Honestly, Fuck It.

by Gatsby's Shipwreck

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released September 15, 2015

All songs written and recorded by Gatsby's Shipwreck
Additional Vocals: Raika Nuñez
Recorded and mastered at Silk City Music Factory in Manchester, CT in July 2015, by producer, Phil Mann.
Album Art by Casey McKenna

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Track Name: Gyarados Learned Dragon Rage
Straddling the line between
One more day and I can’t move fast enough
I was in a rush
I was in a rut
I’m not the kid I was yesterday
Never mind yesteryear
Coming to conclusions a bit too late
(I’m not thinking clear)
I’m not thinking straight
(I’m not thinking clear)
It’s coming to the conclusion
I need someone to talk to
Someone to listen when I get sad
Cause in 6 more weeks, I’ll be nothing
But a memory not built to last
Promises were made
Promises were made
And when I die,
bury me underneath the tree where you said
“I love you first”
If this doesn’t kill me,
(Promises were made)
You’ll be the first to know
If this doesn’t kill me,
(Promises were made)
You’ll be the first to know
All this time can't spent in vain
(Promises were made)
Cause we’re blood from the same vein
All this time not spent in vain
(Promises were made)
Cause we’re blood from the same vein
Promises were made
Promises were made
Track Name: Are You Not Entertained?
And it’s the constant thought
That I’m not good enough
That any second now would be the perfect time to die
That I can’t make you happy
Whenever I’m not happy
Sometimes it’s the weakest man
Who doesn’t dare to cry
I’d be lying if I told you
That I’m never scared to death
That I’m never second rate
Or even close to second best
First things first, I don’t hate myself
I just hate the current state
My mind constantly reiterates
Constantly reiterates
It’s preferred to self deprecate these days
And are you not entertained?
You pay to see me croon on stage
Whine and yell about my darker days
Are you not at all enthralled?
Can’t you see I have the gall
To claim I fucking know it all
Call me out on things once or twice
Make me pay the goddamn price
Prove to me, pride comes before the fall
Seasonally affected
Is when my writing’s most effective
Even though I rarely opt to leave my bed
Caffeinated consciousness
Fermented obnoxiousness
Sedating any dark thought in my head
Well here we are two years down the road
I’m still scared of telephones
Counting blessings, and sacrifices made
So pack up the car, let’s hit the road
We all somewhere to go
Mine’s to wherever I won’t feel ashamed
And are you not entertained?
You pay to see me croon on stage
Whine and yell about my darker days
Are you not at all enthralled?
Can’t you see I have the gall
To claim I fucking know it all
Call me out on things once or twice
Make me pay the goddamn price
Prove to me, pride comes before the fall
(The fall)
Track Name: I'dn't've
I’m still dulling my senses
While remaining expressionless
Consensus is the couch is a home
I’m not blaming you for anything
But I won’t admit my faults
It’s a close call, it’s a close call
But you can’t reside
In the past you left behind
And I know how it feels
(to be lost, it’s not a crime)
What ever happened to
“I’m not asking you to take sides?”
Rearranging more than bedsheets
I’m losing sleep
When you can’t afford your actions,
You stop caring if talk is cheap
It’s the feeling when you understand
The chamber’s empty, sweet relief
I was counting on you to kill me
(to kill me)
Disapointment’s not as scary
As what happens you succeed
The bottle can’t be empty,
We’re still talking, aren’t we?
As you led me to the front door
A child learning to walk
But you’re a crutch not a cane,
Though they’re one in the same
Labels mean everything
I’ll take you on the rocks
Instead of us taking shots
On the carpeted floor of your basement
“And when you wake up,
I’ll be gone
When you wake up,
I’ll be gone
These are the thoughts from the couch
That will not leave your mouth
So how do you plan on me to respond?
And you can’t reside
In the things you tried to hide
You’ll talk about this on stage
But not with whom you spend a bulk of your time
I bet it’s lonely on the inside
I bet there’s room for one more if you tried”
Track Name: I Wonder What Tupac's Up to These Days
I’m still putting whiskey in my coffee
And doing pushups on the weekends
I wonder what your sister’s wearing now
I don’t feel guilty, or ashamed
I don’t feel a shred of pride
But regardless, we’re making out
But I don’t have any dead friends
Just those I don’t see much of nowadays
Surviving in photographs
And half-stale memories
Haven’t been to a funeral in a year or two
Maybe that’ll change in a year or two
Will that be, and I’m not thinking this shit through?
All your pictures didn’t burn
But rather scarred into my retinas
An illusion of what love really was these days
But all your pictures didn’t burn
But rather scarred into my retinas
An illusion of what love really was
I guess we’d call this coping
I remembered your birthday,
But you don’t want me to call you
I remembered your birthday
And you said you don’t want me to call
I remembered your birthday
And you said you don’t want me to call you
I remembered your birthday
You told your friends you don’t want me to call
But I don’t have any dead friends
Just those I don’t see much of nowadays
Surviving in photographs
And half-stale memories
Haven’t been to a funeral in a week or two
Maybe that’ll change in a year or two
Will that be, and I’m not thinking this shit through?
I’m still putting whiskey in my coffee
And doing pushups on the weekends
I wonder what your sister’s wearing now
Track Name: Accidentally Pressing Send On a Text Message You Forgot to Proofread
And she said
“Look me in the eyes
Say you didn’t mean to hurt me
Or make me cry.
The hardest part is knowing
Someone thinks that you deserve this.
The hardest part is knowing
That you’re not on my side.
Voicemails from the front seat
Won’t cut it this time.
I need to know that your face lines up with your words
And I’m not asking for much
Just a singular fuck
Like you gave when we were playing boy meets girl.”
And I said
“Please avert your eyes.”
I can’t let you see me like this
Lazarus in disguise
And the phantom of your hometown
Who’s dying to come back and stay
