Part I

by Shakeout

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2.
02:38
3.
03:30
4.
04:11

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released March 21, 2017

Tracked and Mixed by A.J. Chiarella at The Donck.
Mastered by A.J. Kay.
Music by Shakeout.
Lyrics by A.J. Chiarella.

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Track Name: Flexibility
I build this space as a place to erase,
These ever racing thoughts
Inside my mind, it’s hard to find the time
Because I know it can’t be bought.
But I don’t have the word “no” in my vocabulary
Although I know that “no” would help my timetable vary.
So I stop to think…
“Can I reach the ceiling or not just yet?”
It’s hard to find the mindset that let’s me live with no regret.
It’s investment of my time and investment of my days.
An assessment of my life, an assessment of my ways.

Don’t think about the time.
Just think about what’s right.
And think about who you are inside.

There’s a man in my head who really likes to talk.
Keeps me from going to bed, he just runs the clock.
Can’t complain ‘cause he keeps me entertained.
His insanity is what keeps me sane.
Conversing in public places,
A distraction from all the faces.
Waiting for Sunday to feel like myself again.

Stretch and reach for my toes,
Can’t reach ‘cause I’m not flexible.
It’s the daily reminder I use to decide my optimal schedule.

Whisper to myself
And then I feel ashamed.
I never yell out loud,
But I do inside my brain.
I don’t ever feel alive and I drive myself insane.
Not sure what I’m gonna do.

Whisper to myself
And then I feel ashamed.
I never yell out loud,
But I do inside my brain.
I don’t ever feel alive and I drive myself insane.
Not sure what I’m gonna do.
What’s there left to do?

Not sure what I’m gonna do.
What is there left to do?
I never know what to do.
I’m just so confused.
Don’t think about the time.
Just think about what’s right.
And think about who you are inside.

There’s a man in my head who really likes to talk.
Keeps me from going to bed, he just runs the clock.
Can’t complain ‘cause he keeps me entertained.
His insanity is what keeps me sane.
Conversing in public places,
A distraction from all the faces.
Waiting for Sunday to feel like myself again.
Track Name: On Your Mind
Do you say what’s on your mind?
It’s just a matter of wasted time.
I don’t know how it seems,
But it doesn’t really make a difference to me.

Questioning all you’ve got,
Thoughts are racing try to make them stop.
Hoping to rewind the clock
Time is ticking, think about what’s gone.
Pushing back and holding off is never how I treat it,
So I’ll be it when I feel it ‘cause that’s how I see it.
I’ve lost the time and I’ve lost my mind,
But now it’s all in sight.

Do you say what’s on your mind?
It’s just a matter of wasted time.
I don’t know how it seems,
But it doesn’t really make a difference to me.

My chest starts to tighten,
As I lay down my head.
I close my eyes to compromise
For this unfamiliar feeling.
I try to get away,
But my normal escapes just won’t cut it.
The relief is only brief,
A dim light that just won’t fade away.

Do you say what’s on your mind?
It’s just a matter of wasted time.
I don’t know how it seems,
But it doesn’t really make a difference to me.
Track Name: Seasons
Opinions change just like the seasons.
There’s a fine line that we draw
With a pencil and no eraser.
I’m not sure if I’ll continue
Down the path I thought I would.
It’s a question still unanswered.
And I don’t mind
Feeling insecure
About where life is headed
Because it keeps me wanting more.

Please just help me out,
It’s the end of the summer and I’m feeling doubtful about
Times changing and my life is rearranging.
It feels so strange when nothing seems to be working out.

Reminiscent of what once was
Yet how it’s always been.
Is this right for me?
Is this how it should be?
I bite my tongue and let it build
Until I’m filled with what I’ve always avoided.

Please just help me out,
It’s the end of the summer and I’m feeling doubtful about
Times changing and my life is rearranging.
It feels so strange when nothing seems to be working out.
I don’t hate myself,
I just hate when I feel like I’m letting me down.
Time is of the essence
And there’s none to count your blessings.
Use the hours in the day to avoid all of the freaking out.

Please just help me out,
It’s the end of the summer and I’m feeling doubtful about
Times changing and my life is rearranging.
It feels so strange when nothing seems to be working out.
I’ll learn to love myself
I’ll pick myself up when I’m getting me down.
The changing of the seasons gives me reasons to believe
The clock keeps ticking, but time won’t keep me down.
Track Name: Substitution
Day two and I already hate you.
You’re not what I thought you’d be.
Taking it day by day,
I think it’s safe to say,
This won’t be where I’ll stay.
Pushing your buttons all the time,
I couldn’t, but shouldn’t I think it’s fine.
Remember the time when life was similar to what there’s is?
Reaching out as a way to get out
Because to shout is not what I’m about.
Shaking my leg which brings me to the edge of my seat.

Where I’ll sit back and contemplate all the wasted time.
This solution just keeps pushing me further and further behind.

Substitution of my mind and soul
Boy was I wrong about that.
Teach what you know,
You reap what you sow
Before it stabs you in the back.
What constitutes right and wrong
Is defined by what you know.
Which may not always be the best for you.

Day three and you already hate me
Or else you wouldn’t treat me this way.
Driving out to Chicago to clear my head of this dismay.
Patience is a virtue, you must search for or it’ll hurt you
Taking the time to shine and realize it’s not their fault.
Their little hearts and souls will touch you,
But you must push it through the pain, they’ll crutch you.
Paralyzing, handicapping what you thought.

I’m done with contemplating all the wasted time
Working towards a solution that’ll keep from falling further behind.

Substitution of my mind and soul
Boy was I wrong about that.
Teach what you know,
You reap what you sow
Before it stabs you in the back.
What constitutes right and wrong
Is defined by what you know.
Which may not always be the best for you.

(It may not always be the best for you.)