1. |
(Prelude)
01:04
|
|||
Accidental Crashes (Prelude)
All the claims we made were broken.
Honesty will never clutch.
When we strip away these lies,
There’s nothing left to touch.
|
||||
2. |
Contempt
03:01
|
|||
CONTEMPT
Crawl.
We never learned to walk.
Sold
A lie they never bought.
Control
Anything for you, my love.
Moral Suicide,
Oversimplified,
Nothing left to reconstruct.
Oh, did we call it love?
Did we fuck it up?
Symptomatic self-destruct
Wasting all of our potential,
A life so unessential,
Hold me in contempt.
Honesty alive,
Misidentified,
Pulled into this undertow.
Oh, Conversation dry,
Look away and hide
Like a rose of Jericho.
Wasting all of our potential,
A life so unessential,
Hold me in contempt.
Blinded, selfishly withholding.
The ending is unfolding.
Hold me in your arms.
(outro)
So alarmed.
So fucking charmed.
Our fears are gone.
Our fears are gone.
|
||||
3. |
Second Nature
04:04
|
|||
Second Nature
I tempt the devil
To show me his face.
I can find him in his special hiding place.
Can you see the darkest light?
Dim as sin when burning bright.
I talk to strangers,
Push them in and pull them out.
I taste uncertainties and dreams inside my mouth.
I make you want me
When you’re lonely and afraid.
I bring you close enough and only make you beg.
Can you see the darkest light?
Dim as sin and burning bright.
Burning bright.
(Instrumental Break)
Can you see the darkest light?
Dim as sin and burning bright.
Come out and play.
Come out and fight.
Steal the sun, return to night.
Return to night
Only second nature.
Always second nature.
Calling second nature.
Loving second nature.
|
||||
4. |
Home
03:32
|
|||
Home
We’re breaking furniture
We bought when we were sane.
Pointing fingers,
Perfect strangers drenched in blame.
Still, it feels like home.
Patience fading
As the fault lines begin to shake.
Sworn confession,
Crack a smile that yearns to break.
Still, it feels like home.
Moonlight highlight our regret.
Words we say and soon forget.
Still, it feels like home.
Daylight silence all our pain
Force ourselves to love again
Still, it feels like home
We would fracture all we’re after,
All the air we can breathe.
Eyes go lonely,
Mind go crazy,
Shiver sweet.
Amputating words
Before we learn to speak.
Still, it feels like home.
Colors find a way to bleed.
Use up everything we need.
Still, it feels like home.
Mirror hiding all we see.
Show us promise,
Set us free.
Still, it feels like home.
Loving taught us how to hate,
To destroy all we create.
Still, it feels like home.
Every time we say goodbye,
Nothing left to justify.
Still, it feels like home.
|
||||
5. |
Michagain
03:52
|
|||
Michagain
If I could wait until tomorrow,
I would wait for you to say...
I'd stand my ground if you should ask me.
I'd tell you I don't want to stay.
So, I will go to Northern California,
And I will find my younger self in Michagain.
Do not make me remind you
That I warned ya,
That I will not be coming to this place again.
I've thrown away all this caution.
I've thrown away all control.
I saved up all my second chances,
So I can find a brand new home.
I can't promise I'll send postcards.
I can't promise anymore.
You had time, and I had patience.
You want nothing.
I want more.
So, I will go to Northern California,
And I will find my younger self in Michagain.
Do not make me remind you
That I warned ya,
That I will not be coming to this place again.
|
||||
6. |
Wastelands
04:07
|
|||
Wastelands
A newsfeed delivers me a signed confession,
Burns with rage, unrelenting aggression.
Intellect crippled, a biased exchange,
I fantasize killing you.
Claws at the ceiling
When a heart stops beating at the bottom.
Flashing through the wastelands,
Find us a ticket to Graceland.
Racist, I knew you when we were sixteen,
Before our ideals could collide on the screen.
We’re no longer living in the same sane world.
I feel sorry for your children.
Imagine your life
On the wrong side of this hate machine.
Claws at the ceiling
When a heart stops beating at the bottom.
Flashing through the wastelands,
Find us a ticket to Graceland
Silently shifting, aligned on a path,
Constricting.
Would you believe the truth?
Could you believe the truth?
Would you believe the truth?
(Could you believe?)
Recover and heal from this social affliction.
Swallowing hate is a pointless addiction.
Claws at the ceiling
When a heart stops beating at the bottom.
Flashing through the wastelands,
Find us a ticket to Graceland.
Silently twisting, aligned on a path,
Conflicting.
Sadly said, the world is dead,
And I don’t want to try and get ahead
By myself.
|
||||
7. |
A Place for Odds & Evens
05:07
|
|||
A Place for Odds and Evens
Purity and grace run out of style
Ignorance and hate begin to smile
No more hiding the ugly truth
Worshipping with insubstantial proof
Is it delusion that you crave?
