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Don't Waste The Funeral Funds (Acoustic)

by Ghosthread

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1.
Gawler Train 04:58
Call me from the bottom of the deepest part of the ocean Think the signal got lost somewhere along the way I know it's not your decision to decide whats best for me Well I'm not in the right frame of mind to be making decisions anyway Breakdown in the middle of a simple conversation Dexed out just to socialize the way a normal person would I don't remember the last time I ate something good for me But I'm far too cowardly to do anything about it Have I ever been okay? I don't remember the last time I was I don't have that much to stress about but you can bet I'll stress about it until my hair falls out Good days are impossible nothing seems to make me smile anymore Except maybe my friends though I'm slowly cutting them off The last time I was honest I ended up losing them The last time I'll stop flaunting all the hideous scars on my wrists still bleeding And I can't see why the hell am I still here I'll be honest To hell with breathing I'm far too comfortable with knowing nobody could ever love me Think I'm better off this way everybody will be safe I'm not in control of my emotions and maybe that's okay Just don't trust me with your heart because I guarantee it would break
2.
There was always a part of me that was missing There's a hole in my chest that I can't seem to fill If I started smoking would it help me die faster So I could feel something again I guess my pain is something you can't understand I guess exposure is always a common mistake I guess my brain is a chemical wasteland Or something of a dead end street I don't want you see what's inside my head 'Cause I know that you'll be gone in the morning I guess I could call you a taxi cab You can slip out of the back with your high heel shoes What if I'm too much for you to handle Too much for you to take When my wrists are cut open I guess I'm the only one to blame At the start I wanted this to be a one time thing Looking for something that wasn't the suicidal thoughts screaming at me But as time went on I started to notice something in your eyes And I started to wonder, were you just like me? If you decide I'm worth calling in the morning I'll book a flight for us overseas You're not wanted for your looks but your mysterious personality But if I'm just an experiment, I guess that's okay I don't want you to see what's inside my head 'Cause I know that you'll be gone in the morning I guess I could call you a taxi cab You can slip out of the back with your high heel shoes What if I'm too much for you to handle Too much for you to take When my wrists are cut open I guess I'm the only one to blame When the loneliness starts swallowing me Comforting companionship is all I'll need Had you told your mother was she so accepting? I know she'd say that's not the christian way When you're lying in the bathroom throwing up your last repast I'll hold your hair back and tell you that you're beautiful You smile at me and go and brush your teeth But I saw the scars on your cheeks I know when you're hurting And if you'd let me I'd like to make you hurt a little less
3.
Primrose 04:40
When the rain outside becomes too much Tiny raindrops on the roof of your tin home like clockwork drums Ash your half smoked cigarettes on my freckled shoulders Pretty scars left upon my skin for when I grow older You pick me up just to watch me fall And I leave a sinking hole in the pit of your stomach Drag me out by my boyish hair, my boyish looks And wherever you leave me I'll call it home There is a man he stains my sheets An encounter accompanied by deafening squeaks Imperfect posture is what comes natural to me While he whispers false I love you's through his teeth You pick me up just to watch me fall And I leave a sinking hole in the pit of your stomach Drag me out by my boyish hair, my boyish looks And wherever you leave me I'll call it home Ninety-nine scented candles with a vanilla stench She relies on the six black dots to gamble with her death Suicide pacts with her friends but do friends always keep their promises I'd be dead already if it weren't for the fear of them hanging Without me Without me You pick me up just to watch me fall And I leave a sinking hole in the pit of your stomach Drag me out by my boyish hair, my boyish looks And wherever you leave me I'll call it home
4.
There's a dark melancholy in my chest Can you hear them gnawing on my flesh high on euphoria? A cipher is what I will ever be Scorch my skin to mask the scent of the comforting petrichor How could a man have such eunoia? Would you lay with me on the asphalt to stare at the parhelion? But I seem to be drowning in my sorrows And my hands seem overly tenuous for you to understand I am being riven by a desperate ache for exsanguination I'm being left behind in the rapture which I never thought I'd believe in I wanted to be benevolent but really I'm just problematic And for that I am rapacious I am a ramshackle person, a vagrant soul Lost in the wilderness in which there is no return I am so, so egocentric You are a paragon of something that I will never be Saudade, sweeps over me Only you would appreciate this appricity I feel so vacuous being so cynical I have countless violent thoughts that I will never confess to you Just poke the stick with your seatbelt tourniquets Enrapture me with the perverse feelings of delirium I am being riven by a desperate ache for exsanguination I'm being left behind in the rapture which I never thought I'd believe in I wanted to be benevolent but really I'm just problematic And for that I am rapacious I am a ramshackle person, a vagrant soul Lost in the wilderness in which there is no return
