Autumn

by Ross Hurley

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released August 28, 2015

Written and performed by Ross Hurley
Produced by Laurent Baeriswyl

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Track Name: Sheep
Fireworks in the night, rubble by the day.
These paroxysms of our greed help to pave the way for your lies

As my blood turns into oil
That covers your skin and clothes
My threads are turning in turmoil
While I'm buried by a rose

Sheep go to heaven
Goats go to hell
Your saviour's weapons light the sky
While I'm ringing on your church's bell

Let me in
Let me in

Hold my white bed sheets up
Wave them in the air
But the show goes on 'til curtains close
To stop the rest of them from seeing us

As they storm into my home
I can't get through this gate
But they'll tell the world they conquered Rome
While I'm pulled down by this weight

Sheep go to heaven
Goats go to hell
Your saviour's weapons light the sky
While I'm ringing on your church's bell

Let me in
Let me in

Feel as my skin decays
Kiss me while I'll live out my last days

Sheep go to heaven
Goats go to hell
Your saviour's weapons light the sky
While I'm ringing on your church's bell

Let me in
Let me in
Track Name: Bedhair
Snuff, black eyes and coffee.
Wake up in the room.
With the thought of you with your lips all glossy
Trying to sleep but I'm staring at the moon
Thinking about if I was there
Just me all alone but I won't get lonely
'Cause at least your voice would echo coldly

So far away
But I'd like to see you today

Lost and lonely
Beaten and broken
Egocentric and self-indulgent
Want these feelings to go

This feeling
This feeling
This feeling

Tears, black eyes and coffee
Help forget the goodbye
I can whisper to you on the phone so softly
I can put you to sleep and sing you a lullaby
Stripped of all my power.
This big bad wolf's fur is black;
Just a cub abandoned by the pack

Please just stay
Can it be another way?

Lost and lonely
Beaten and broken
Egocentric and self-indulgent
Want these feelings to go

This feeling
This feeling
This feeling

Lost and lonely
Beaten and broken
Egocentric and self-indulgent
Want these feelings to go

Lost and lonely
Beaten and broken
Egocentric and self-indulgent
Want these feelings to go

Lost and lonely
Beaten and broken
Egocentric and self-indulgent
Want these feelings to go

This feeling
This feeling
This feeling
Track Name: Apathy
(Chorus)
You try to block the thoughts in your head
When your life is your bed
But all your dreams were tainted red
From the cuts you caused with the words you said

They say that your life beats your death
But I can smell despair on your breath
Seas of anguish from reminiscing
Reminding you that there's someone missing

Lost memories coming back to you
Crumbled milestones reconstruct themselves outside of your window
The same things that you would kill to lose
Are the same things that you would kill to see again
You're losing your mind at the thought of her knocking at your door to see when

You're ready for her
Are you really ready for her?

(Chorus)

Forgotten memories resurface; a time when you were smiling.
A time when she was laughing torn down by the now in which you're dying.
You speak to yourself and you speak to yourself and you say that you're going to be OK
But the blue skies that once lit your life are slowly turning grey

Are you ready for her?
Are you really ready for her now?

(Chorus)
Track Name: Smoke
Violently, you're burning my throat
Killing me and it's all my fault
But I take another toke

I breathe ash into the air
I try not to care
But I can smell you all over my hair

But I think you'll prefer the idea of me
Than the thought of holding tight
And sometimes I think you're playing with me
But you'll stay in my head at night

Maybe I'm stupid, maybe I'm dumb
Maybe I'm the only one who sees you to get hurt
They ask me why I still see her.
I feel like masochist. I feel like a masochist.

Sudden trembles, withdrawal comes.
Tired head and beaten gums.
See what I've become

Broken voice and skinny pride.
My darling self lying by my side
And I'm trying to believe that he hasn't died

But I think you'll prefer the idea of me
Than the thought of holding tight
And sometimes I think you're playing with me
But you'll stay in my head at night

Maybe I'm stupid, maybe I'm dumb
Maybe I'm the only one who sees you to get hurt
They ask me why I still see her.
I feel like masochist. I feel like a masochist.

Bruising my lungs
Burning my hand
I try to stay strong
I try to stand up

But I think you'll prefer the idea of me
Than the thought of holding tight
And sometimes I think you're playing with me
But you'll stay in my head at night

And I'm done waking up with the thought of you
At 3am each night
And I'm done going to sleep with a scar from you
'Cause you're all that's in my sight

Maybe I'm stupid, maybe I'm dumb
Maybe I'm the only one who sees you to get hurt
They ask me why I still see her.
Maybe I'm stupid, maybe I'm dumb
Maybe I'm the only one who sees you to get hurt
They ask me why I still see her.

I feel like masochist. I feel like a masochist.