Wanderers & Vagabonds (feat. Aaron Gillespie of Underoath) (Produced by Notebook)

from The Collage EP by Notebook.

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lyrics

The audio's distilled.
The water-flow is still.
Filth fills the stream. We're the swimming team, coughing up the illnesses in vomit (so forreal.)
Kiss goodbye and hold your will.
It's a toxic over-fill.
Tips the bottle so it spills.
But, I'm here, inhaling it out of panic.
Perfect is how I'm standing. Word is out that I'm manic,
turning down my sanity to amplify the lack in me.
I wave my arms and drown in peace. Kiss death when it puckers up and grabs at me (I can't fathom this.)
Pinned up to my own cross.
Skin stuck to the pole, raw.
Ribs touching, so starved.
It's sickening. But, simple.
It's our own fault, so gone.
Old scars, hope lost.
No love. Sit at the bar.
Whiskey, vodka, cigs 'til we're gone.
When does it end if it ends at all?
Lungs can't take this shit anymore. Need a lift, but they sit and watch me half-dead, falling 'til I hit the floor.
It's entertainment. Content at being lost.
Escape this place; this never-ending waltz.
Come on...

(Hook)

I made this bed on my own.
This here, I set it in stone.
Peace and tranquility combined with gore, forever exposed.
There is no hiding at all.
There's no invisible cloak.
We think we sit here alone, but, they're right with you, I know.
They're unfamiliar faces that seem so tinted and gross.
But, how on Earth can we grow together with the issues we hold?
No way.
There's no way. It's the lack of being open to show faith in an ocean of broke hearts.
It'll lead to a slow fade.
Generation of zombies that can't seem to get their hope straight.
It's narrow, crooked. Scarecrows shooken in the autumn wind. So cold.
Watch it from afar and you will see that this whole show's blank.
Underwater with a grip upon an anchor and a really, really low fate.
Guarantee I won't sink?
I don't believe what most say.
It's entertainment. Content at being lost,
Escape this place; this never ending waltz.
Come on...

(Hook)

credits

from The Collage EP, released August 24, 2012
Credit goes to Aaron Gillespie & Underoath for the sample used within this track.
(Underoath - "Too Bright to See, Too Loud to Hear")

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Notebook. Morgantown, West Virginia

Notebook. is an Alternative / Hip-Hop Musician that has been breaking down the boundaries between genres for seventeen years, all while putting his graphic, movie-like journey sonically on display. Limitation in Art is not a rule that he abides by, and the extreme highs and gut-wrenching lows of Notebook.'s life-experience is what also makes his work so relatable. ... more