"Development"

Now, theres a crack on the inside, and i start to play.
Now, my fingers stuck, over stood my stay.
Now, Now, Now, my world is bent from this development.

Moving faster, then a storm's rain after the plaster split, where my fingers fit.
Sure disaster and growing faster then my skin can take.
At least that's what they say.

Now, theres a crack on the inside, and i start to play.
Now, my fingers stuck, over stood my stay.
Now, Now, Now, my world is bent from this development.

Crowded cluster.
Do you trust her to take the weight, or make the change?
Abandoned labor.
Do yourself a favor and do for you, not what you're used to.


Now, theres a crack on the inside, and i start to play.
Now, my fingers stuck, over stood my stay.
Now, Now, Now, my world is bent from this development.

No more sanity.
I can't stay here, too many bad choices.
No more space to breathe.
I can't stay here, too many damn voices.

Now, theres a crack on the inside, and i start to play.
Now, my fingers stuck, over stood my stay.
Now, Now, Now, my world is bent from this development.


"Circles"

Going around in circles again.

Pedal to floor, back in the seat, purpose and will verus modern machine.
Passing the slow, defeating the weak, all with the tar on the street,
and the weight of my feet the sweat on my face.
Wanting first place for than you can understand.

Going around in circles again.

Photo finish race.
Rear veiw stare chase.
Satisfaction only when I finish at the end.
If i follow all the rules, promise that i'll win?
Driven so confused that im going around in circles again.

Going around in circles again.

Holding on by a thread.
Cut me loose so I can contend.
Hoping for something more then second place, first place or more.
Where will I be when I get to the end?
Doesn't matter what place i begin three hundred sixty-one degree's and then.

Going around in circles again.


"Your Signs"

Gotta make the list of what is best
gotta make the fist and beat against
have to leave an impression
do you have a suggestion?
i'm all out of good ideas
the ones you have always put into your ears
with all you care to share
how did i end up here?

your signs are pointing to nowhere
that's exactly where i won't go
your signs are pointing to nowhere
and no one that i know
will ask all you care to show me
care to show me

gotta make the list of what is best
gotta make the fist and beat against
have to make this perfectly clear
i'm not waiting for one million years
for us in general
you make the chemical
situation i put us in
unfamiliar in foreign land

your signs are pointing to nowhere
that's exactly where i won't go
your signs are pointed to nowhere
and no one that i know
will ask all you care to show me

how would you like me
where would you like me to be
and could you make me worry
just a little more
the way you look at me confuses me
even with you next to me

your signs are pointed to nowhere
that's exactly where i won't go
your signs are pointing to nowhere
and no one that i know
will ask all that you care to show me
your signs
your signs (care to show me)
your signs
care to show me
care to show me
i won't go


"Normal Days"

Strange Days are normal.

Trying to find the words, making my mind up from what you've heard.

Winding down you're just finding what indifference you're having today.
Make your mind up it's never the same.
Sinking down, ceiling climbing,
while you're up to your neck in the same situation and start to complain.

Trying to find the words, making my mind up from what you've heard.

You can't fool me with your smiles.
Seen you treat whom you call your friends,
and you'll never be called that again.
Been on your knees for a while,
searching through broken glass with your hands, can i offer you gloves again?

Trying to find the words, making my mind up from what you've heard.

The way, the time, the chance, a glance,
a second look at your stance on the way the day could
change strange days to normal days.


"My Own Sake"

"Just be patient" the best advise I did not take.
"Super stellar first impression" i did not make.
My own insecurities are not as bad as you make them out to be,
and out time is running out so fast.

I move this fast, and i make mistakes for my own sake.

Can't you see that all of your times are wasting while we're wasted?
Tripping over (and over and over)
our own feet when we look too hard, for what's older, older, yes older.
Then the day we got to this world that enough
for me to make a good impression when I'm walking through the door.

I move this fast, and i make mistakes for my own sake.

I'll do what i have to, to be everything you want me to.
Without putting you through all the questions I'd like to mention to you.

I move this fast, and i make mistakes for my own sake.


"Hands"

I dont know how to say to make you understand that
when i turn my head to look I wanna see your hands.

You used to care.
In the beginning, it felt like you'd always be there.
Now i see that winning's not easy.
It's something that needs to be held the right way.
In the beginning, feels like we're going to win.
But somewhere you caused this to end.

I dont know how to say to make you understand that
when i turn my head to look I wanna see your hands.

I need space too.
Would of wanted it with you.
I need time to think too.
But all i seem to think about is me minus you.
In the beginning, feels like we're going to win.
But somewhere you caused this to end

I dont know how to say to make you understand that
when i turn my head to look I wanna see your hands.

In the beginning, feels like we're going to win.
Now it's the end and we start to pretend.
Somewhere you caused this to end.

I dont know how to say to make you understand that
when i turn my head to look I wanna see your hands.


"Excessive Reaction"

Gotta get from the point of pressure,
to the point of no return, to turn me inside out.
Brother please, tell the others, please.
There are others that don't know about these...

Standing, responses.
Failing the answers.
Screaming so foreign.
Excessive reactions.

Bouncing off walls,
where the pictures hang of the last ones that made them fall before.
Taking it all with a grain of salt, and a bitter sweet memory of these...

Standing, responses.
Failing the answers.
Screaming so foreign.
Excessive reaction.

