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Space Between Us
03:04
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Space Between Us
This is the space between, the space between
You and I need the space between…
Feel thin, words left unsaid
See thru images, the pictures in my head
Search for traces of trust
Knowing there’s something wrong with us
This is the space between, the space between
You and I need the space between
This is the space between, the space between
You and I need the space…
Between ends that are dead
Fueling hunger, craving left unfed
Slipping out of my sight
Reflecting shadows in the light and
This is the space between, the space between
You and I need the space between
This is the space between, the space between
You and I need the space between…
Promises fade, in the space between
Promises fade, in the space between
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2. |
Jealousy Type Song
03:33
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Jealousy Type Song
Something in your eyes, I can’t stand it
When you look at me so candid
You seemed like a good idea at the time
The way you gravitated towards her
Holding your breath moments after
She seemed like a good idea at the time
I felt you, now you’re gone
Feels like it’s taken me so long
I found you, something’s wrong
This is a jealousy type song
Looking, lusting in my direction
Boiling, aching til it’s done
I seemed like a good idea at the time
Hatred betrays, makes you so different
Love to jealous, so not what I meant
This seemed like a good idea at the time
But more raw than that
I felt you, now you’re gone
Feels like it’s taken me so long
I found you, something’s wrong
This is a jealousy type song
I felt you, now you’re gone
Feels like it’s taken me so long
I found you, something’s wrong
This is a jealousy type song
More raw than that
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3. |
Fear & Bottle Caps
04:42
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Fear & Bottle Caps
I could see a year ago, you would end up here
It’s like watching ‘Ground Hog Day’, through a bottle of beer
I hate this for you, you hate it as well
Thought it would be one drink now swimming in hell
Drinking is your mistress, she confronts and she consoles
Helps you forget for a moment
Black out to black out turns into a black hole
The bottle is empty and so are you
Always tryin’ to fill up on things you can’t undo
Afraid of the future, missing ghosts from the past
Crave one peaceful moment, but it’s just the pieces that last
Afraid of the future, missing ghosts from the past
Crave one peaceful moment, but it’s just the pieces…
Trade pleasure for pain, then pleasure for numbness
Trade now for yesterday, standing at the edge of the abyss
Hiding in a hole you dug with fear and bottle caps
One drink to the next to the next
One or the last still full on lapse
You can change it, for the moment you will
Climbing, scratching and clawing
Then down again, Jack and Jill
The fear of failing lives alone inside your head
Everyone else expecting, that’s how the monster gets fed
Afraid of the future, missing ghosts from the past
Crave one peaceful moment, but it’s just the pieces that last
Afraid of the future, missing ghosts from the past
Crave one peaceful moment, but it’s just the pieces…
Stand up, stand up take a deep breath
The voice of expectation is choking you to death
Doing what you always have done, has you here and so undone
The crossroad is ahead, waiting for a right choice
The only sound to decide is the sound of your own voice
Even at a whisper you hear it in your head
Change only isn’t scary when the other choice is dead
Afraid of the future, missing ghosts from the past
Crave one peaceful moment, but it’s just the pieces that last
Afraid of the future, missing ghosts from the past
Crave one peaceful moment, but it’s just the pieces that last
Afraid of the future, missing ghosts from the past
Crave one peaceful moment, but it’s just the pieces that last
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4. |
OK, So Listen...
03:58
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OK, So Listen
Here’s the deal, you really hurt my feelings
I’m done, I’m thru
Watching you hurt the people I love
Taking advantage over and over
Are you the only one who matters
Stuff and things that keep you up at night
Laying awake until the morning light
Nothing you say or do can make it right
We’re gonna fight
I keep telling myself it’s not my life
You have to make your own way
Are you alive or are you dead
Such a crazy place so numb
Disappearing over and over
Are you the only one who matters
Stuff and things that keep you up at night
Laying awake until the morning light
Nothing you say or do can make it right
We’re gonna fight
I keep telling myself it’s not my life
You have to make your own way
This pain is about YOU.
