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Afraid of the Dark
03:22
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When the world don't seem to love you
When the nights won't seem to end
When all you seem to think about's
How did it come to this
When everything aligns
And it all just falls apart
You're busy with the details
Not following your heart
Is it like the sky is falling
And you've got open arms?
Are you seeking out the shelter?
Are you waiting for the scars?
Does it always rain
On the sunniest of days?
Do you hate facing the mirror
And writing your own name?
[
Hey
I'm afraid of the dark
I haven't found a purpose on the side of the road
I haven't found a meaning in none of the notes
Hey
I'm afraid of the dark
I haven't found a reason in the words that I say
And I'm still lookin for an answer each and every day but
I won't give up, I won't let go again
So fed up, I know this ain't the end
Don't give up and don't let go again
There's some reason, you know this ain't the end
Hey
I'm afraid of the dark
Hey
I'm afraid of the dark
]
When you look up from the ground
What is it you see?
Avenues of gold?
Or dead end broken streets?
Does nothing ever seem
Like it's really worth the trouble?
Take the weight of all the world
On your back and make it double
Tell me in your soul
Did you lose all of your passion?
The heart inside your chest
Only beating cause you're anxious?
Tell me from your heart
Are you wasting every day?
Are you waiting for what's next
While you're stumbling through the haze?
[
Hey
I'm afraid of the dark
I haven't found a purpose on the side of the road
I haven't found a meaning in none of the notes
Hey
I'm afraid of the dark
I haven't found a reason in the words that I say
And I'm still lookin for an answer each and every day but
I won't give up, I won't let go again
So fed up, I know this ain't the end
Don't give up and don't let go again
There's some reason, you know this ain't the end
Don't give up and don't let go again
There's some reason, you know this ain't the end
Hey
I'm afraid of the dark
Hey
I'm afraid of the dark
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2. |
Every Little Thing
02:47
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Maybe I'm just sick of waiting for things to better
So I'm looking through the tools for some rusty scissors to sever
I could cut and tear and rip apart the seams of whatever
If I could get a hit of hope, I could go on forever
What's another burden when the world's on your shoulders?
And I'm just tryna understand why is everybody is loaded
Because they're bent over with some kinda somethin or other
And they don't wanna admit it but I know that they're bothered because
I can't figure out who, what, where, why I am at all
It's not I haven't tried, I just never get a call
Back, all that I ask is for some kinda raw chat
Before I go disaster, disaster
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Every little thing just gets to me
Every once in a while
Every little thing just gets to me
Every now and then
Every little thing just gets to me
Every once in a while
Every little thing just gets to me
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Maybe I'm just looking for the answers that never seem to exist
Everything is always backwards and I'm caught up in the mix
If I could understand and accept the way that it is
Then maybe I could make a fist and get a fuckin grip
What do I believe? What's the point of anything if everything is vanilla
I sit and sleep in the middle, I grit my teeth and I riddle
Hit these beats and I kill em, got the heart of a lion but my guts I never spill em
I'm just caught up in the moment, always walkin on the road that's
Growin over, slower goins my MO and roamin
Til I figure it out, what it could all be about
I guess I'll let you know whenever I get to wherever's found
To wherever's found
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Every little thing just gets to me
Every once in a while
Every little thing just gets to me
Every now and then
Every little thing just gets to me
Every once in a while
Every little thing just gets to me
Just gets to me
Just gets to me every now and then
Every little thing just gets to me
Just gets to me
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There's bad people in good places
Nothing I can do but wait
There's bad people in good places
And we can't make them go away
There's bad people in good places
Nothing you can do but wait
There's bad people in good places
And I can't make them go away
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Slow down
You're not old enough to hear all of these
Bad sounds
How many times they hit and then you're
Dragged down
Glad frowns
Up and across your face like you're a
Mad clown
It's temporary, the night is scary cause something's in the dark
And you carry maternal wearings, don't let it hurt your heart
I swear the merry, that's ordinary, is never very far
Yea the glarings can leave you wary, but trust me, you're a star
Trust me, you're a star
Trust me, you're a star
It ain't about to end - all up in a flash
Unsafe, the house is red - all stuck in a clash
Your name, my mouth it says - all rough in a rasp
The cage, the doubt, the dread
I can smell the gas fumes from mad dudes with bad moods
These sad fools, they blast and smash through
Got their bad news to spread too
Til you're dread through, no excuse for the way they rude spew
Who - do - they think they are?