Insane and bottled in, explain the state I'm in.
You're electric pulse can't ail my sins, explain the state I'm in.

Not so lost, not so fast, not reacting act so...
Not the boss, not the past, not reacting act so...

Gotta get me from the point of pressure,
to the point of no return to turn me inside out.
I know my answers don't meet your satisfaction,
but they cause your reaction, excessive reaction from you.


"Mountains"

One more problem.
How you've got them.
All tied up with a million things to do.
Two more problems, how I've got them.
One is someone else.
Two is you.
I hate that it had to come to this so fast.
How else would i know if we would last.

Making mountains out of mole hills, taking fountains past their filf.
Making mountains out of mole hills, and making me want to kill.

Every wonder, every question, every thing that I'm not so sure is real.
Every funny look, every stop and stare,
every doubt in my mind that you still care.
I hate that it had to come to this so fast.
How else would i know if we would last.

Making mountains out of mole hills, taking fountains past their filf.
Making mountains out of mole hills, and making me want to kill.

Making mountain, taking fountains, shaking grounds with tinny problems.
Co-created from the way you give direction with affection.

Making mountains out of mole hills, taking fountains past their filf.
Making mountains out of mole hills, and making me want to kill.


"Any Advice?"

Making choices and hoping that they're all right.
Hating waiting for something to make this worth the waiting...
and what are you waiting for?
Any advice?

Intervention of a mental melt down.
Too late to help, it's out of my hands now.
Do you want to do what you want to, and not tell me how?
Explanations are more than I'm asking for.
Just suggestions, not unfeeling metaphors.
No recaps all over again to remember tonight?
And make this worth our fight?

Making choices and hoping that they're all right.
Hating waiting for something to make this worth the waiting...
and what are you waiting for?
Any advice?

we are losing all sight of the big picture, and there is no light on upstairs.
there's nobody home and I've unplugged the phone.
Misdirected aggression from an obvious lack of attention.
Would you care if I mention the fact that im losing my mind?
And I'm not even looking this time.

Making choices and hoping that they're all right.
Hating waiting for something to make this worth the waiting...
and what are you waiting for?
Any advice?

...Could you spare for a friend, so i don't do it twice and fall into a trend,
and make this happy story end?
There's a crack in the ice.

Making choices and hoping that they're all right.
Hating waiting for something to make this worth the waiting...
and what are you waiting for?
Any advice?

Intervention of a mental melt down.
Too late to help, it's out of my hands now.
Do you want do what you want to, and not tell me how?


"Hide And Seek"

Forearms can't cover up lies in hiding.
Counting makes the only sound, while I wait for hours to be found.
So much for making up rules while we're playing.
Who cares about the rules anyway?
They're for mindless fools and child's play.
This time, yeah this time.
It's my turn, it's not your turn.

Counting helps the hiding, but what I seek I'm not finding.
Ready or not.

Why should it make sense?
Why are you so unspontaneous?
And why does your way sound the same as yesterday.
So I'll shift and bit again.
Draw a mark on your skin that turns you the color pink.
What exactly will they think of you?
This time, yeah this time.
It's my turn, it's not your turn.

Counting helps the hiding, but what I seek I'm not finding.
Ready or not.

Why are you jealous, over bearing, verzealous?
What for? Is it the lost memory of all those games with me?
All those games you played on me...

Counting helps the hiding, but what I seek I'm not finding.
Ready or not.


"Get Inside"

What I do makes the worst of you.
And a good situation gone bad from the start:
a classification that slowy tears us apart.

Forget about polite, hurry up and fight.
Your words are just lying there helpless.
Hurry up and
fight. And get inside.
We've started, while you wait for nothing.

Where did our calm conversations go?
Why don't we continue this show?
I don't want to relax, or lower my voice.
it's my choice, and i proudly choose to hide.

Forget about polite, hurry up and fight.
Your words are just lying there helpless.
Hurry up and fight. And get inside.
We've started, while you wait for nothing.

These walls are so thin, I can hear every sin.
No confession, for obsessions that they covet, and squeeze in your arms.
Cause your hiding, while confiding is going too far past the point of
harmless charm.

Forget about polite, hurry up and fight.
Your words are just lying there helpless.
Hurry up and fight.
And get inside.
We've started, while you wait for nothing.

While you wait for nothing...
Forget about polite!
Get inside.


"Mint"

I'll take back what is left of what you had barley enough to keep me dead.

Tell me how to make some sense of the the mess you left me with.
You used up every chance with me.
To settle for you won't settle for me.

This need for more has me cold, and shaky.
No more waiting for a reaction face when they hear
about, the trouble that started when you and I met,
and let me remind you I plan to get through,
with or without you.

Tell me how to make some sense of the the mess you left me with.
You used up every chance with me.
To settle for you won't settle for me.

Want verus need.
Don't push me, I have no need.
Buy or sell, those beans are a nuclear falling out, disaster.
That called in the troops even faster then when all the lights went to red
instead of the days when we made eachother.

And we try to make some sense of the the mess you left me with.
You used up every chance with me.
To settle for you won't settle for me.

Later please, doesn't put my mind at ease, pushes me away.
Say what you have to...

And you try to make some sense of the the mess you left me with.
You used up every chance with
me. To settle for you won't settle for me.

Tell me how to make sense of this non-sense, distress.
Won't settle down...

Later please, doesn't put my mind at ease, pushes me away.
Say what you have to say...