While I Stay Secluded

by Knuckle Puck

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1.
Transparency 03:23
tell me everything you’re feeling as of late the things you’ve done with the friends you fake. as if anyone asked in the first place. where’s the sustenance in being ostentatious? your life is governed by news feeds and notifications and what better way to harbor pity than telling everyone who passed away and how much they meant to me like it’s a competition you should learn to keep to yourself and all i want is for everyone to be aware of their own transparency instead of practicing modesty you plaster your life on cell phone screens for all to see i guess you’ll never get it nothing’s sacred fed up with this generation of too much information there isn’t anything social about it because of the way you regurgitate your bullshit into cyberspace spreading ignorance like common plague i can’t stand it it’s pathetic and all i want is for everyone to be aware of their own transparency instead of practicing modesty you plaster your life on cell phone screens for all to see i guess you’ll never get it nothing’s sacred nothing's sacred.
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Oak Street 02:48
should i let the words flow from my mouth right down your street while you’re still home, i hope you’ll hear me cause if i feel this low again i’ll scrape the deep end but maybe then i’ll stop pretending yeah, maybe then i’ll stop pretending that things just felt so cancerous for a while i’m in the in-between like new buffalo & oak street I hope the thought of me keeps you away from the beach cause don’t care if you can’t sleep no, i don’t care if you can’t sleep don’t think i care if you can’t sleep stay away from the lake cause if you see me i’ll be skipping memories i swore i’d keep with me in constant hopes that they’ll erode just like the glass we’d take home left to rot in a window well they're left to rot in your window well some things just felt so cancerous for a while I’m in the in-between like new buffalo & oak street I hope the thought of me keeps you away from the beach cause i don’t care if you can’t sleep no, i don’t care if you can’t sleep when i close my eyes i feel your summer skin it pulls me apart and rips me open when i close my eyes i feel the warmth of the sun it takes me back where i was where my youth was stolen
3.
i said i wouldn’t think of anything but honestly, i have a mouth full of words busting through teeth so let me explain how your best friends make you weak you think that i’ll waste away on these cold winter days but you’re wrong you’re so wrong can’t sleep anywhere anymore but this hardwood floor but i know where you are you’re buried under alexander left to rust where you lay in a pattern that you can’t break keep those eyes to the floor cause we know you can’t stand my face you said you couldn’t think of anything but we both know you don’t always say what you mean and tell me again how the past makes this repeat cause you’re wrong you’re so wrong but i know where you are you’re buried under alexander left to rust where you lay in a pattern that you can’t break keep those eyes to the floor cause we know you can’t stand my face. you wanna shake this off so bad, but you can’t
4.
these hands are broken and calloused, but nobody seems to notice. and you yelled it into permanence. have you ever come to hate the very thing that you helped to create? cause that’s how i feel everyday. i am expendable, but i guess that’s just the way things go. i’m a ghost in foreign postal codes losing faith in what brings you hope. on the outside looking in or on the inside sitting in the corner. it’s all the same to me. i got my hopes up. i thought i was out of the shadows. but I’m buried six feet underneath what i worked four years to achieve. while they were sleeping. while you were sleeping. i am expendable, but i guess that’s just the way things go. i’m a ghost in foreign postal codes losing faith in what brings you hope. home alone where all of my doubts are born. home alone where all of my fears are formed. i’m sick and tired of hating who i’ve become it’s getting worse every day i spend home alone writing myself to death stands in place of sleep. i am an unlocked door and you’re a fucking thief. you could hear me out, but why would you care? no, why would you care at all?
5.
In My Room 03:47
i sat you down in my room in my head to confess everything i had written down on paper. i’m afraid if I don't show my scars i'll lose my place. it’s something i can't change. all cause you fucked with my head i’d rather stay in my bed do what i said and sulk in silence. sit alone to escape the consequence. cause I’m dead alone in my room in my head. left to burn in the absence. you’re still the only one that wanted me to give up and move on. all because you couldn’t bear the heat of the fire i’d been starting. i’m not hung up on what i couldn't fix, but your path is due to ignorance. you couldn’t even take a call or let me say this to your face, so i hope you hear this and you bear your own weight. i’ll be waiting out back by the grave you dug marked: here lies an old friend - gave up so much. cause I’m dead alone in my room in my head. left to burn in the absence. you’re still the only one that wanted me to give up and move on. all because you couldn’t bear the heat of the fire i’d been starting. the fire i’ve been.
6.
the cracks in the street outside this house are not the only thing that misery surrounds i know you hate yourself it’s the only common ground that we can depend on and it kills me to see your face because you never deserved this and while I’m dying at this desk, you’re dying in your head the life you always dreamt; I’m living it instead all the things i thought i earned were never mine all along you emptied every pocket to bail me out of bedford falls and i owe you everything. my life included. for sacrificing happiness while i stay secluded i sailed away from you on a vessel that i made from all the things you gave to me it’s keeping me afloat, but i still worry because I’m treading in this sea of doubt in my self consciousness and all you want is for me to be happy. all the things i thought i earned were never mine all along you emptied every pocket to bail me out of bedford falls and i owe you everything. my life included. for sacrificing happiness while i stay secluded. fucked and complacent condemned to my basement get lost in these tracks while you’re lost on that bridge where you stand. there’s nothing but guilt left inside. you go home and sit alone every night. it never seemed fair to me. i’d be nothing without you. i’d break through the ice and i’d drown in my self-centered abyss. and i’d never have a home without cutting down your branches.

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released October 28, 2014

Recorded at Always Be Genius Recording Studio in Crown Point, IN with Seth Henderson

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