I'm not a fool - you - shine like a star
Why is those - who - can't hit the bar
They always choose - ruse - it's all a façade
They're always
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Bad people in good places
Nothing I can do but wait
There's bad people in good places
And we can't make them go away
There's bad people in good places
Nothing you can do but wait
There's bad people in good places
And I can't make them go away
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Emily Dickinson, "'Hope' is the Thing with Feathers" as read by Corinne
“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me
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There's bad people in good places
Nothing I can do but wait
There's bad people in good places
And we can't make them go away
There's bad people in good places
Nothing I can do but wait
There's bad people in good places
And we can't make them go away
There's bad people in good places
Nothing you can do but wait
There's bad people in good places
And I can't make them go away
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4. |
Little Voice
03:14
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All the boys and girls are screaming, running with their heads off
Something in the dark is creeping, waiting til you doze off
No, it's not a monster, it's that little voice inside you
Clawing at your vocal chords, trying to defy you
All the boys and girls are crying, running with their eyes lost
Something in the night is creeping, you can't seem to doze off
Maybe it's a monster like that little voice inside you
Locking down your cranium and trying to confine you
[
Break
Burn it down
I'm about to break
Burn it down
Get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
I don't want this
Get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
I don't want this
[
All the boys and girls are screaming, crying with their minds gone
Something underneath is creeping, no one really knows what
It can't be a monster growing bigger deep inside you
Serotonin in the brain, trying to misguide you
All the boys and girls are crying, hiding and their time's done
Something from below is coming, no one wants to know what
Can you feel the monster? it's that voice you've got inside you
Breaking through your fingertips, I'm thinking that it wants to
[
Break
Burn it down
I'm about to break
Burn it down
Get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
I don't want this
Get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
I don't want this
[
I don't wanna know x2 [no]
You don't wanna know x2 [no]
We don't wanna know x2 [no]
They don't wanna know x2 [no]
Don't say it, don't say it, no way it's okay, it's insane
Defeat it, delete it, repeat it, no way, it's insane
Don't say it, don't say it, no way it's okay, it's insane
Don’t say it, don't say it, no way it's okay, it's insane
[
Break
Burn it down
I'm about to break
Burn it down
Get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
I don't want this
Get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
I don't want this
Break
Burn it down
I'm about to break
Burn it down
I'm about to burn it, burn it, burn it down
Get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
I don't want this
Get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
Yea, get it outta my head
I don't want this
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5. |
Might Be Soon
03:30
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She feelin' good, she feelin' bad
I can't help with no jibber jab
In bitter there's no glitter
And all the wishful thinking's at a simmer
Inner critic boils over
Spins her cynic, soiled hoper
Hits her, rips her, trips her and clips her wings a little closer
To the bone, to the dome, to the home and oh no
When alone, with a tome and a phone, she go low
She slow mode and nose dove, the old road
No hope and cold tones are so mold
It's all grey, yea all day, and stall play
The crawl way is only til fall, lay
And I don't blame her for never wanting to move again
Cause these days don't be safe, it's all death
And there's a lack of precision in almost everything
So coming up with decisions, it's like you're pullin fangs
And doing things is new and strange and out of range
But it's only temporary, keep a steady aim
[
Everything's not beautiful right now
But I'm thinking that it might be
Yea I'm thinking that it might be soon
Everything's not perfect right now
But I'm thinking that it might be
Yea I'm thinking that it might be soon
[
She feelin' good, she feelin' bad
I'm tryna help with the jibber jab
In bitter there's a glimmer
So I lift her with a bit of somethin realer
A steady rhythm of the heartbeat
It marks the spark, see? Not everything is dark, please
Darling, you're starting and marching
The dark brings some hard things, but mark the
Many syllables that I can formulate to help you figure it out
Cause sicker for now is only diggin' you down
Today
Delayed but maybe escape's attained through
Pain and rain can wash away the haze
And make a better picture that could give you some hope
[
Everything's not beautiful right now
But I'm thinking that it might be
Yea I'm thinking that it might be soon
Everything's not perfect right now
But I'm thinking that it might be
Yea I'm thinking that it might be soon
[instrumental]
Everything's not beautiful right now
But I'm thinking that it might be
Yea I'm thinking that it might be soon
Everything's not perfect right now
But I'm thinking that it might be
Yea I'm thinking that it might be soon
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6. |
Spinning In Place
04:02
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Spinning wheels while standing still
Not a damn thing is feeling real
This medicine's not helping heal
The burning in my chest
A bitter deal, a bit of real
No doubt it's kills, the sound is still
Ringing in my head and there is almost nothin left
Where'd you go away without me
How'd you run so fast, I doubt the
Feet below my legs could carry all the weight upon these
Shoulders, it's so heavy
