I ain't been sleeping well these days I lie awake listening to the trains Wishing for one of them To come take me away Lost my way every place I've been Tired of thinking of all the hurt I've seen Wishing for death To finally take me. My days are all the same On the corners I beg and plead I blow my lungs out For some strangers change The nights are long and cold Under bridges where you're all alone Embers of the fire build Like drifts of snow I've been thrown out I've been let down Never felt a promise Of this town That it was supposed to be When I left home I am washed up On my last breath Just an old man With nothing left. It ain't the way it was supposed to be When I came home. My ups and my downs Have burnt me out These people watching me The swan song that I sing And in the crowd I feel the eyes That have been broken down Just like mine. I hope these words dig deep I hope he's listening He sees what I've become Just a broken man begging in slums I found my hope Finally found my hope In the poor lost souls eyes That were burning just like mine.
i fucking love how this band has broken so free of the generic hardcore drumroll and crafted somthing with a real narrative, and a real sense of depth.
Wherever you are Tyler, I hope love finds you, and you understand that I loved you like no one else will. And you loved me in a way I will never let anyone love me. We were to wrong and right for each other like forbidden fruits. I another world we’re together, happy, and healthy. But this isn’t our world, so with that, I say goodbye forever. And I let you go. Forever your baby love, and forever your mistake, mel.
This is how modern blues should be. Haven't heard this song in years.
I ain't been sleeping well these days
I lie awake listening to the trains
Wishing for one of them
To come take me away
Lost my way every place I've been
Tired of thinking of all the hurt I've seen
Wishing for death
To finally take me.
My days are all the same
On the corners I beg and plead
I blow my lungs out
For some strangers change
The nights are long and cold
Under bridges where you're all alone
Embers of the fire build
Like drifts of snow
I've been thrown out
I've been let down
Never felt a promise
Of this town
That it was supposed to be
When I left home
I am washed up
On my last breath
Just an old man
With nothing left.
It ain't the way it was supposed to be
When I came home.
My ups and my downs
Have burnt me out
These people watching me
The swan song that I sing
And in the crowd
I feel the eyes
That have been broken down
Just like mine.
I hope these words dig deep
I hope he's listening
He sees what I've become
Just a broken man begging in slums
I found my hope
Finally found my hope
In the poor lost souls eyes
That were burning just like mine.
i fucking love how this band has broken so free of the generic hardcore drumroll and crafted somthing with a real narrative, and a real sense of depth.
Wherever you are Tyler, I hope love finds you, and you understand that I loved you like no one else will. And you loved me in a way I will never let anyone love me. We were to wrong and right for each other like forbidden fruits. I another world we’re together, happy, and healthy. But this isn’t our world, so with that, I say goodbye forever. And I let you go. Forever your baby love, and forever your mistake, mel.
I need to know the story behind this please
@@aprilsong7422 yes
This song is literally heart-breaking.
Seriously! Its the catchiest part of the whole song.
I love 2:08 - 2:40 ~ That's just good writing. I get amped when he yells "WHEN I CAME HOME!"
I cry myself to sleep listening to this :'(
viewer number 20,000! What a tune!
Wow.. defeater rules !
So chill,
what an album
Been homeless in these times.... 08*
Word, same. Not 08 but on n off through 2013-2017.. This song hit different when you live that shit fr
@GodBlessYouthfulness omg yes
this reminds me of Nirvana - Something In The Way...
Loma Prieta
@GodBlessYouthfulness
defeater
la dispute
touche amore
xerxes
algernon cadawallader
1994
in a row from bottom to top
@GodBlessYouthfulness
defeater
la dispute
touche amore
xerxes
pianos become the teeth*
algernon cadawallader
1994
in a row from bottom to top