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Matter
04:12
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Home / Could merely be the place we sleep / Alone / With plans and promises to keep / Alive / To make all of my dreams come true / Or die / Before making my big debut // You, showstopper, make me think, “Life could end in just a blink” / Thought I had so much to lose / But what’s to gain if I lose you? / ‘Cause you’re the one I want to come home to // Hard times come and hard times go / It’s no matter, no matter / Riches come and riches go / It’s no matter, no matter / People come and people go / And that matters / It matters if we can make it through it all / ‘Cause you matter, you matter // Night / Reminds us how the cycle ends / The fight / To matter to someone begins // Even if my dreams fall through / Let’s chase yours or dream anew / ‘Cause you’re the one I want to come home to // ‘Cause you’re the one I want to come home to //
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Search for Myself
04:28
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Been looking at old photos / Re-reading my favorite books / Connecting with hometown pals / But nothing seems to help me out / I’m different, I’ve noticed, than last year in almost every way / Been missing that other me / Is he long gone like yesterday? // I’m self-aware to a fault / ‘Cause I don’t believe I have blindspots / If I am in a state of change, can what I know really be sustained? // I can’t stop the search for myself / But I’m finding nothing, finding nothing // Psychology seems helpful / But needing more is inevitable / I’m tired of solutions that don’t address the pollution / You see it, you feel it / It makes us terrible scientists / Who made us? Let’s talk to him / ‘Cause only he sees without sin // I’m self-aware to a fault / ‘Cause I don’t believe I have blindspots / If my heart is deceitful, then what do I hope to find at all? // As I sift through my thoughts, the ground beneath me trembles / They shift like all the failing prophecies I wrestle / It’s time to redirect my search to something settled / It’s time, it’s time // I’m self-aware to a fault / ‘Cause I don’t believe I have blindspots / And everything I think I know, when I die what will I have to show? // I’m stuck in feedback loops of growth, death, and drift / Perfect self-knowledge is a burden we were not meant to lift //
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Worth the Wait
03:49
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He had the future made / Though it was just sixth grade / ‘Cause he would keep his heart sealed / Then he was shown the game / His heart unlocked, obeyed / And he learned to play the field / He had it all planned out / How to give his very best / But left that for conquest // You would’ve been worth the wait / Is it too late? / ‘Cause you’re worth the wait / That boy, before he grew into a man / He knew you’d be worth the wait // All that he had sworn to / So much he would undo / ‘Cause he hasn’t built a thing / If he had just loved you, would you be torn in two? / And would he still feel this sting? / Now that you’ve heard me out, will you take me as I am? / A broken promise land // This isn’t how he wanted us to meet / Or who he should’ve grown to be //
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Programming the Soul
03:34
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Death swallowed my whole while I was still alive / Now I’m tickling his tonsils till he vomits me up / Life plagued me with shame when I thought I could thrive / I was whistling in the wind trying not to disrupt / The way I knew life should go / The rules I tried hard to follow / Put my consciousness to rest / Now I think death likes to swallow the best // Why does it feel like… // The more I love, the less I’m loved, the less I’m loved, the more I want / The more I love, the less I’m loved, the less I’m loved, the more I want to hate? // The way I thought life should be / Is not what I found easily / But death is so obvious / We all know it comes for us // We feed off each other, but we’re never full / Now I’m wrestling my conscience till he gives up the ghost / He’s the source of guilt within my programmed soul / So regardless how I’m built, he needs to find a new host // Give me the X and Y so I can find the point / Of latching right and wrong onto a pivot joint / When will the moral landscape let me kill for free / Or else indict the world for how it’s killing me? / These two can’t coexist, at least one must be / If we don’t criminalize, then we are not free / I was taught my conscience is the highest law / But if my heart loves killing, does that leave us at a draw? // Who am I to decide what’s good and what’s evil / But who are you to tell me that I’m wrong? / And why do we prop ourselves up so quickly to judge what does and doesn’t belong? //
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Counsel (The Help I Get)
04:21
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“Let’s sit in your emotions / Tell me, how does that make you feel? / You got this far and fixed nothing / But now it’s time to heal / A little anger, a little shame / Yell out who you want to blame / And we’ll start from there” // “Let’s list out your devotions / Tell me, how do they help you grow? / Do they lead you into truth or does guilt eat at your soul? / A little lust used as bait / To bring others into the hate / Harbored for yourself” // Why am I starting to resent the help I get for doing what I want? / Inhibitions fuel contradictions / When I do what I hate and I’m not what I love // “Describe to me your family / Tell me, did they love you well? / Did they give you tastes of heaven or scare you straight with hell? / Did they fight? Did they date? / I know they kept food on your plate / But was that enough?” // “Describe to me your love life / Tell me, have you loved them well? / You say they deserve much more / Yet you ride that carousel / A life of sin used as bait / To bring others into the hate / Then to spit them out” // You don’t have to be scared / You were never alone / But you can’t make it on your own / If you don’t turn around, you might never be found / And if you’re never found, you will never be home //
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Lonely Saints
05:46
