Traditions

by Lost Years

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released January 7, 2014

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Lost Years Chicago, Illinois

In denial since 2010, LY is still breaking bottles in alleys and playing dives. Some nights it's the other way around.

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Track Name: The American Dream Is Dead
The sleepless nights are killing me and I'm haunted in my sleep. I keep reliving old memories. You can wake the dead but please don't wake me. Let's get fucked up quit cause' I can't take another second of this shit. Show me a way out or show me my next fix. Cause' I can't see the road ahead of me and these blood shot eyes are my worst enemy and I can't find a fucking remedy and will you ever be alone again? No, I will never be alone again.

It's not enough to sing about the greatest traditions you left out. With a bottle in hand, we'll sing on and on again. Tell me I'm not the only one here who's feeling so fucked up over this.
Track Name: Strung Out & Hopeless
She likes Morrissey and vampires. She likes tattoos and old scars.
She likes indie films and thrift stores. She likes any boy she can tear apart.

And I know that she'll go where ever she wants because she's so fucking bored. Yeah, she's so fucking bored of you and me.

She'll drag us down again and tell all of her friends about all of the attention that you couldn't give and those nights we spent strung out and hopeless.

And I know that she'll go where ever she wants because she's so fucking bored. Yeah, she's so fucking bored of you and me.

She'll drag us down again till we're fucked up again.
She'll drag us down again but we'll keep singing.
Track Name: I've Lost My Marbles
I wanna break my fucking teeth on the concrete where you said to me
"There's a train wreck running through my head. It feels like were seventeen again cause I hate everyone and I just want to be alone but your everywhere and everyone I don't wanna be and I would hate myself if I never leave.

And my days drag on just fine
And I sleep most nights but sometimes you cross my mind and I start sinking like old times. When you and I when we collide it's a train wreck every time.

When you say my name in that condescending way it makes me hate you more than I did yesterday. I wanna break my fucking teeth on the concrete where you said to me "You're every where and every thing I don't want to be"

But those days are dead and gone so move on from everywhere that you don't want to be. Cause I miss the old kid. The one that didn't give a shit about tattoos and paying rent.

When you say my name in that condescending way it makes me hate you more than I did yesterday. I wanna break my fucking teeth on the concrete where you said to me "You're every where and every thing I don't want to be"

Those days are dead and gone.
Those days are dead and gone.
Those days are dead and gone.
Those days are dead.
Track Name: Costanza, Can't Stand Ya
You packed your bags and you moved out. Left alone, you hate this town and no one really needs you like I always do. And all the times that we spent wasted woke up drunk but now you hate it. Remember when you said to me "We could drink the days away"

Go tell everyone I'm not who you thought I was. My heart could be made of stone but yours is not made of Gold. And it take everything in me to tell you that I'm not sorry. I'm not fucking up again. I'm just tired of losing

Its hard to think I gave a fuck when you left town you had enough. You traded empty bottles for an empty bed. And all the times that we spent wasted woke up drunk but now you hate it. Remember when you said to me "We could drink the days away"

Go tell everyone I'm not who you thought I was. My heart could be made of stone but yours is not made of Gold. And it take everything in me to tell you that I'm not sorry. I'm not fucking up again. I'm just tired of losing


And it takes everything in me to tell you that I'm not sorry. I'm not fucking up again, I'm just tired of losing.
Track Name: What It Feels Like To Be Alone
I saw the way you move sweet and slow across the room and I know exactly how you do. Every little line was right on time but I could hear her voice crack like mine. She had me in her claws and I would leave to believe every word she said.

Tell me are you alone again? I think you've lost your home. Tell me where it is that you go. All your hopes and dream metastasize to smaller things and I know what it feels like to be alone. Every line that you've said another stolen poem from dead friends and I know what it feels like to be alone she said. She said.

Well it takes a lot to wish you well the times I had put me through hell and I don't think that we can ever be friends again. Stay away, let me breathe, let me sink into anything.
Track Name: I've Still Got A Soul Left To Lose
I've got a bullet and a bottle underneath my floor boards, a bible in the attic that I don't read anymore and I think it's time I let you know that all the love in life fades away but some days I feel okay and I think it's time I let you know that. I start the day as my hands shake. Pray to God for better days but I know my soul is sinking like a stone. You can't pretend that we're okay when you have nothing left to say but these growing pains are tearing at my bones. Oh, I've got nothing left to give and I can't promise you rose kid but you can have every piece left of me. She said said to herself as she walked away "I'll never fall in love again" How perfectly fitting for you. As I'm sitting at home and I'm drinking alone and the whiskey it starts to sink in and you, you start to sink in. Oh, I've got nothing left to give and I can't promise you rose kid but you can have every piece left of me.
Track Name: Fast Times At Calumet High
Friday nights with the lights down low we roll down the windows and turn up the radio cause it's all we know. We take shots of Jameson and talk about what could have been back when we were young, back when we were to fucked up to just drive away from this fucked up place that got the best of me. We're just fighting to break free so we'll stay awake till we find some room to breathe.

Friday nights with the lights down we roll down the windows, crank up the stereo and just let it go. All out of Jameson, drink about what could have been back when we were young, back when we were too fucked up to just drive away from this fucked up place that got the best of me. We're just fighting to break free so we'll stay awake till we find some room to roll down the windows and go, turn up the radio.

My only home are the songs that we know. They keep me calm when I'm broke. (Roll down the windows, turn up the radio)
Track Name: Hell For The Company
I was a bottle rocket shot into the night and we were wasted. We stayed until the morning light. For every rainy day that came our way we drank through sorrow and we sang. We're not waiting for better days to come our way and so we'll sing.

We've been broken and been used .We've been beaten and bruised but that don't change a thing. We're still the same we used to be. We're not waiting for better days to come our way. No, we'll be okay. We were broken like the bottles on your floor. With bad tattoos and bad luck we won't wait for better days anymore. No, we won't wait.
Track Name: Last Call (with Carson Daly)
You used to drive your old mustang around town, down on the boulevard with the radio up and the windows rolled down and I was a young boy. Free and wild, you had those hips them american curves that always made me smile.

You used to call me Buddy Holly but most nights you never called. You were busy in the backseats with all of the boys from back home. While, I drank every bottle drive. It never kills the fucking pain but God knows we still try.

I'm wasted and you know this and I was so stupid back then but you and I just can't see eye to eye. Is this what you had in mind?

So take it back a couple years before these bottles brought out fears. Your tears are sinking into the floor and we can't live like this anymore.

I'm wasted and you know this and I was so stupid back then but you and I just can't see eye to eye. Is this what you had cause you and I will never be alright. Is this what you had in mind?

I'm wasted and you know this.
Track Name: Traditions
I drank through my paychecks, got so many regrets and I don't know what the fuck I'm doing here and most nights I'm just trying to get by. But some times life brings you to your knees and some times you might just find, traditions all you need.