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Raleigh's Own

by The Plastic Arts

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1.
I think it's hard to admit that I'm drunk Stumbling home after work in a funk And belting the song that I hear through the buds in my eears like a punk I know it's worse to admit what I think Who I believe I become in a blink I see my name in neon like the Kings of Leon when I drink But I hear the truth play where the needle is stuck Another entitled and arrogant fuck Who's eager to coast all the way to his grave And living on luck It's half of the reason I'm staying at home Keeping my peers in the loop from the phone They know what they're talking about Let them figure it out on their own But whether they're worse to themselves or to me With whatever reason they've come to believe It's playing a part in the role that they place in the hole that I leave I hear the truth but only leave in disgust I'm drying my tears on the checks from the trust Still giving up most of the plans that I make And live like I'm bust I'm here till the wine wears off Keep me numb come on keep standing me one I'm here keep me here not there Keep me numb come on keep me standing me one I'm getting as close to morose as you let I'm there inconsolable know that you left Forgetting which role to put on Play it safe to belong But I still get it wrong Cause I hear the truth but treat concern like a hunt The best of intention to me is an affront You're puttin in work and I push away I believe what I want You're puttin in work and I push away I believe what I want
2.
Another week cut short by alcohol The pages of the calendar are blowing off the wall And yesterday's regrets I see them took out with the trash But now it's easier to sell them back for cash I'm paying for the things put on the shelf The things I should have soon forgot But took out on myself Now they want me to eat more Now I'm only eating less I need a better tool to measure my success I didn't stall I never called it my career I'm only waiting The planet turned I went and burned another year before you know it Got nothing to show for it The bottled up complaints get catalogues They pile up until the plot get thicker than the fog That's putting out the city lights over San Francisco Bay I gained a Muse but lost the views along the way I needed help Convinced myself that all my fears were unrelated Adults believe in the cult of grief And after years I'm inculcated I'm settled in but hate it Stop Move I'm all in but playing to lose Stop Move Stop Move I'm all in with something to prove Stop Move I'm playing off my bets Laying bets they're bound to pay I pray they're gonna save me soon but not today I'm getting up in years in might As well give up and back away I swear I'm gonna make a move but not today I swear I'm gonna make a move but not today
3.
You're Home 04:36
Babe, it's nice to see you Tell me how have you been since Leaving me for Barcelona And spending Christmas break in France Tell me 'bout the weather Show me pictures of the sights Since I'm stuck in California And you never thought to write But now you're home Catch me up with where you've been Now you're home I'll be there just tell me when Tell me why you left me Was it cause I did you wrong Or cause I left your heart in pieces And never put it in this song Cause I could treat you different I could try to treat you well I treat try to treat you better Than when I treated you like Hell Now you're home I'll try to get this thing re-started Now you're home I forget just why we parted Now you're home Tell when what you're running from Now you're home If you'll have me there I'll come I'm taking a break Gonna right the mistakes and fix what I did wrong You've heard it before I bleed all over the floor but never keep it up long Can I make up for losing time I'll pay for it using mine To mend more bonds than I break To put an end to more problems than I make You don't have to love me You don't have to want me back Just don't blow me off completely I don't know how my heart'll react Cause I still kiss my wrist and miss you I should be kissing you instead When I pull the pillow against me and pretend you're with me in bed Now you're home I'll keep holding out for you Now you're home Just tell me what I gotta do Now you're home I'll pick where you begin Now you're home I can't stand losing you again
4.
I scrapped the barrel at the bottom To end up with someone as bad as you My friends tried to warn me, I fought 'em And now I'm that drunk with the blues as the bar Spend my last penny to pay that tab Now it's me with the booze and guitar Stuck in the house but it's haunted with the memory of you and it's hard Pulled down the shades like I'm mourning Was leaving them up but it's making me cry That first shot don't feel like a warning Still putting it back before losing this high Cause you did worse than any bottle could ever beat but believe I'm try To squeeze the rest out of nothinf till the end of my road when I die I'm buried in the couch beneath the pillows where all the nickels and the pennies hide I'm there making moans and rattling chains I'm laying roots before the new tenants buy I'll be the booze-soaked spook beleaguring their cause The ghost with a beef but keeps a drink in his claws I keep to my quarters and never leave Wait for orders I don't recieve and I'm sunk Or maybe I'm just drunk I've known the truth since we've started And being alone I'm just wasting my time I'm worse to myself since we parted I need you around here to keep me in line So I'll forgive all of your problems that ever grieved me if you forgive mine Letting go is hard but it's worth it If I end up with you then I'm fine Letting go is hard but it's worth it If I end up with you then I'm fine
5.
I can tell by the tone of the comment you left You're thinking I've changed from the person you knew when we met Into some cruel little monster who's chasing his cronies away Who treats the kindness he offers like a coin from his coffers he pays Spare me the long, brittle, feigned, fickle look of distress I'm hardly the same little punk that you used to impress I blame your liberal college and friends for the tone that you take So quick to quit and to call in to be melancholic and shake Admit that you thought you could lose Now you got an excuse to complain You're everything wrong with this town Always looking for someone to blame You call yourself falsely accused, feel exhausted and used by the system it all pre-arranged Cause it either it's that or you choose not to change You're spilling to your guts to acclaim from your usual friends They never object when they should but you choose to pretend So cue the music and lighting the part that you're writing is great Depressed and melodramatic, you're so cinematic it aches Admit that you thought you could lose Now you got an excuse to complain You're everything wrong with this town Always looking for someone to blame You carry your cross with the blues Feeling accosted and bruised But believe I could easily relate I payed the same cost over every mistake I was chasing control like a thief but was all out of breathe Reached for a hold of belief at the moment of death And I waited for someone to speak but when no one was left I went out to find some relief and retraced nearly all of my steps I settled the fines that I owed and erased nearly all of my debts Admit that you thought you could lose Now you got an excuse to complain You're everything wrong with this town Always looking for someone to blame You're feeling the cost of abuse Feeling lost and confused But you rest in a bed that you make Just waiting like a fool for the levy to break
