, fighting back the tears, cause you're all that's left
I'll keep you going when you're a mess
Chorus:
I'm breathing heavy when you stroke my hair
I'm in the arms of someone I know cares
Let's keep this going cause I'm lost in you
We can do the things that lovers
Bridge:
Do you ever think about the future?
And where you might end up in years and years from now?
Cause for me, I've always been a fucking loser
And all I have is the hope that this just might work out
Chorus:
Don't turn away, don't lose me in the crowd
Don't vocalize my deepest fears aloud
Don't shed a single tear until we're through
When we've done all the things that lovers do
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4. |
Rinse You Out
03:07
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Verse 1:
The snow is piling up outside my door
And no one's with me
The daylight fragments strewn about my floor
Show no one missed me
Pre-Chorus:
All your shirts are in my closet
Hurts to know I've made no progress
Chorus:
I can't rinse you out of me
Memories echo when I try to push them out
I'm not who I'm sposed to be
I don't know what my life is meant to look like now
Verse 2:
I never wanna leave this bed again
My goals are fading
Cause life's a game of luck, like losing friends
And I'm not playing
Pre-Chorus:
Everyone who's ever known me
Has a reason to disown me
Chorus:
I can't rinse you out of me
Memories echo when I try to push them out
I'm not who I'm sposed to be
I don't know what my life is meant to look like now
Bridge:
It's hard to depend
On anyone but my friends
Will they be there, will they be there
When I break?
It's hard to pretend
That I can count on you, friend
You won't be there for my latest
Dumb mistake
Chorus:
I can't rinse you out of me
Memories echo when I try to push them out
I'm not who I'm sposed to be
I don't know what my life is meant to look like now
I don't know what my life is meant to look like now
I don't know what my life is meant to look like now
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5. |
Skin
01:59
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Verse 1:
I'm falling through the carnival mirror on my floor
Into a state of constant sleep
CD scratching on repeat
You'll get it all eventually
I'd let you know but
I don't expect that you'll take it well
Chorus:
I'm not choking on this doubt
I'm breaking out
No one's gonna find me now
*solo*
Verse 2:
Newspaper print tangles my most private thoughts
Strangling them until the fun is gone
I don't know what it is that they want
I'd let you know but
You don't expect that I'll go to hell
Chorus:
I'm not choking on this doubt
I'm breaking out
No one's gonna find me now
I don't wanna take this route
But I'm breaking out
No one cares about us now
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John Vermeersch Shoreview, Minnesota
Thanks for stopping by! These are my demos, so if you're new here, I recommend checking out my band instead: lonelyenclave.bandcamp.com
John Vermeersch recommends:
Lonely Enclave
by Lonely Enclave
Our first album is a raw piece of garage (er, basement) rock, heavily inspired by Nirvana, Red Hot Chili Peppers, and Weezer. It's rough, but it's free, and in my biased opinion, worth a listen.
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Talking Secret - Single
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