The-Dangerous-Summer

spring

drown- front porch step // a part of me- neck deep // permanent rain- the dangerous summer // this old ark- have mercy // the sun- tigers jaw // such small hands~nobody not even the rain- la dispute // day of rain- thriving ivory // indoor voices- transit // when it rains- paramore // drown (acoustic)- citizen // clairvoyant- the story so far // sunburn- ed sheeran // my oldest friend- have mercy // northern downpour- panic! at the disco

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Weathered
The Dangerous Summer
Weathered
  • Pray for The Dangerous Summer

I felt inable,
I was lying on my side
In the same clothes from the very last night.
I wanna pray that I’m doing everything right.
I saw my mom die for the very first time.
She was an angel, God took her from the sky.
And there’s a million other people that I found
Who cared more than I ever will.

I held that note out,
I grabbed my bag and I left through the door.
I let my hair grow.
Put these words on my skin, I cannot relate.

Would you believe in my songs
If I gave them all to you?
I can find the strength in my voice
To call you back and say
That everything is bad without you
And I’m lost again, oh God believe I’m lost again.

I stayed in bed and
You took so much that I couldn’t even sleep.
I waited so long,
Though that wasn’t even that bad.
I never had to be a part of the world
And I’ve been making that a goal for reasons that I cannot explain.
Well I’m an optimist but only in a perfect world.
I think I’m too stained with all the negativity
From all the people in my way.

Would you believe in my songs
If I gave them all to you?
I can find the strength in my voice
To call you back and say
That everything is bad without you
And I’m lost again, oh God believe I’m lost again.

Would you believe in my songs
If I gave them all to you?
I can find the strength in my voice
To call you back and say
That everything is bad without you
And I’m lost again, oh God believe I’m lost again.

I took a trip down south and felt the sun on my face,
And it made things okay for a second.
I drew a picture of my problems when I was going insane.
And I focused on the currents.
It’s the funny thing about it,
I never seem to worry that every single current’s not the same.
It’s all about position, and where I choose to lay.
And God I am going away.

Would you believe in my songs
If I gave them all to you?
I can find the strength in my voice
To call you back and say
That everything is bad without you
And I’m lost again, oh God believe I’m lost again.

Would you believe in my songs
If I gave them all to you?
I can find the strength in my voice
To call you back and say
That everything is bad without you…

(The Dangerous Summer – Weathered)

War Paint
The Dangerous Summer
War Paint

War Paint, The Dangerous Summer 

I was starting to shake from the days I’ve been up
There’s a lot on my plate 
And the ones I loved stopped answering
They left me to find myself in my own hate
I work all alone with a cynical taste
And the day I get out will be the day I’ll be made