Sleeping Equations from Slate Violet by The Angry Lisas

V1
I want to bleed like I used to, back when I was so vulnerable.
I wish that I could speak to you, talking up instead of talking down.
I thought I was all grown up, more like a child in a man's suit.
Growing tall instead of growing down, when I should have planted roots.

V2
I had big, big plans that never seemed to formulate.
I was carrying stones inside this home, I thought I had a brilliant escape.
I was crying from a big glass house, it was luck I made it out okay.
When the whole thing fell, it was just as well, you know it finally made sense to me.

Chorus
I’m still afraid of the dark.
I’m still scared to death of leaving someday.
I’m scared of opening up.
I closed myself down, thinking I might be able to fake,
Every uphill fight, every sleepless night that I just spent lying awake.
I still remember the times when I lost my mind,
And all those tears I made you waste.
I never had much grace.

Bridge
I was chasing a pipedream that I could be anything.
I was told to play my luck.
Hollow and breathless, stuck in a moment, I painted myself shut.
Something was watching me out in the distance, saying I should just back down.
This light might be faint, but it’s enough to dig me out.

Outro
And I was laying awake.
I never had much grace.
I’m always laying awake.
Trying to find my place.
And all the tears that you’d waste.
I never had much grace.

• Alternative
• Rock
• indie
• indie rock
• singer-songwriter
• Portland