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Michael's talking to God in the backseat on the car ride home. I know at that time he felt abandoned and alone. And you’re across the country in another state of mind, while I’m still over here feeling stuck in mine. And this year has gotten off to a fucking terrible start; regrets seem to pile up time after time. I say we just try to work these things out, but it’s difficult and I’m lost in a sea of self-doubt. But one thing that I’ve learned here is that being lost is the only way to get anywhere. /// We’re standing outside talking – there’s a little bit of shake in your voice. You’re trying to tell me some sad story in the middle of all this noise. But you could say anything forever; I just need to be lost in your words. And I won’t buy their nonsense; this is nothing anyone deserves. /// You know, this just doesn’t feel empowering anymore; nothing’s in the right place. And I feel like I’m constantly fucking up – I can tell by the look on your face. Oh, but things aren’t always so fucking clear. I know it’s hard to keep pushing forward without you here. /// But this is when I digress. I want to say some bullshit like I’ve tried my best, but you know as well as I do – I must confess I deserve all this stress. And it’s getting harder to unwind when you feel like you’re constantly losing your mind. I’ll try to claim what I think is rightfully mine. And that’s when everything we’ve worked for is left behind.