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A New Day

from #oneAweek Vol. III by Buck Bowen

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I want to die deluded, no you don’t
You’ve been working so hard on your legacy don’t drown it keep it afloat
I said deluded not diluted no allusion
I’m not stupid I know what I’m doing... for the most part

The voices congregate trying to reach conclusions
But results are typically full of scattered thoughts and confusion
It’s a daily negotiation
Trying to broker self-defeating behaviors that I be chasing

I cry and plea vocalizing the silent screams
But nothing ever changes, I guess I’ll try to sleep
But now the voices run amuck
So I fabricate sexual fantasies to shut them up

Keep them busy and preoccupied
Every woman I’ve ever met I’ve stuck my cock inside
Am I alive or dead? It really feels like I’m possessed
Get this weight from off my chest perhaps it’s time that I confess

A new day has dawned, but it looks the same
Steady falling behind the horizon it regurgitates
Fumbling through life in a hopeless state
Trying to catch break, but all I got’s a broken leg

A new day has dawned, but it looks the same
Steady falling behind the horizon it regurgitates
Fumbling through life in a hopeless state
Trying to catch break, but all I got’s a broken leg

I’m gonna die deluded
No response, my will is weak and almost gone
At any moment I could fall, clutch the floor begin to crawl
The thrill of life has all been lost, I swear to god holding on

It’s just a phase let it pass, oh thank you for coming back
I don’t know what I would do without you always helping me navigate with no a map
Take a breath, right, baby steps
I got to give it some time to settle and then I’ll be sane again

I really need to get help
So much time inside my head has been decreasing my health
But the voices like the company, to them I’m somebody
I hate to admit it but often this is just enough for me

But you can do better, I know at least that’s what I’m told
But I’m losing grip on my hold the back and forth is getting old
It’s all consuming, where is the solution?
The abyss is infinite and I’m sinking into delusion

A new day has dawned, but it looks the same
Steady falling behind the horizon it regurgitates
Fumbling through life in a hopeless state
Trying to catch break, but all I got’s a broken leg

A new day has dawned, but it looks the same
Steady falling behind the horizon it regurgitates
Fumbling through life in a hopeless state
Trying to catch break, but all I got’s a broken leg

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from #oneAweek Vol. III, track released April 15, 2019

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"Trying to bridge the growing gap between 'would-be' and 'has-been.'"

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