5.
Say something sweet Something I could recognize by the way you pronounce things Shoot me if I'm dreaming I'm feeling so high of the x taking the edge off I'm feeling no stress Are you looking for someone new? I know I can't be enough for you but I guess that's cool You better bury me deep Cause you'll be the first one I'll come looking for when I'm different What's the deal with changing the outcome if it all ends up being the same You rest easy in another's arms while I fall back into my old ways If you can't show me what the problem is then how do you expect me to change I'm dysfunctional, you'll leave again when you get bored But I'll always be here waiting, waiting for you Counting sheep Something about the way they move is so mesmerizing Please don't leave me alone My head keeps telling me that all my friends despise me I spend all my nights crying on the floor Smoking all my cigarettes so my thoughts won't be so loud Cut cut cut deeper in my skin Always sleeping so I don't have to think about how my only escape is with a needle and a seatbelt tourniquet With a seatbelt tourniquet And I'm losing my friends to them What's the deal with changing the outcome if it all ends up being the same You rest easy in another's arms while I fall back into my old ways If you can't show me what the problem is then how do you expect me to change I'm dysfunctional, you'll leave again when you get bored But I'll always be here waiting, waiting for you
6.
Blackwell 03:59
Turn me in, find someone better Hate to admit the white on my wings are turning black Look at me what do you see? A traveler with no destination No future, no balance, no composure But if you stayed within my reach, I can't promise everything Take me to your favourite place, the one with the rocks and oak trees A small dark silhouette in the distance In a black and white desert where the only colour are my hands I don't belong here, I am no longer in control Someone I don't recognize has taken over Am I to blame? Is this my fault? I don't want to hurt you dear But if you stayed within my reach, I can't promise everything Take me to your favourite place, the one with the rocks and oak trees But who am I to say these things, you should never fall for people like me I'll take you to every beautiful scenery and kiss you So you can never go back without tasting me Like tobacco imprinted on your teeth I am a mess they're coming out they're taking over My thoughts are so conflicting So stay with me please
7.
My head was lost in space Trying to climb back to the ship but the gravity was too weak A shadow of a boy Clapped along to the sounds of my head banging against my bedroom wall But I would chew on a bullet if it meant the lights of my world would go dim And the water has too many tidal waves and I've seemed to forgot how to swim Maybe my back is out of chances, the weight it's carrying seems far too much for me to handle If I could go back, you know I wouldn't I wouldn't change a thing I wouldn't change a thing Stuck in a closeted place Surrounded by overcoats and impractical jackets I think to myself If I walked out of this closet I could be who I really am But I think that belt Would look nice wrapped around my neck instead But I would chew on a bullet if it meant the lights of my world would go dim And the water has too many tidal waves and I've seemed to forgot how to swim Maybe my back is out of chances, the weight it's carrying seems far too much for me to handle If I could go back, you know I wouldn't I wouldn't change a thing Next time I'll be six feet underground Or at least that's the plan You can find me hanging in my bedroom Listening to sad songs Trying to find the suitable words I can say to you Without making you disappointed in me You know I'm sorry you couldn't save me I'm sorry you couldn't save me But I would chew on a bullet if it meant the lights of my world would go dim And the water has too many tidal waves and I've seemed to forgot how to swim Maybe my back is out of chances, the weight it's carrying seems far too much for me to handle If I could go back, you know I wouldn't I wouldn't change a thing I wouldn't change a thing
8.
I know nobody here None of my friends are here so what the fuck am I doing here? I thought I'm not busy tonight so I might as well show my face Wearing no makeup at all, wearing jeans instead of dresses I have no clue how to go about these things But then I saw you A familiar set of bluish eyes so I say hello I know you're off you're kite but I'll take you up on that beer Everything feels alright feeling like I can fit in with the cooler kids drinking whiskey listening to pretty shit music But I'm cool with it I'm the shy awkward girl who gets high at parties The girl who sits in the corner looking after whatever pets in sight Maybe I could stay for a couple of hours until the walls start closing in The more people show up the more I feel sick to my stomach I feel dizzy and compact Maybe getting high with the stoner kids not a bright idea I'm feeling paranoid people pile through the door Most of them I've never seen before Now I'm sitting by myself A couple girls try to get me to dance but you know how I am So uncoordinated and weird nothing feels okay I'm starting to regret coming to this place I'm the shy awkward girl who gets high at parties The girl who sits in the corner looking after whatever pets in sight Maybe I could stay for a couple of hours until the walls start closing in The more people show up the more I feel sick to my stomach
9.
