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Can't Forget

by Feed Them To The Forest

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1.
“I scream sweet little stories, The times and the places, but you won’t believe them Even I don’t believe them. I once said that ‘home’s where the heart is’ but I’m starting to feel different, And I can’t live with that. You’ll forget what you just heard and I’ll get what I deserve, Karma makes me pay the price for every single word. Can’t forget what I heard and that’s just what I deserve, I’ll be your diamond ring in the end, Wrapped around your finger, perpetually best friends. We made a pact, but you let it burn ‘Cuz I never change and you never learn, It ain’t the right time. It’s never the right time to give you my best lines, But my heart can only listen, while my body makes decisions. You know my mind is yours tonight. Is this room I’ve built enough to save me from myself?”
2.
If I was the chosen one, I’d never give answers That way I never could be wrong. I’ll deny the lies I’ve been surviving on And you can rely on my charm to keep you warm But only for seconds Only for mere minutes, ‘til we can find something new to believe in I’m not the one to save us. Open those broken lungs and watch hope start to fade I’ll save my smiles for the funerals of friends I’ve not yet made From the bottom of the barrel, to the bottles of my shelf Give me a glass half full, I’ll do the rest myself So come to me like you’re looking for answers But just because it needs to be said, it don’t mean it needs to be heard I’ll take that weight from your shoulders And maybe then, when we’re older, My twisted spine and your shallow eyes, they’ll redefine where we crossed the line Here’s a subtitle for the hard of thinking We’ll cut the air while you strain to keep breathing.
3.
How am I still breathing now that there is no beating inside of my chest? I’m so tired of sleeping like a baby, waking every hour And I’m screaming I’ve seen more joy in the eyes of the hopeless Cuz the lies you told us were never enough to cauterize these wounds If you’re scared of nothing, you’ve never had to choose So beat your chest, so we all know that you exist Those who laugh the loudest make me the most sick I get by on sympathetic eyes A concubine you’ll never find That same old safehouse that I built on lies. The reasons are riddles Designed for older ears than this You can curse the daybreak And you can hate these streets ‘cuz they’re so cold They’re so dark They’re so cold
4.
I’ve spent some time the wrong side of the river On a night you said I won’t forget But I don’t recall a thing. If the doorman’s got the powder, we swear our night is saved But all the lost souls, with street lamp lit faces, No, they don’t move the same And I don’t dream the same There’s no glamour in the desolate There’s no fight left in the desperate And no-one should ever feel this way again. Those sighs are stacked with basement lies, while I pray to God’s that I’ve denied And I keep my eyes clenched tight Spinning ‘Grace’ like your grief sells tickets I twist in strobe lights but my heart’s still a cynic Cuz no-one’s getting out alive All we needed, was to hear ‘You’re good enough’ No-one asked you to save us So take the time to talk about the worst of what I’ve done We’ll take the time to realise, there’s no-one come back to save us
5.
Turn to me and swear that we can still be friends You can take the whole night, I’ve got time on my hands My god complex, it don’t make me a saviour It’s just a delusion, they’ll say until they need you But there will come a time where the only thing worth dying for is the only thing thats keeping you alive Hope is a hand grenade And the tighter than we hold on, the more we fade away The more we feel the pain My eyes are matchstick wide Across my face I’ll paint a razor blade smile Cutting through this may take a while, litter shrouds the gravestones in the corners of mind You can turn to me and swear that we can still be friends, Take the whole night I’ve got blood on my hands, so swear it is the last time. How dare you say that this gets any easier? They that what you need you’ll never get But I’m not sure what it is that I need. They say you can’t forget what you believe But I’m not sure what it is that I believe. Why waste my time? If we are who we are, then I’ll never get this right If now’s the time for your advice You never got that right.

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released May 7, 2018

All music and lyrics by Feed Them To The Forest
Produced and mixed by Dave Boothroyd at Reel Recording Studio
Mastered by Alan Douches at West West Side Music

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