6.
Lie to Me 03:46
We've barely begun now And we're drifting apart It was easy to start And it easily departs But I'll play it as cool as I can We gave it a go now But leaving was smart Now I'm singing my part With my hand on my heart And my pulse in the palm of my hand Don't leave Where would I go I'm on the phone Bearing my bones Say it's alright Hey, lie to me I'm lost in the fold now But at least you'll forget The part where we met Was as good as it gets But that's harder to hear than to say Don't leave Where would I go I'm on the phone Bearing my bones Say it's alright Hey, lie to me I'm making the most of defeat Keep inviting more pain than I earned I'm chasing your ghost through the streets In the night near the places we were It's hard to find I'm losing time Spare me the cold now If you need to embark Cause I'll reach from the dark For the tiniest spark And start this all over again Don't leave Where would I go I'm on the phone Bearing my bones Say it's alright Hey, lie to me
7.
There's too many numbers in my phone I'm calling them over and over I swear I'm chasing the tail of every girl that I know I'm playing it cooler than I have been But if they kiss me or call me then it's over I'll see us married with kids in my dreams before I see her again So how do you feel Tell me I'm wrong You won't be the first to break the news before long I've heard it before The gesture was small and I'm just making it more I'm crazy for thinking that I can Just win them by working them over I swear I'm destined to lose Blow a fuse before I even begin I'd only come to abuse, black and bruise anyone's love that I'd win So how do I deal I'm dead before long And buried in pictures you've been send along I'm out of control The worst in me calls for more to fill in the hole Whatever belongs That mixtape of covers of your favorite songs I had to record The gesture was small but hard for you to ignore I'm pacing a groove through what's left of the floor tripping over my tongue I'm pale-purple holding my breath reaching out for the kingdom to come So tell me what's real Help keep me strong Help burst the bubbles my delusions prolong It's out of remorse The changes are small but help me keep them enforced No luring me back When I feel the itch and only need you to scratch It's hard to reform When desparately longing for what leaves is the norm There's too many numbers in my phone
8.
I'm a Ghost 03:46
I never really fully carried my load There's always helping hands to keep it in tow Just divvying up the work so that levity depends on my family and friends They take my burden up when it should be mine I try to tell em but they're saying they're fine Their heads all full of hope when they find that they're in need they can come and look for me but I'm a ghost I'm living alone The living is fine Unplugging the phone and cutting the line I'm king of my quarters but struggling Keep my borders from crumbling It should be easier for you to do than me Help me pour the mortar I need I'll keep the date and mean to stay but I bet I'll grab some coffee, hear the latest, and jet I'm ticking and bound to blow Can't get it through it, can't get out Can't with you and can't without I used to complicate the route but I went Now I'm stuck with no excuse to invent Just kicking it down the road till the calls and cables stop Out of view and soon forgot till I'm a ghost I'm living alone The living is fine Unplugging the phone and cutting the line I'm king of my quarters but struggling Keep my borders from crumbling It should be easier for you to do than me Help me pour the mortar I need I'm pacing a route from one room to the next It's all that I know Careful to keep to my home if I can I'm playing the mute to what friends I got left They tearfully call They're treated terribly awful by me I admit Just living alone The living is fine Unplugging the phone and cutting the line I'm king of my quarters but struggling Keep my borders from crumbling It should be easier for you to do than me Help me pour the mortar I need Help me pour the mortar I need
9.
I can tell better between us bout whether this you and me thing comes to pass I know my history though you're still a mystery relieves me the burden of that Cause two thousand fears complicate it The devil lays root in my head My faculties cease operating I must have been drunk when I said Over my dead Over my dead Over my dead My dead body Tell me to kiss you the more I resist you Or leave just to see you react Pinch me awak from my sleep when I shake a leaf and too nervous to act Cause two thousand fears complicate it The devil lays root in my head My faculties cease operating I must have been drunk when I said I never meant half of these words You must have mistook what you heard Love comes but leaves and returns Tell the date or the part I should wait for to keep me from living in doubt Show me affection when longer reflection could keep me from living it out Cause two thousand fears complicate it The devil lays root in my head My faculties cease operating I must have been drunk when I said Over my dead Over my dead Over my dead My dead body

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'Raleigh's Own,' was recorded and released within seven months of its predecessor, 'Praise Box.' The album gets its title from the restaurant I was employed at from 2007 until it was destroyed by a fire that leveled an entire apartment complex and two other businesses in 2012. The original digital download contained six songs. The physical album, which was originally only distributed to my friends and co-workers, contained the additional three included here.

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released February 12, 2010

Written, performed, and recorded by The Plastic Arts.

These songs were recorded live, without any performance correcting edits.

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