Hang with yourself now I know you don't have many friends but that's okay who needs them? Will I be enough to satisfy your cravings To make sense of your mumbled words and misbehaving Stare through the cracks of your weak skin Broken silhouettes in the shape of my broken fists Nothing too intense for you dear I'm sure you can handle a few purples, blacks and blues here and there What perfect cold weather for overcoats I'll apologize countlessly, justifying everything for love Take control, let me have my way with you Forget everything you know Embrace the metallic warmth on your lips I'll buy you pretty things to make sure you forget You seem to have walked into the door once again Do you see through my false intentions I'll shackle you down if you try to fly The world is too vile for something so fragile Besides don't you know that I'm the one who owns you You know I only have your best interest in mind What perfect cold weather for overcoats I'll apologize countlessly, justifying everything for love Take control, let me have my way with you Forget everything you know What perfect cold weather for overcoats I'll apologize countlessly, justifying everything for love Take control, let me have my way with you Forget everything you know
10.
How long has it been? To think I've had these feelings for over three fucking years It never goes away And I never get a break I would die just for a holiday Anywhere seems plausible though maybe six feet under would be best But I can't seem to figure me out One minute I'm fine the other I have visions of myself Hanging from the ceiling And I guess it's just a phase or at least I hope it is I don't think I can deal with this I'll guess I'll listen to sad songs and slit my wrists I'm not hopeful for the future, I don't think I've ever been What's the point if no one around me gives me a chance I want to prove that I am useful, I want to redeem myself No more hiding in the shadows, no more hiding What do I think of your friends? I think they could talk shit about you a little less I guess that depends On what you qualify as friends People like them are the reasons we're all so fucking sad It's better than being lonely I'm not hopeful for the future, I don't think I've ever been What's the point if no one around me gives me a chance I want to prove that I am useful, I want to redeem myself No more hiding in the shadows, no more hiding But I can't seem to figure me out One minute I'm fine the other I have visions of myself Hanging from the ceiling And I guess it's just a phase or at least I hope it is I don't think I can deal with this I'll guess I'll listen to sad songs and slit my wrists 'til I'm dead
11.
Dirty clothes on my bedroom floor A reminder of what I know To be unclean, people like me If I'm even a person at all I'll pick up your favourite books With the names all scribbled out To be unsure of where I stand If I'm even in control anymore I needed something stronger than aspirin I knew the pain was here to stay A vacation long overdue It's the price I'll pay to be one day free from them But I know I'll be dead before I can say hello to you You'll never know what I am I am more than incompact To have that itch in your brain That you can never seem to scratch Maybe I don't have what it takes To retake control of my mind How can I be satisfied? When all I seem to do is cry all the time I needed something stronger than aspirin I knew the pain was here to stay A vacation long overdue It's the price I'll pay to be one day free from them But I know I'll be dead before I can say hello to you Lately I've been thinking of ways to save myself All my plans have the same outcome which leads me to killing myself All I do is grab a belt and tie it around my neck And hang from the ceiling until I get bored and go to bed I needed something stronger than aspirin I knew the pain was here to stay A vacation long overdue It's the price I'll pay to be one day free from them But I know I'll be dead before I can say hello to you
12.
Poor Thing 03:49
Rid yourself of the blood stains Half a purple appearance is the normal thing A crowded basement filled with polaroid pictures that I forgot to shake When I wasn't afraid of loud footsteps When I wouldn't drink just to forget The smell of menthols on his breath I never say what I'm thinking When the beatings Never self sufficient just existing Held captive in a castle But there's no one coming to save me I can't fight back I am too weak too damaged he promises more casualty I can't wash away with the tide Maybe I could just lay here and die Most nights I lay awake His body lays on the other side of this bed He seems so peaceful when he sleeps I wish he'd never wake up again Dime bags and broken bones No noise except for the constant sound of dial tones And the smell of perfume on his clothes I never say what I'm thinking When the beatings Never self sufficient just existing Held captive in a castle But there's no one coming to save me I can't fight back I am too weak too damaged he promises more casualty I can't wash away with the tide Maybe I could just lay here and die I never say what I'm thinking When the beatings Never self sufficient just existing Held captive in a castle But there's no one coming to save me I can't fight back I am too weak too damaged he promises more casualty I can't wash away with the tide Maybe I could just lay here and die

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released September 24, 2018

Cover Model: Cooper Williams
Album Art: Dylan Ireland

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Ghosthread Adelaide, Australia

18 year old ukulele/guitar player providing you with poor quality songs that will either make you happy or make you want to die there's no in between.

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