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wakin’ late, yet again, another hour, another minute, I don’t know what to think of it
been sleepin’ on the wrong side of the bed again
four am is my best friend, I find comfort in the lights and the caffeinated trends
as of late, every day has just been so mundane
hypochondriac with atelophobia, I don’t know where I’m going or whether I’ll fit in
people keep askin’ me if I’m really okay
memories are on my brain, gotta kill ‘em with caffeine, alcohol, and nicotine
I know that you never ever felt the same
took a train down to the town, I don’t why I came here or why I came around
but you said make the effort for me, for once you might see
so I hung around with all your friends, I know I’m doing good at makin’ pretend
and I can’t wait for these conversations to end
you said I was way too difficult and that I always acted so cynical
and in that moment I just wanted to be invisible
ignorance is solitude in a world that’s been consumed by the youth
just a subtle reminder you'll never be understood
and I’ve been gettin’ lost in the times
ain’t no reason to be afraid of livin’ in your mind
keep seein’ these boys with thorns in their sides, and all these charming men with so much to hide
back in nineteen-eighty-five with people who had lonely ideas, and careless lives
and a song came on the radio show, oh, heaven knows we’re all miserable now
we all keep seein’ the light but it never goes out
you took me to a mystical timezone where I lost my mind and the service on my phone
and there was welcome mats in front of everyone’s home
so we walked away from it all, and we smoked cigarettes to cushion our fall
when the earth dropped away, we went and rode on the storm
and I’ve been gettin’ lost in the times
ain’t no reason to be afraid of livin’ in your mind
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take me to the garden again
I want peace of mind
I saw the internet fall backwards
under the weight of all the lies
feed me coffee and peroxide
it’s all I need to survive
go run out to the street fires
they can not be disguised
and it’s almost dawn and I carry on
with anything contemporary that might be postponed
well i’ve seen it all a hundred times before
they said change was on it’s way but it just got ignored
feed me coffee and peroxide
it’s all I need to survive
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and livin’ is easy with your eyes closed, you just choose what you want to see
keep findin’ coffee stains on all my clothes, oh, these caffeine addictions ain’t free
and people tried showin’ me the way home, I said just show me the way to the sea
I want to drown
I want to drown
in an ocean of your sounds
with depressing lyrical tendencies, we gotta keep on keepin’ on
conveying our thoughts and opinions, into a form of lyrical song
and the words you sang were spiralling around my mind, but in a moment they will be gone
and I wanna feel the light
I want to feel your light
surrounding me in eternity
I want to drown
I want to drown
in an ocean of your sounds
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stuck in your ways, in a town filled with resentment and blood
learn from your mistakes or face consequence of a gun
a page from a book that which you never have read
in the land of the living it’s better to walk around dead
and captain, the ship we’re sailing in is on it’s way down
then resentment comes in, smokes a cigarette, and leaves with a smile
well I saw the face of what I want to see in the world
but it wasn’t good enough for all the people out there
so drink up that red wine, your glass is nearly out
and you’ll never be any more than just a face in the crowd
no one will save you, your blood is already cold
the gun in your hand just goes to show your lack of self control
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in a way I wish the world would go and change
we were lost in the postmodern phase
surfin’ down the street, resist authority
exposé, conditionally detained
destroy my brain just trying to make a change
this social strain, well it ain’t the only way
slide away from life, you can’t complain
alternatives? I want to get away
austerity oh no you can’t complain
your liberty? oh well, you have no reason to complain
and I found peace in the comfort of council estates
try to tell me to go and live within my means
my heritage based on a left-wing labour dream
so slide away, from life you can’t complain
alternatives? I got to get away
austerity oh well you can’t complain
your liberty? oh no, you have no reason to complain
oh and it never works
put your desires in line with the rest of the world
I’d rather hate myself than hate the natural earth
rather hate myself than hate the natural earth
so slide away, oh well you can't complain
alternatives? oh no I gotta get away
austerity oh well you can't complain
your liberty? oh well, you have no reason to complain
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Second EP from Manchester-based songwriter michael webster.
A collection of acoustic renditions of previously released songs. Recorded by Mark Ashton at Spirit Studios, Manchester.
Artwork by Wanda Roslyn - (@winterwitch_)
Released on Bread Records -
www.breadrecords.co.uk 
