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Wasted Time
02:10
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I say let's go
You say I don't know
I say let's go
It doesn't matter
I've been
Staring at the stains on my white
Ceiling
Watching as the paint drys and starts
Pealing and revealing underneath is covered,
In all the lies we tell ourselves,
To keep our minds confused and,
Somewhat asleep
I say let's go
You say I don't know
I say let's go
It doesn't matter
And I know that I'll never get to see you when we get away
I can't find (a way to)
Waste my time (I need to)
All my life (find a way to be okay)
And I never mean to get annoyed
And I'l never seem to let it get to me, oh no
I say let's go
You say I don't know
I say let's go
It doesn't matter
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2. |
Strings
02:57
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3. |
The Other Side
01:54
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I've been on the other side,
And I'm not done being quiet with you
I've lost touch with all my friends,
They never seem to be around,
I don't go anywhere that I know I can
I never seem to be let down
I've been on the other side,
And I'm not done being quiet with you
It isn't that I don't care at all,
It's just I shouldn't be around now,
I know that this will never end well,
It's just I shouldn't be around now,
And I can't be
All that you want me to be,
And I don't go anywhere that I know I can
I always seem to be let down
I've been all alone, for far too long it's getting to me,
And I can't find, a way to get my feet on the ground,
I can't find a way to see that you're alright,
I'm fine, I guess, it's just you're out of your mind
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4. |
Blend
04:37
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Retrace my steps and I'll step back in time,
To reclaim a memory and label it mine,
The details are there, through the bottles left behind,
And I find,
The flashes of last night they light up my head
Instead, I find
We blend the weeks,
The recipe, is not to see
The closeness of the close past it follows behind
Like a shadow of the present that's faded in time
With all of these bright lights it's hard to see the night,
And I find,
We search with our eyes, but they don't hold up well,
And I fell, and I find,
We blend the weeks,
The recipe, is not to see
We blend the weeks,
The recipe, is not to see
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5. |
Fraudulent Gump (demo)
02:50
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And I said all the words in my head,
Can't forget to fuel the fire,
My own regards, just know that only with,
One hundred times, I won't forget the weight of this,
I know I'll live, I can't forget, it's in my every moment
And I read, all the words in her head,
Careful what I said,
I want to race, I know your pace, I'll always wait
And I'll always hope you'll be there,
Stay away I'll be okay,
Stick around I'll pick a fight
And I never fit the part,
But I never seemed to notice,
That now we're far apart,
The ground stands still but
I can't seem to figure out why everything is backwards,
I don't want to go and be alone or take apart in anything like this,
So i'll sit, on my own, on the floor,
I insist, your minds not fed,
But I can't, serve it up
No I won't get up for days,
No I won't get up to feel this,
Stew the day away and just build the burden
That I can't seem to lose,
Even though I'm picking up my shoes,
Just learn to play my part
And I can see the bottom,
And I can feel you here
And you'll find a better mind,
And I'll see that you're right
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Burnaby Kitchener, Ontario
Burnaby is a group of four friends from KW Ontario who love making music together. Growing up on a diet of pop-punk and The Beatles, the boys have grown up with a healthy dosage of emo angst combined with the fun spirit of not giving a fuck. Take life too seriously and you'll never have fun, don't take it seriously enough, you'll waste it. Listen to us as we try and fail to find that balance. ... more
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