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5. |
Hands
03:05
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Hands
I keep both hands in my pockets
Every time I’m next to you
I mean to do the right thing
Sometimes it’s so hard to do
All it ever takes is a glance
Your smile just breaks me in half
You know what you’re doing
Hidden behind a nervous laugh
In another time, in another place
Hands in your hair, hands on my face
Your hands on my neck
Makes me shake inside
Come a little closer
Don’t you try to hide
All of these goose bumps
Like nothing I ever knew
I don’t know where we are
But I’m glad to be here with you
In another time, in another place
Hands in your hair, hands on my face
You can keep your hands in my pockets
Every time you’re next to me
I’m not asking you to changer who you are
I’m just asking you to be
Now is the time, now is the place
Hands in your hair, hands on my face
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6. |
K.A.N.E.
03:05
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K.A.N.E
You know your own strength
Deep within, calling our your name
Rise up take your place
Your life to reclaim
Stronger, you’re stronger
Stronger, you’re stronger
You know your own strength
Pushing forward, farther every day
Stand up move ahead
Weakness soon will fade
Stronger, you’re stronger
Stronger, you’re stronger
Stronger, you’re stronger
Stronger, you’re stronger
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7. |
Out
04:22
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Out
Lead to believe the lies were “Truth”
Took advantage of my youth
Full on fake out
Comfort taken all the way
Perfect words always to say
Need to break out
Oh the “Light” it draws you near
Never mind the cult of fear
Turn and shake out
Now I see
So much clearer
Left to be
Who’s in the mirror
All this time
Wasted, wasted
Fallen, fallen from grace
Rearrange to find my space
Fallen, fallen from grace
Settled in I’ve found my place
Now I see
So much clearer
Left to be
Who’s in the mirror
All this time
Wasted, wasted
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8. |
There Are No Words
03:53
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There Are No Words
Sitting on pins and pine needles
Driving through the cemetery
There are no words
It’s surreal, and it’s in my face
All at once, giving chase
Time has come
Just begun
Walking the rust colored carpet
Recurring dream passes by
There are no words
It’s surreal, and it’s in my face
All at once, giving chase
Time has come
Just begun
Gripping faded memories
Only serves to indulge
What could, should, would have been
Let go
It’s surreal, and it’s in my face
All at once, giving chase
Time has come
Just begun
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9. |
Truly Jaded
05:18
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Truly Jaded
Hereditary, heart of hate
Know no better manipulate
Hate the man hate his child
Manage his life control his wild
False love manipulates
Open arms used as bait
Love is not patient nor is it kind.
Always a reason manage your mind
Hurt is cultivated, love is truly hated
You are saturated, I am truly jaded
Starve a fever feed a cold heart
Your plan for the future your plan from the start
Pied piper of deaf kids
Work a little harder proud of what you did
Open wounds filled with fault
Nurse them to health fill them with salt
Heart on a string pulled like a kite
So many wrongs can't make any rights
Hurt is cultivated, love is truly hated
You are saturated, I am truly jaded
Hate the sinner love the sin
Righteous reason pull the pin
Yanking wildly on my last nerve
Stabbing blindly at blind curves
You'd do anything to get back control
I see through it now it's taken it's toll
I'll blow it up I'm walking away
You are the one who taught me this way
Hurt is cultivated, love is truly hated
You are saturated, I am truly jaded
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10. |
Sunshine On The Floor
02:46
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Sunshine On The Floor
Little girl, sitting on the floor
Trying to pick up sunshine
Like so many times before
Out of reach, warm upon my face
Mama picks me up, wrapped in her embrace
Memories of what used to be
So sweet, the innocence of childhood
Not a care in the world, tried to be a good…girl
Guitar case, open on the floor
Snapshot of the future
Eager to explore
Within reach, dreams that I would chase
Daddy picks me up, wrapped in his embrace
Memories of what used to be
So sweet, the innocence of childhood
Not a care in the world, tried to be a good…girl
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