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Overwhelmed - Side A
15:18
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-Prescription
I know I trust you, I really do
But in your silence I'm trying to go where I should
It redirects my eyes to a place where things seem lighter
Away from what is real and wanting to take me down
Music as a drug
Not an addiction, Just a deflection
In my dealings With lack of worth
Music as a drug
I’m self prescribed on music
to help with tasks, and not to escape
It acts as a crutch to help me walk with a little more ease
But I know I'm using it to act like I’m am fine
Drowning out the stress of the situation to make it until winter arrives
Music as a drug
Gets me through life
Music as a drug
It's getting me by
Music as a drug
Is the reason I can’t hear You
Because I'm drowning out the day?
I've forgotten how to slow down
Lost time will never stay
Music as a drug
I'm lying to me
Music as a drug
I’m scared I’ll O.D.
-All is Noise
Not a single moment of peace
All is noise
Noise to drown out other noise
All is noise
Not a single moment of peace
All is noise
Just a battle of sound
All is noise
To place my attention elsewhere
All is noise
Damn it, I am just misleading myself
I'm not okay
Everything is cacophony
As I switch between every noise
All is noise
-Pendulum Swing
Is it too much inaction?
This can’t be that middle ground
Did I mess up badly?
I hate an inexplicable part of myself
Leading me to hate aimlessly
Feeling only a sense of worthlessness
When did music become as meaningless as all the shit I watch
I cannot focus
Questioning why am I living because I'm sure an answer is there
My brain is moving at a thousand times the speed of sound
My vision is corrupt and my hearing is fucked
Am I still in the same place
I’m writing this at 2AM
I am not living
This isn’t what I want to make
I want to praise your glory and your love
-What Do you Want?
Please
I’ll do anything
I can’t stand this silence
Please
Just do something
I can’t fucking stand this silence
Please
I need something more
Take this away from me
I can’t bare it anymore
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2. |
Aftermath - Side B
14:48
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-i Hate
I have this feeling
That I keep trying to fight
Fighting gets me nowhere
Clear my vision
Show me why
(nothing can change my mind
and the clearing makes it seem more right)
“I hate myself”
Or “I hate my own
Self apathy”
“I hate myself”
Is that an interpretation
Of how I'm living
If you can call it that?
(Now that I feel more free
I don’t quite feel this way
I made it through this time
But it will come another day
I know what I sacrifice
To keep myself “alive”)
-Shut Off
Every night
I cannot stop
My mind
From racing through everything I have to do
Fear
Stays so close
Never leaves
Triple checking what I must have done wrong
Music
Soothes my soul
Becomes my love
Becomes such a drug
Music
Blends together
Become meaningless
It is not art that I love
-Winter Arrives
Nothing has changed
I still feel the same way
Though I’m freed from what I thought kept me
that Christmas feeling
of why do I bother
when for half a second, I'm okay with being gone
There are moments when things are nice
But it feels like all that is left is film, games, and food
Sorry
I wish things were better - I don't know how to make things better
I don’t know what to blame - I wish I knew who to blame
Maybe we no longer speak the same language
Fuck desire
Fuck humor
Why can’t my seasons change?
Emptiness keeps haunting me
It was easier when I had a job to blame everything on
Or a lack of sleep
Or papers to write
But the truth is that this is something intrinsic
-Afterimage
Now things go back to normal
Things seem like they were
I wished I had valued you more
Feeling sadness for the distance
I don’t want to return to you
I want you here with me
Now things go back to normal
Hopes were somewhat answered
But I don’t know what anything meant
And the future remains uncertain
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Fourteen Days Portland, Oregon
Fourteen Days is a Artist/Producer that makes anything from ambient, to folk, to lo-
fi.
Inspirations include The Flaming Lips, Brian Eno, Jim Guthrie, and Xiu Xiu.
I'm not someone to delete things, so instead I'll warn you to be careful when listening to anything before 2019.
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Fourteen Days recommends:
Morning Noon Night
by Jim Guthrie
This album is why I am making music today.
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This album shaped how I make music.
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