The ghost of who I used to be
Who just had to get away
Backstage barely beats your bedroom
Or at least that’s what I’ll say on record
(On record)
You’re not asking for a lot
Just to keep you in my thoughts
As I’m watching the sunrise
From the backseat of my car.
So let’s chalk this one up
To immaturity
To not being cognizant of what you mean to me
And there’s a dent in my pillow
Where we used to tell our future
There’s a chip
In the door frame
Where that’s no longer the case
So tell me the truth
Now I guess now my lies won’t do
I’d rather spend these late nights driving
Than to try to catch up to you
Well, hey Mandy
Do you remember
Those nights on the front porch you said we’d forget?
And we’re still making out
In the corner of a party
At a time that I’ll admit I should be in bed
I should be in bed
Track Name: Tell Me I'm a Good Person
Well I need someone to talk to,
I’m still on drugs
I’m either as level headed as I’m gonna get
Or I’m not stable enough
And I need help
I can finally admit that to myself
Cause I’m scared to leave the couch
I don’t care for much of anything else
But I know, what it’s like to die though
I stopped being scared of that
When I turned 21
And sometime’s it feels like no one’s listening
Except a dozen fans
Lately it’s the decision between waking up
Or watching the sun rise again
But habit forming
Is a fancy way of saying hard to ignore
I never thought I’d be terrified
Of the shapes that are supposed to fix me
Well it’s 2AM now
I guess the world’s finally asleep
I’m still pacing around my kitchen
Waiting for my thoughts to finally get me
Well rest assured, I’m a changed man
For better or bad
They say that the first call should be to your lawyer
The last one should be to your dad
Track Name: Every Move On the Highway Is a Personal Attack Against Me
I’ve got my suitcase packed
And my ticket purchased
And there’s no going back
To the August of sophomore year
It’s the bottles I never finished
Conversations we still have
Self respect I was working towards
Integrity we both lacked
Before you close the door
Ask me if it’ll be okay
And it’s the afternoons on rooftops
A pair of jeans I can’t ignore
I won’t say what you wanna hear,
But what I haven’t said before
And you’ll say
“I never meant to get so involved”
And the words don’t hurt as much
As knowing I made you cry
“I never meant to get so involved”
Before you walk away
Can we at least say our goodbye?
“I never meant to get so involved”
Are we a symptom of something bigger?
A story whose chapters are already told
A lie snowballing towards irrelevance
Two lives putting each other on hold
We’re a magnificent accident
And I refuse to be stagnant
We’re a magnificent accident
And I refuse to be stagnant
Well it’s the late nights on the weekends
When you’d call me from your car
Too high to even think,
But drunk enough to let it get this far
“Remember all those times we used to laugh?”
Sorry, now’s not the time to start grasping at straws
“Remember all those times we used to laugh?”
And if I hang up right now,
Will you understand I’m gone?
“I miss all those times we used to laugh”
Are we a symptom of something bigger?
A story whose chapters are already told
A lie snowballing towards irrelevance
Two lives putting each other on hold
We’re a magnificent accident
And I refuse to be stagnant
We’re a magnificent accident
And I refuse to be stagnant
Well it’s a different kind of death
Where your world and theirs no longer intersect
Well it’s a different kind of death
Where your world and theirs no longer intersect
Will you remember me as I was?
(We’re a magnificent accident)
And I’ll forget you as you are
(And I refuse to be stagnant)
Will you remember me as I was?
(We’re a magnificent accident)
And I’ll forget you as you are
(And I refuse to be stagnant)
Track Name: Date Night At Loch Ness
Cause you’re in a position to do a lot of damage
Irreversible things I know you’d never do
But my mind will never back down from a war
And with 4 weeks left, what’s the worst we could do?
And just 2 beers in, I’m smiling like we did a year ago
You were my introduction to post modernism
Because nothing of what you said meant fucking anything
You always joked about liking beer,
But couldn’t stand the taste of hops
And it pisses me off that I remember that
I literally don’t know how to feel about caring so much for a person
Who was too afraid to admit that they fucked up the second they got to college
As if change were bad
I’m going off brand, as far as love goes, to something you couldn’t take home to mom or dad
You lied about me, you lied to me
And truth be told it hurts to hear that you think so low of yourself
You’re a fucking treasure if you let yourself be
I’m not gonna apologize for trying to make things work
I’ll apologize for not listening a third of the time
We were never people to walk away from things that weren’t worth it
Truth be told, I’m still arguing with myself whether we were worth it
I’ll admit it, I wrote really angry songs about you
Going from striving to be better for you
To striving to be better than you
We are competitive by nature
And truth be told, by losing you,
I think I fucking won
But please don’t take these words as truth
I think it all boils down to me being half-mad at myself
For caring about you, despite having no reason to
I am half-mad for thought that the lost conversation we had,
And potentially will ever have,
Was about weed, and selling yourself short
Honest to God, I hope you find everything you’re looking for
And honest to God, I hope it has nothing to do with me
Congratulations, you’ve discovered immortality
Track Name: Wait, What?
I’m in trouble
We aren’t who we were a year ago
And I wonder
The boy I was, did you let him go?
And I did not account for this
That thrill would outweigh happiness
And apologies, at this point, are overdue
So let’s face facts
I’m not a class act
You’d be better off with someone new
(Not someone that loves you)
But I know what you’ll say
“You’ve seen me at my worst days
You’re not giving up much
By taking me on”
But I’ll be fine
Once I leave my old self far behind
And maybe next year
I’ll find happier words to write
Put this on repeat
Cause you mean the world to me
And I’m done dancing around that issue
And that’s why I had to leave