The Full Pressure EP from Kennedy Cult. Released July 30, 2013
(No Comfort, Over You, Doctor's Handwriting, Fade)
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NO COMFORT

How many times
Have I told myself
This might be the worst thing
I've ever done

How many lies
Will I tell myself
But I'm not the only one

There's no comfort in this crowd
No company in this misery
Comfort could only be cold
On days like this
I just need to be alone

Cut down to size
By hands I have held
One last look
At what we leave behind

No time to cry
I've got more secrets to tell
And I need to keep
My state of mind

There's no comfort in this crowd
No company in this misery
Comfort could only be cold
On days like this
I just need to be alone

No comfort in this crowd
No comfort in this crowd

OVER YOU

She just knocked me down
These three words
I hit the ground
I'm over you

I don't know what I expect
But I wasn't ready for sudden death
I hope someday you'll regret
I'm over you

When I hear your halfway there
There's a part of me that's off somewhere
Working hard not to care
I'm over you

All the lies i told myself
Aimed towards my better health
I hope that no one else can tell
I'm over you

I just stole a second glance
Tied to my circumstance
I hope that no one understands
I'm over you

I'm trying hard to fall asleep
The way you look and i can't breath
When you are next to me
I'm over you

DOCTOR'S HANDWRITING

I know you're saying something
But I don't know what it is
I know my ears are burning
But I can't read your lips

Throw away the thoughts you're entertaining
Throw away the doctors handwriting
Baby
Speak to me

Speak to me

I know you're feeling helpless
But i can't help myself
The bridge that you are burning
Is my only way out

Throw away the thoughts you're entertaining
Throw away the doctors handwriting
Baby
Speak to me

Speak to me
Speak to me
Speak to me

This is a foreign language
This is a foreign language

FADE

When will this fade for her
When will she admit
That she's become unsure
Mark my words
I'll be saying ' have you heard '
She went away
Yesterday
I guess something
Started to fade

We outrun our reputations
A trail of sand remains
For our old obligations
Choices given
We can make our own decisions
She wants time and I'll oblige
I guess something
Started to fade

Fade from all of these decisions
Fade from mornings
When I don't feel like living
Fade from all the hours
Spent away from home
And run towards the minutes
When she can be alone

My fear is added pressure
Or so it seems to me
Living for others
Is not how it should be
She needs to get away
She tells me that everyday
She wants time
And I'll oblige
But I'll still be
Calling out her name
Cause this is never
Going to fade

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