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Bel Air
04:38
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Lined up houses across the board
Curled up ends to mark the meet
A land of whiny, angsty teens
The perfect nuclear family
What a land of happiness
Complaints of boredom never rest
Nothing beats the regular
Everything's the same, nothing's better
The sun is up, the night is here
It's all the same, it's always great
Nothing's wrong, just all there is
Nothing's all we ever did
Convenient stores in convenient places
All I see are the same faces
Broken desires for something else
Even though everything's going well
The same old stores are getting old
I'm surprised nothing's sold
But this town is great as it is
Even if I didn't do anything
Chorus
The final stop is when we grow up
Our lives will full circle here
People are eager just to leave
The lined up houses that they see
Schoolyard kids leave to go home
Minivans are here to go
Turn on the TVs to watch their shows
Wake up, eat, sleep is all they know
The selfish are made here while they learn
As their inhibitions burn
But this town is great as it is
Even if I didn't do anything
This is the world that we live in
Boring blue days are the mighty scene
People are eager just to leave
The lined up houses that they see
It's all the same, it's always great
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2. |
Beyond Good & Evil
04:00
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Beyond good and evil
There was a majesty
Taking me to her lusty cave of grins that opened my eyes
I wanted more of meals to go that fed me happiness
What turned out was a livelihood of a short-lived, euphoric mind
Somewhere across my footed plains
Sat a kid with an immature face
He had a grin that spread for miles
A happy world in a broken state
Abandon all hope ye who enter here
Rejection is looking for a viable host
Embracing the idea that no one knows
Turning away from a life of pain
Subjective hurdles are still calling my name
I wonder when our demons start
The dangers of enlightenment
There goes the vixen up ahead
With her fiery red hair
Her hypnotic smile took me down the road of good despair
But I followed anyway, I said "Why the hell not?"
I became proletariat of her bourgeois hand
I gave her my heart and my piece of mind
She said that I was worth her time
But it doesn't matter when it's all in my head
Especially when her words are my own lies
All war is based on deception
Chorus
I saw the way you used to move beside me but now I'm gone
I saw the way you used to smile like I used to when I was young
I remembered how I took for granted the words that you used to say
I looked back to what I remembered of the memories that turned out dead
I remembered everything
I remembered everything
Yeah, go
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3. |
Empty Exchanges
04:03
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I'm the book and you're the reader, run your finger down my spine
Turn the page so that you'll know that I'm not just some other guy
Will you paint my own expressions? Will it satisfy your words?
Analyze my piece and see how much a picture's really worth
I've been looking for you lately, never mind you're never there
Tried to write my untold story but your chapter never cared
I want to tell you everything, I want to tell you about me
I want you to be my enemy, I want to show my heart bleed
I want to be your waste of space, I want to be the void behind your face
I want to be the one to get in your way, I want you to be my heartbreak
Feel the static on the paper, dialogue is always plain
Share a quick glance of a smile then carry one with our days
Can I make up my own answers when I'm telling you I'm fine?
How was staring into nothing as I'm writing about life?
Making up empty exchanges, ellipses waiting in your head
Doleful sighs to what you're saying cause I never knew what they meant
I hope you don't mind when I say
Chorus
I'm getting sick of all the artificial smiles and secondhand conversations
And I'm making up the things in my mind so I can feel a new sensation
And you're coming down cause I'm looking for you, I'm looking for you, I'm looking for you
I'm coming down on a mood swing, and I'm feeling a bit crude
And your page is blank it's staring at me I can see the pencil mark erasings
And in your apathetic attitude I hope to god that you are faking
Ah shit
Fuck all of this
Fuck all of this
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4. |
Ghost Town
06:06
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I never really understood the roads we walked
I never really understood the world we crawled
They told us we were all the same
They told us we would turn out great
They told us we're the prodigies of our name
Tell me what's right
I know you're wrong
Welcome to ghost town juvenoia
The anxious millenial paranoia
The lost digital age of hysteria
We're the sons of daughters of the Jesus of Suburbia
And we would always hear the system call
And in the halls we would always move along
We would ask about our hopes and dreams
We would hope it wasn't make believe
We would be the ones to succumb to apathy
Tell me what's right
I know you're wrong
Chorus
And all along, we would always write within the same songs
We're finding ourselves falling into jaded youth
Swimming through the smoke of marijuana and booze
And we would identify with Kurt Cobain
And sleep until twelve o'clock day after day, we sang
Chorus
We used to think about how we'd try
To wander aimlessly in our lives
And we would always wonder why
We couldn't feel the fire in our eyes
Tell me about the world we were told to cultivate
Tell me about the lives we were always to make
Tell me about the years we were always told were great
Can you tell me about the Jesus of Suburbia?
Can you tell me about the Jesus of Suburbia?
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5. |
Oh Melancholy
03:44
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There's a storm in my head
In its rain, life was dead
There was a voice calling with a pleasing tone
It was dangerous to face him all alone
Words are down
There was nobody around
What do I have to do with this?