Lock them out. Let the right ones in
Dizzy as the lies begin to spin
All our friends we once respected
Rally behind a child they fucking elected.
Is it delusion that you crave?
Truth so false and obsolete
Life is full, so incomplete
Tell me, where’d you learn to think?
So fucked, so warped, so out of sync
Racist, sexist, piggy boy
Skin so thin, the world your toy
Monster, should I be afraid
For the ending of our days.
An emergency to find
A place for us to love before we die
(Instrumental break)
(outro)
Holding hands
We stand and face the great divide,
A place to say the words
We kept inside.
Will we ever find a way to compromise?
A place for odds and evens to unite?
We are wide awake, deliver us before we break,
A place to find forgiveness for our mistakes.
On the blackest night,
The echo of our battle cry,
A place for you and I before we die.
|
||||
8. |
Turn Back
03:32
|
|||
Turn Back
Someone showed me how to run
From the parts we’re playing,
We overstayed our welcome.
Someone stole away our fun.
Impossible, we follow you,
An apostle.
They took everything we stole.
They took all our self-control.
We start to laugh
Like it’s the first time,
Staring at the last time,
Fading.
No turning back.
Someone taught us how to lie
For our own protection,
Deception,
Our affection.
Someone said we’d never die,
But we blew our chances
Before our dance was over.
They took everything we stole.
They took all our self-control.
We start to laugh
Like it’s the first time,
Staring at the last time,
Fading.
No turning back.
We come together
When we’re torn apart,
Another perfect false start.
No turning back.
(Instrumental break)
We start to laugh
Like it’s the first time,
Staring at the last time,
Fading.
No turning back.
Drove away
Into the fog,
And we’re burning
All our photographs.
No turning back.
|
||||
9. |
More
06:05
|
|||
More
How do we know when to cut it off?
We’re losing years.
Words float out of our mouths
Into comic strip bubbles.
We don’t understand
What’s holding us back.
You want nothing.
I want more.
How do we learn to correct a mistake?
Forgiveness never measures.
Hollow point. Shallow break.
All that truly matters to you.
We hold back our dreams.
We blame to gratify.
You want answers.
I want more.
Communication breakdown,
Blood beneath our battleground
You want payback.
I want more.
Sometimes we feed
On a lethargic revolution.
Sometimes we feel
Like we’re the problem
And the solution
To our pain.
How do we know when we’ve said enough?
We’re in need of some convincing.
Say our prayers,
Sing our psalms,
To a God who’s never listening for free.
Eyes will break a stare
We’re taking on too much.
You’re getting tired.
I can tell.
When there’s nothing left to say,
We’ll be sharpening our tongues.
So, take care.
Goodbye.
|
||||
10. |
Accidental Crashes
01:57
|
|||
Accidental Crashes
All the words we found were stolen,
Pushed away, a loving shove.
When our teeth lose all their bite,
Will we hate enough to love?
Face without a name.
Can’t accept the blame.
Memories burn to ashes,
Glowing in the sky above.
These accidental crashes
Marching to their drums.
Eyes without a face.
No one left to trace.
Tell us what to feel.
Please, tell us what is real.
|
||||
11. |
Out Loud
05:03
|
|||
Out Loud
When you leave,
If you leave,
Please take every single piece.
Pry them from my tired hands
When you leave, dear.
If you leave.
Did you hear me?
I spoke softly.
I was whispering.
I was scared.
Would you please get on that plane,
Cause I still cannot say your name.
When you go,
If you leave,
Don’t look back.
Don’t look at me.
Cast your glance
Toward greener pastures.
Don’t think of our great disaster.
Did you notice I was patient?
Eyes closed so tight,
Breathing prayers.
Would you please get on that plane,
Cause I still cannot say your name.
Would you please get on that plane,
Cause I still cannot say your name
Out Loud.
|
||||
12. |
(Prelude) [Instrumental]
01:04
|
|||
13. |
Contempt [Instrumental]
03:02
|
|||
14. |
||||
15. |
Home [Instrumental]
03:35
|
|||
16. |
Michagain [Instrumental]
03:36
|
|||
17. |
||||
18. |
||||
19. |
Turn Back [Instrumental]
03:36
|
|||
20. |
More [Instrumental]
06:06
|
|||
21. |
||||
22. |
Out Loud [Instrumental]
04:58
|
|||
23. |
||||
24. |
||||
25. |
||||
26. |
Thom Kunz Wilmington, North Carolina
Thom Kunz is a musician and writer who lives in the coastal community of Wilmington, North Carolina.
thomkunzmusic@gmail.com
Streaming and Download help
If you like Accidental Crashes [Deluxe Edition], you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp