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Daybreak
03:51
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In the misty morning air,
not a sound or serpent near.
Not yet blinded by my own fear,
the clock is ticking, the bell is ringing,
time is running out.
Can they hear? Can they see?
Were they once just like me?
If I’m lost, so are they.
Truly how far did they stray
from humanity, a commodity, that we all take in vain?
But as the day, it goes on,
I know it won’t be long until they’re upon me.
Suffocating me.
But I’ll keep on trying, I’ll keep on fighting,
not for me, but for you,
though you split my heart in two.
There’s nothing more that I can do.
Can they hear? Can they see?
Were they once just like me?
If I’m lost, so are they.
Truly how far did they stray
from humanity, a commodity, that we all take in vain?
How lonely must it be
to feel nothing but the desire for flesh and bone?
To live in darkness, even in the light?
To suffer quietly through the night?
They’re a lot like me, I’m a lot like them.
Not so different after all.
Try not to hate them, try not to blame them.
Fear is a figment, a phantom, of your imagination.
Can they hear? Can they see?
Were they once just like me?
If I’m lost, so are they.
Truly how far did they stray
from humanity, a commodity, that we all take in vain?
If I’m lost, so are they.
Truly how far did they stray…?
It’s a new dawn, a new day,
but these things never fade away.
I’m left here waiting, left here wanting,
while you doubt me and I doubt myself.
They wait for me, for you,
for anyone they can sink their teeth into.
There’s nothing I can do to stop this
daybreak.
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2. |
Dawn of a New
04:24
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I am just a girl who loves to take on the world.
Challenge all the norms
refuse to conform.
I wanna see who I see, meet who I meet,
free to be me with no regrets.
Time's not on my side,
it don’t have to be.
As long as I’m true to myself,
I’m doing what is right.
It’s the dawn of a new fucking day,
everything else fades away.
I’ve never been scared,
and I really don’t care
what you think of me.
You can say what’cha say,
but I am still free to be me.
I’ll stand upon the mountain tops,
scream until my lungs burn up.
Not ashamed of who I am.
Ever since I was a little girl,
I knew I was nothing special.
Just the same as everyone else,
human as human can be.
We love who we love, love is our drug.
Makes the world spin round and round.
Hate’s our doing, but acceptance is our first step to pardon.
It’s the dawn of a new fucking day,
everything else fades away.
I’ve never been scared,
and I really don’t care
what you think of me.
You can say what’cha say,
but I am still free to be me.
I’ll stand upon the mountain tops,
scream until my lungs burn up.
Not ashamed of who I am.
Not ashamed, not to blame.
This is who I am.
No matter what I choose or who I do,
there’s no rules, guides, or dictation.
Not ashamed of who I am.
This world is made for me, for you,
for all of us.
We all deserve to live in harmony.
Not ashamed of what I am.
It’s the dawn of a new fucking day,
everything else fades away.
I’ve never been scared,
and I really don’t care
what you think of me.
You can say what’cha say,
but I am still free to be me.
I’ll stand upon the mountain tops,
scream until my lungs burn up.
Not ashamed of who I am.
Not ashamed of what I am.
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3. |
Friend or Foe
04:24
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It was always me fending off the dread.
I made sure you were never had to feel
the way I did.
Nothing I did was ever enough.
Now we’re through,
there’s nothing I can do for you.
Isolation, deprivation, cynicism, apprehension,
you never saw me anything but the bad guy.
I tried, I lied, I cried and cried.
You never saw any of that,
did you?
Friend or foe?
I don’t know.
Trapped inside,
the place I hide is in my own head now.
Hatred seeps into everything.
Can’t forgive, I can’t forget,
with a head full of regrets.
All that I wanted, and all that I am,
can’t even count what I achieved on one hand.
Thought I was doing right by you,
turns out I was fooling myself.
Friend or foe?
I don’t know.
Trapped inside,
the place I hide is in my own head now.
Hatred seeps into everything.
Can’t forgive, I can’t forget,
with a head full of regrets.
Now you’re gone and dead.
Our story’s reached an end.
Nothing I can do,
but miss you.
Standing by an unmarked grave
really isn’t the way
I thought our final chapter would close.
Friend or foe?
I don’t know.
Trapped inside,
the place I hide is in my own head now.
Hatred seeps into everything.
Can’t forgive, I can’t forget,
with a head full of regrets.
Can’t forgive, I can’t forget,
with a head full of regrets.
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4. |
Obsess
02:31
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I,
I think I’m out of my mind,
but I am doing just fine.
Just fine.
You,
you think you’re out of your mind,
but I think you’re doing just fine.
Just fine, just fine.
This life,
life will tear you apart,
I knew that right from the start.
It’s fine, it’s fine.
But what if it’s not fine?
(What if it's not fine? What if it's not fine? What if it's not fine?)
We will find some way to make it.
I,
don’t think I’m out of my mind,
but I’m not doing just fine.
No lie, no lie.
You,
you’re not out of your mind,
but you’re not doing just fine.
No lie, no lie.
Why can’t we just be, instead of pretending,
that we got it all figured out?
We,
we’re not out of our minds.
We’re just living life,
and that makes us
fine.
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Clairisa Rose Ontario
Clairisa is a singer and bassist from Southern Ontario. Inspired by early 2000s emo and 70s - 90s punk, Clairisa loves to
experiment with their style.
They are currently working on a concept album of a story that has been with them since adolescence.
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