My happy casket loved me everyday
It was soft, it was warm, oh sweet numbness heal me today
Even though nothing was there
All thoughts were painted in black
My eyes are heavy once again
Ears popped from sounds around me
These artistic words amuse me
Here I am
Lost in the dark again
What do I have to do with this?
My happy casket loved me everyday
It was soft, it was warm, oh sweet numbness heal me today
Even though nothing was there
Even though nothing was there
What do I have to do with this?
My happy casket loved me everyday
It was soft, it was warm, oh sweet numbness I adore
Even though nothing was there
Even though nothing was there
Oh melancholy
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6. |
Skylines & Soundwaves
04:39
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At the 711 by the street, are there any dreams that you believe?
I've been writing on the street signs all my doubt
Do you feel the music in your bones? Cause all I know is the silence when I'm alone
How are the street signs not bringing you down?
And I wrote your sentiments, on the aging stone pavements
With the timestamps of places that we walked
And the stories that you told, you'll never look back to when you're old
I still know these are places when we're gone
I saw you, you* saw me, on the brick roads of main street
Underneath the cold December night
Cause I found, you found me, in my constant apathy
Underneath the skylines and sound waves
The spark in your eye is alive
Are you sure that it's not a freaking lie?
Cause my spark seemed to fizzle out years ago
Do you feel the world turn around to you? Cause it feels like the people never move
How the hell are you so fine on your own?
Cause I saw your reflection with sparkle of your complexion
In the water fountains that we saw
And in the windows of the shops, I could see your image rot
With the years of this town that we lost
Chorus
Oh I saw the cars drive a thousand miles again
As the white girls were singing along to Vanessa Carlton
And I wondered why when you talked about how you wanted to sing like them
Yeah you turned to me and said you want to be young to the very end
Young to the very end
Young to the very end
Young to the very end
Oh lord
Chorus (a couple more times)
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7. |
Electric Cars
03:08
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Making sense of all I know, I know I fell apart a long time ago
And now I'm staring ahead to what I know
Taking rides in your electric car I hope you're stepping hard and you're driving far
I know you're easing up on the pedal
But I felt alive
TV screens and falling leaves, the played out movie scenes and their families
They were passing by in the passenger seat
But I'm flying fast
I want to know where to go
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8. |
Old Friend
04:45
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Old friend, tell me, are we gonna move to the west?
Remember all the words that we used to say?
Come on man tell me all the stories we made up in my basement
Yeah we were making time and talking about life
We said we were gonna burn down this town
But we were only thirteen
Come on man tell me all the things we believed
Like how we'd make it far but right now I'll say oh
Old friend, tell me, are we gonna move to the west?
Remember all the words that we used to say?
Old friend, tell me, are gonna regret a thing?
Remember the words we said when we were thirteen?
And all this time you'd think it'd pass us by
And all this time you feel like life's a lie
Oh you red headed freak, come on tell me what you believe
I know for a fact it's not God
Yeah you're telling me your answers, I'm asking you my questions
We're writing sentiments in our heads, and I sang
Chorus
You said I don't know
You said I don't know
You said that there was nothing left for us to see
So where will we go when we turn twenty three?
We'll get in our cars and drive really far
And we'll lose our heads knowing it wasn't really all that hard
Oh we'll go everywhere, we'll go move to Seattle
Cause we know for a fact that California's overrated
But I don't care where we go at all
As long as we get in our cars and drive really far
Cause we're making up stories, we're making up excuses
We're telling ourselves that everything's okay
Cause we're so damn tired of talking to ourselves
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9. |
Streets of Pain
03:49
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The nurse came down, she said she's coming in late
Her kids are all grown up and her hair is turning gray
She said she's moving away cause she can't deal with the pain
In memories of SUVs and stick figure families
The angsty teen was losing sight in the crossroads of his life
And he's stuck between the little things in the town that he despised
And he wants to know what he can do to avoid the street signs
That line up on the cul-de-sac's that always come back
And oh, he don't know
That the streets of pain has got your name
The empty houses are all the same
The streets of pain, the streets of pain
Across the boulevard tell me what do you see?
Oh, we're coming back home
To the only place we know
Cause that's all we'll ever go
Cause that's all we'll ever know
For life
And what're you gonna do when you're coming back and
Chorus
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10. |
The Slidey Song
03:32
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Look at all the countless faces swimming in the seas, they were
Climbing at ladders to reach that dream they were told to believe
And they told me that working hard, would get me really far
But I don't know why I'm still looking for you
When I turn up empty I'm still feeling blue
I'm wasting away with you
Going down the same old lines I made up in my life
I repeated the maxims these people have always told me would turn out right
But like Gatsby and Daisy the dream was debasing to me
Chorus
I'm chasing cars and driving far cause that's where they told me I needed to go
I didn't know where I was heading but they told me to drive anyway
And nothing ever seemed okay
But I still did the things anyway
Oh yeah
I spent a thousand times alive
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The Average Bel Air, Maryland
Indie/Punk band from Bel Air, MD/Philadelphia, PA that makes pretty cool music.
Hector Belarmino- Guitar, Vocals
Scott Nowaskey- Bass
Riley Young- Drums
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