Finding A Home In Heartache

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released December 1, 2016

Ethan Wahl-Taylor - 2016

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Track Name: Dope Sick
Been dead inside.
Done lost my mind.
Now I'm hooked to a lifeline

Get off my fuckin' back, I already know I'm on the wrong path.
Spun out. I'm gonna crack.
Pull the trigger. Bullets in my skull.
Yeah!

Take me home in a bodybag, it's the only way I'm coming' back.
Shut up! I'm gonna fuckin' snap.
You said it yourself, we can't turn back.

All this talk has got me feelin' dope sick.
Talkin' to myself, got me feelin' dope sick.
Can I have more?
It's the only think that makes sense to me.
So fuck it, let's waste away.
Dope sick.
Talkin' to myself, got me feelin' dope sick.
Can I have more?
All I wanted was sympathy.
So fuck it, let's waste away.

Nah, I've been numb. I've been feelin' fine.
I've been hooked to a lifeline.
Better find another way to pass the time.
Floating love drunk on sunshine.

Circle 'round the stitch.
In a second when it kicks in, it'll hit you like an itch.

Hypnotic. Cathartic. Vibrations.
Take me away, 'cause I can't live with myself.
It's been eating me alive.

Man, all this talk has got me feelin' dope sick.
Talkin' to myself, got me feelin' dope sick.
Can I have more?
It's the only think that makes sense to me.
So fuck it, let's waste away.
Dope sick.
Talkin' to myself, got me feelin' dope sick.
Can I have more?
You and I were just meant to be.
So fuck it, let's waste away.
Track Name: Nausæted
Life fell short.
I'm worth so much more than what I've had to endure.
I will never find a cure. What a waste of time.

Sick of fuckin' wasting my time.
Sick of fuckin' being alive.
Sick of screaming every night.
Sick of everything.

Sick. Sick. Sick.
But I'm getting by.
Sick. Sick. Sick.
Just killing time.

Just killing time.
Sick mother fucker just trynna survive.
I'm just wasting my time.
So what's the point of being alive?
I will not back down.

I have found yet another way to numb the pain.
It's calling me from deep inside.
The stranglehold that you have had upon my life may not start to loosen.

I'm gonna be ill for the rest of my life.
Might as well take another pill.

What the fuck have you done to me?
Look at what I've become.
You make me sick.
You make me fuckin' sick.

You make me fuckin' sick.
Daddy's girl is a selfish bitch.
Keep pushing pills, I hope it fucking kills you.
Track Name: Stolen
So tell me why do I feel nothing?
Sink your nails into my veins.
We always play these games.
Why do I feel nothing when you scream my name?
We will always be this way.

I can’t undo these chains, and now I’ve bound myself to you.
Hypnotized. Cut the ties, and give me back my peace of mind.
I cannot break the cycles I’ve been stuck in all my life.
Eyes catch, and feelings persist.
All the sensations that I have missed.

Fuck! I must admit, she’s well aware that I can’t resist.
She pulled me in, just for a kiss.
We always end up like this.
We always end up like this.

I can’t undo these chains, and now I’ve bound myself to you.
Hypnotized. Cut the ties, and give me back my peace of mind.
I cannot break the cycles I’ve been stuck in all my life.
Eyes catch, and feelings persist.
All the sensations that I have missed.

So tell me how does it feel, now that your innocence has been stolen?

I can’t shake this feeling, that my whole world is ending.

I can’t undo these chains.
Hypnotized. Cut the ties, and give me back my own fuckin’ life.
I cannot break the cycles I’ve been stuck in all my life.
Eyes catch, and I can’t resist.
I’m a slave to your game caught between your hips.
Track Name: Swan Song
Thinkin’ bout all the days I’ve wasted, because I cannot leave my bed.
I’ve been dead inside. Must be losing my mind.
It’s hard to bite my tongue like I’m not keen on being numb.
It’s all I have. It’s all I want. The final page is almost done.

You never really seemed to notice me, until I wasn’t all there.
Now the barrel rests against my skull. Maybe now you’ll care.
But I highly doubt it anyway.

Fucked in the head. Full of regret.
Want to erase everything that I’ve done.
Clinical mess. My life is a wreck.
Take a breath. Pull the trigger.
Bullets in my skull. What?

Yeah! Yeah!
Track Name: Feather
Anesthetize me. Why am I always the last one to fall asleep?
For so long I’ve been tryin’ so hard, but nothing seems to work.
Every restless night is spent in cold silence.
If I’m losing myself, then I might as well slip away.

You never really seemed to notice me, until I wasn’t all there.
Now the barrel rests against my skull. Maybe now you’ll care.
But I highly doubt it anyway.