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Does heaven have lonely saints? / Does heaven have wasted days? / No matter how hard I try / I never can figure out time / I look for help in myself / But I find a barren hell / Like drowning with my hands closed / After three days, I never rose // I want so badly to surrender / But the days, they are so small / I promised that I’d follow you / But I won’t give up control // Does my house have lonely saints? / I walk past her every day / Yet whether she pray or cry / I never offer up my time / I know that she sees me still / I know that she always will / And I hear her every prayer / But I’ve grown too selfish to care // I want so badly to remember / When I thought we had it all / I made a vow that I’d love her / But I won’t give up control // She dives in to grab my hand / But the glass is out of sand / I thought that she needed me / But I had sunk too deep to see / That this woman loves me still / And by grace, she always will / This portrait that rescue paints / Could prove there are no lonely saints //
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Humanizer
04:29
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He’s flirting with me again / Making promises he can’t keep / That I could have everything / If I’d only be with him / But I know he won’t commit // He’s stress-stress-stressing me out / He’s stress-stress-stressing me out / He’s stress-stress-stressing me out / He’s a humanizer // His good intentions always seem fake / And there’s a fear I can’t seem to shake / Am I a member of a crowd / Or the only one he sees? / Do I know he won’t commit / Lust and empty promises? // The only place where I am free / Is when I shut my eyes tight / Disappear from his sight / The only place I want to be / Is where the world that I see / Matches up to my dreams // The only place where I can see / Is when I shut my eyes tight / Live in perfect hindsight / The only place I want to be / Is where the world that I see / Matches up to my dreams / Either he can’t view me / Or he’s speaking truly // I made my mind up to let him be / But could not kill the anxiety / Even when he is nowhere / I still feel his stare / Tomorrow will always be there //
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Cave
04:20
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It might look like I am stuck in a hole / Don’t mind me, I’ve got it under control / It’s not so bad down here / It’s only been a year / But I can’t imagine going back // Why do I try to please anyone but me? // I’ve got everything I need right here / I’ve got everything I need right here / I’ve got everything // Everything in my little cave // Who needs cities when I make my own tools? / Can’t eat, can’t sleep in a world built by fools / I used to humor fears / But now it’s been five years / I’ll never digress again like that // I have found what you seek / Evolution’s peak // Digging deeper’s never been so great, no / Don’t confuse my mansion for a grave / I’m so better off living down here where my future’s made / You don’t know, you don’t know / Heard those rumors that I’ve gone insane, no / They will never manage to explain / All the ways I’ve grown past the past / It cannot infiltrate / Better off on my own // It might look like I am stuck //
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Honest Tree
03:53
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Telling you the honest truth / Brings the freedom of confession / With the weight of reality / Was it lighter in the fiction? / I don’t need a priest or booth / But I do want absolution / From my wasteland fidelity / Why does freedom cut like friction? // All the bars I couldn’t jump / Have transformed into a cage / I’ve been cut down to the stump / Burn the wood or turn the page / My whole life lies on the floor / What remains of my old self / Can the dead now be restored? / I’m too proud to ask for help // Fruitful seasons came and went / Failed another expectation / While I wait for the honest tree / Will I stand up to the rending? / Seasons feel so permanent / Fiction was my consolation / Will I wake from the fantasy / To a fresh start or the ending? // What do I need to do / To make sure I can stand up in front of you / And be welcomed as a son that you knew / Not a stranger convinced he could always get himself through // I’m too proud to really tell the honest truth / To myself or others / These branches are only good for falling / I hide my face when I hear you calling / My whole life lies on the floor / What remains of my old self / Can the dead now be restored? / I’m too proud to ask for help //
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Unfallinlovewithable
06:13
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You know the tale / They’re looking at you like they just fell / But it won’t last / The future always repeats the past / Hope never dies / But it can shrink to such a small size / There goes the child who loved so hard / Just wanted somebody to miss your smile / When they cannot make you laugh / Somebody to miss the whole you / Not picking their favorite half // You believe that you’re unfallinlovewithable / Eyes that don’t glance / Feet that won’t dance / Asking questions like / “Would it be too much trouble / For one last chance at true romance?” / Who’s falling in love with you? // I know it hurts / When none commit while everyone flirts / Each one’s the same / Is it them, you, or God who’s to blame? / But nevers can’t stand against one piece of evidence / Then there they go / To never again hurt somebody who knows that / I miss your smile / When I cannot make you laugh / I even miss your sadness / When you cry, I’m cut in half / So I’d rather be together / In weakness than be strong alone / If you would be my forever / A mystery becoming known // You believe that you’re unfallinlovewithable / And it’s alright / I know that fight / Now I need to say / You just might be in trouble / ‘Cause it’s not true / And I’ve got proof / I’ve fallen in love with you // It can be hard to be honest / With all its clumsiness in tow / Contradictions are upon us / Of what we feel and what we show / Time for us to break the pattern / Let the never die at last / Nothing’s gonna make me sadder / Than if you think your hope has passed // You believe that you’re unfallinlovewithable / But at your worst / You are not cursed / When you start to fear / “It was never possible” / You’re worthy of another’s love / We all think that we’re unfallinlovewithable / That if we’re known / We’ll be alone / So we choose to keep hiding away from trouble / And stay aloof / Ignore the proof / I’ve fallen in love with you / Do you love me, too? //
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Chase Tremaine Nashville, Tennessee
One-man-band emo rocker with a post-hardcore sense of instrumentation and an old-fashioned pop sense for melody and harmony. Originally from Dallas, based in Nashville.
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