1. Make It Out Alone 

Moved in too fast, foundation had cracks 

Never could say it was built to last 

The view from the street, as bad as it seemed 

Being inside was even worse 

Waiting for the shoe to drop, the one’s already down 

Wish my feet were heavy 

Stuck in this disaster every day it’s getting old 

Reduce to ashes and burn 

How can we make it on our own 

We’ll never make it out alone 

Beaten up and dragged on well beyond its prime a shell 

Of what it never once was 

Broken down supports don’t hold what’s clearly overhead 

Waiting to come crashing down 

Confined, despair 

Please let it fall 

Contained, divide 

Please let it fall 

How can we make it on our own 

We’ll never make it out alone 

Cause from here we can see 

All the damage, from the outset it was done 

No way to carry on 

How can we make it on our own 

We’ll never make it out alone 

 

2. Sleepyhead 

No need to move an inch today stay in bed 

Just do the same as yesterday sleepyhead 

Look at all the things you do 

There’s nothing new, there’s no follow-through 

To exit from the paths that won’t lead the way 

From the days 

That can seem like a nightmare scene that you have to flee 

To the warmth of your bed, it won’t let them in 

It won’t let them win 

You never see what morning looks like 

Cause you traded it in for night 

Killing illumination and time 

With asylum from the light 

Take all the stress don’t deal with it sleep it off 

The prescriptions can deal with it sleep it off 

All the dreams inside of you don’t end up true or inspire new 

Exits from the paths that don’t lead the way from the days 

That can seem like a nightmare scene that you have to flee 

To the warmth of your bed, it won’t let them in 

It won’t let them win 

You never see what morning looks like 

Cause you traded it in for night 

Killing illumination and time 

With asylum from the light 

Trade days for nights 

How you choose to live your life 

 

3. No Motion 

Have things gotten so bad 

That we sit and take it without getting mad 

Gifts of nothing promised and delivered intact 

Tongue secured in bungus 

Digging deep to the surface 

Conditioned and learned to expect nothing less 

Settling for totally fake punkenomics 

Get them in advance 

We’re gonna see how far we can let this go 

With good intentions thrown out the window 

We’re gonna see how far we can let this go 

With good intentions and nothing to show 

Have things gotten so bad 

That we sit and take it without getting mad 

Weekends undercutting everything that we had 

Worked for up to friday 

No value to success 

It leads to pocket emptiness 

When there’s someone up next in line 

Bent over 

Ready to take it raw and dirty with a smile 

Good business 

 

4. Adult Girlfriends 

I don’t know who you are on any given day 

That makes it so damn hard to find the words to say 

They never seem to count anyways 

I can’t keep living like this 

Wondering when you’re around 

Who I will be dealing with day to day 

It’s exhausting to think what goes on in your head 

Not dealing with things is what we like to do instead 

It’s so much easier to stay in bed 

I can’t keep living like this 

Wondering when you’re around 

Who I will be dealing with day to day 

Inconsistencies bringing me down 

Sometimes I feel like it’s done just to frig me around 

It seems that the tiniest sound emanating from my mouth 

Digs me into the ground 

It’s hard when I don’t know who I’m getting 

 

5. Gas Lights 

Manipulation of the highest order 

Chaos, disorder are the final goals 

Denial constant misdirection 

There’s no discretion in the pattern shown 

Undermining your expert opinion? 

Treat me like a minion following in line 

Consistent crooked contradictions act like premonitions 

Rinse, repeat and lie 

Taking out the same excuses 

Paring them with their new uses 

Gas lights burning softly now 

Second guessing becomes first reaction 

It’s satisfaction from the game at hand 

Responsibility is fleeting disguising the meaning 

Of the puzzle pieces 

That don’t fit together 

The fleeting sanity, lights dimmed around 

I’m growing madder 

In this reality, nothing is clear to me 

I’m growing madder 

 

6. NFM 

The back and forth has lost its shine 

I’m sick of hearing your voice talking 

Directly over mine 

I can’t relate to overt aggression 

In place of contrition 

Suspicious minds were not mine 

My precious time wasn’t spent adding dents 

I couldn’t shine 

I have found my hill to die 

On I won’t change my mind don’t even try 

I don’t forgive, I won’t forget 

It’s up to you if you leave with regret 

Let me go find a radio 

Or a brick wall to listen just as 

Well as this drama show 

Let’s take a long walk across a short pier 

I’ll wait for you right here 

I have found my hill to die 

On I won’t change my mind don’t even try 

I don’t forgive, I won’t forget 

It’s up to you if you leave with regret 

 

7. Paper Cuts 

Acuity looking back 

Doesn’t benefit the past 

Blind to a view that easily 

Could be seen through 

Deaf to alarms so clearly armed 

To warn of harm 

Were there a gun next to my ear 

I’d say I these years 

Broke and broken in the end 

When something is a perfect match 

It can be lit 

Causing destruction, burn away 

What should have fit 

I justified it to myself 

“I’ve come this far” 

A question stings like paper cuts 

All this for what? 

Were there a gun next to my ear 

I’d say I these years 

Are there regrets, many severe? 

Times spent will not reappear 

Were there a gun next to my ear 

I’d say I these years 

Broke and broken in the end 

Acuity looking back 

Was it really worth the squeeze? 

Sour tastes left with me 

Going through motions achieved 

Something I barely envied 

 

8. Torture Rack 

Seething 

Losing patience i find myself 

Thieving 

Every inch that i can take not seeing 

Any ending to the constant yielding 

And no exit to a better place 

How can i get to where i need to go from here 

When you won’t let me in 

I’m stuck with this circus again 

No signs were ahead that this would end with despair 

I’m forced into circles at best 

A maze thru the rest 

This journey without an end 

I can’t take these torturous trails 

I’m set up to fail 

I won’t take that road again 

Laughing 

Cynically so i can keep from cracking 

Growing madder every second passing 

Nothing i can do when you are trapping 

Me into this fate I will not go 

 

9. Make It On Our Own (Reprise) 

We made it out alone 

We won’t make it on our own 

Unforeseen actions have no retractions 

Not sure why it’s a surprise 

If forgiveness were present 

So would be resentment 

We made it out alone 

We won’t make it on our own