I can barely stand up straight and drown the demons flying out my mouth piece
How's about we calm it down a second
And breathe for a bit
Seethe in the pit
Be in the moment
It's all in slow motion - no seeds in the bed
Down the hallway and all day the droning hum's never dead
So I'm
Counting stars in the daytime
Counting bars when I make rhymes
I'm always tryna walk in a straight line
Bendin' at the pressure, always waiting for a break time
Sleep on through the daylight
This the way I stay fine
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And around and around and around we go
And down we go
This the way I stay fine
And down and down and down we go
And around we go
This the way I stay fine
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Grinding gears, but pushing on
The timing's off, and always wrong
Something's in the water
I can taste it when I'm up at dawn
There's that colder breeze the summer's never carry
Shaking all the windows, cold and frigid, keeps me wary
Eyes up to the heavens, tryna figure where you are
But it's even darker out tonight so I cannot see the stars
There's a pounding in my chest that's itching to escape
The blood under my nails doesn't match the look upon my face
And I feel you slip away
And I feel you less today
I don't feel you in the same way
Like all those years ago back when I was a kid
Now I'm talking to myself like why's it always crash like this
But there's no reason is there
It's just a series of events unfortunate
That lead us from moment to moment til it ends
And then something else begins
Like innocence that too collapses into the spin
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And around and around and around we go
And down we go
Into the spin
And down and down and down we go
And around we go
Into the spin
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Interference in the blood, a little noise inside the veins
Turnin' rabbit ears to get a better picture in the brain
Like how's it half the time everything just hurts
Turn the dial, spin it quick, where's the channel that works?
Come on, now, how's about we tone it down a bit
I'm about to blow my spout with clouding doubts developin'
This sunshine's too hot and the night's too long and dark
God, tell me where's the metaphor cause I need this to stop
Don't let it get you
Don't let it tempt you
Cause they will never know what's best for you
And I swear it isn't even like they know you anyway
Wearing wool and only lookin for something somewhere to save
Their only purpose is to drag you to their circus
With the madness, their rashness, and your circuits
Are their target, they wire you up so right and proper
Hop you up on that empty serotonin until they got you
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And around and around and around we go
And down we go
Until they got you
And down and down and down we go
And around we go
Until they got you
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7. |
Tell You
03:36
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I want to tell you
That at least I tried
That I gave it all in hopes to give a little piece away
I want to tell you
Of the good nights and the bad days
That I survived in hopes to give some of me away
I want to tell you
I want to tell you
I want - to say - I tried
I want to tell you
I want to tell you
I want - to say - I tried
I’m a cynic and I’m mad about it
Kinda tragic when I think about it
In the second of the minute of hour when I’m in it
I forget all about you
Disconnect and I’m scared about it
Unprepared when I think about it
Cause in the week of the month of the year when I’m here
I forget all about you
Frustrated and bored
I'm dying for more
And I think I'll never be the person I wish I could be for you
Tired and angry
Lost and I'm lazy
I think that there is something wrong with being someone like me
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I want to tell you that everything’s okay
I want to tell you but the timing’s never right
I want to tell you that everything's alright
I want to tell you but the timing’s never okay
I want to tell you that everything’s okay
I want to tell you but the timing’s never right
I want to tell you that everything's alright
I want to tell you but the timing’s never okay
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Isolated and I’m sad about it
Frustrated when I think about it
All the seconds and the minutes and the hours
When I’m gone, I think all about you
Pathetic and I’m giving up
Traumatic and I had enough
All the weeks and months and the years
When I’m gone, I think all about you
Shaking and sweating
The noise is dementing
I think that there is something out there much more for you
Hungry and slipping
A liar, it's crippling
I hope that you don't end up becoming someone just like me
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I want to tell you that everything’s okay
I want to tell you but the timing’s never right
I want to tell you that everything's alright
I want to tell you but the timing’s never okay
I want to tell you that everything’s okay
I want to tell you but the timing’s never right
I want to tell you that everything's alright
I want to tell you but the timing’s never okay
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I want to tell you
I swear I tried
I gave it all just to give a piece of me away
I want to tell you
Of the good nights and those bad days
That I survived in hopes to give some of me away
I want to tell you
I want to tell you
But I don’t know
No, I don't know if I tried
I swear I tried
I want to tell you
I want to tell you
I wanna say
I wanna say I tried
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Sin Atlanta, Georgia
Born in Brandon, Florida and currently located in Atlanta, GA, Jordan Garner has been writing since 2005 and performing since 2011. His adaptative, multi-faceted approach to music allows him to explore new genres while still incorporating classic Hip-Hop. Working in collaboration with Red Thread Studios, he has produced two albums under the alias, Sin. ... more
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