Haunted House

by Chalk

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01:02
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04:27
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04:36
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04:24
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06:05
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05:37
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credits

released 31 October 2014

Chalk is
Michael Voller - Vocals, Guitar
Anthony Casey - Guitars, Vocals
Jake Schemm - Bass, Vocals
Forrest Fritz-Storhaug - Drums

Featuring
Shea Bartel - Saxophone on tracks 9 & 11

All songs written by Chalk except track 2
which was compiled by Zach Thayer

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Track Name: Invisible Lines
How can I get you to go
When you're in my bones
And your ghost still haunts my home
Am I better off alone?
Then how can I get you to stay
Long after you've gone away
And you're never return
To the bridges I have burned
And your ghost still haunts my home
Am I better off alone?

Invisible lines
Are the easiest kind
To cross and cross again
When you can't see where they end
You're visibly kind
In sight but out of mind
Out of feeling, out of heart
Or so they say

There's no need to put that face on
For another pointless face off
While you're here let's face it
You've found an apt replacement
You say I should be fine
And this happens all the time
And I should take that time
To clear my troubled mind
Take a day, take two
Take three, take a goddamned eternity

Hate me all the way to infinity
Take me a goddamned eternity

Do you remember when
You walked across the eggshells
Holding your breath
Just to tell me oh well
Do you remember then
Now we're both in hell
Holding our breath
We're screaming for help
Track Name: Car Song
So I'll drive out
Yeah I'll drive out to where you live
And when I get halfway
I remember I forgot where you live
And the CD player skips
And the steering wheel tends to slip
And the sun roof won't roll up
And the windows won't roll down
And the speedometer is broken
So I can't tell how fast I'm going
I just ride relative to everyone else
It doesn't let me drive quite like myself

This isn't the last time you'll feel like this
Remember the last time you felt like this
Now you wish
That she didn't exist
And you wanna go back
Before you felt like that

Gas, brake, and clutch to the floor
I'm shifting gears but I want more
Cracks in the windshield and rust on the doors
These lackluster seats make my back sore and
Sunburn got me red like a turnip
The map is torn up
Don't know where I'll turn up

This isn't the last time you'll feel like this
Remember the last time you felt like this
Now you wish
That she didn't exist
And you wanna go back
Before you felt like that

She made a promise and she isn't gonna break that
Don't look 'cause she isn't gonna wave back
Don't think when you drive into the sunset
If you do well you'll just get upset
Don't answer the phone when she calls you
Don't even let her get close to you
Do your best not to think about that one time
Or that other time, or those other times
Oh oh, or that other time, pay it no mind

When you fall behind
You look further back
Well she gave you time
But you lost track
When you cross the line
Just to get her back
And you can't believe
You would do that
Track Name: Imani
Imani
Imani-oh
Imani-oh
My heart's just for you

Imani
Imani-oh
Imani-oh
It cuts me in two

Imani
Imani-oh
Imani-oh
My heart's just for you

Imani
Imani-oh
Imani-oh
When I see him with you

Imani
Imani-oh
Imani-oh
Tread a continent for you

You think you've had it bad
You thought you had it rough
But are you dumb enough
To keep this whole thing up?
You think you've had it bad
You thought you had it rough
But are you strong enough
To give this whole thing up?

And I broke all my bones
But I'm completely fine
Suddenly I don't seem to mind
And I'll burn my cell phone
But I'll keep a landline
Stay in touch from time to time

I never knew that it was so small
It isn't anything at all

Now I'm all alone
But I feel most at home
Outside your coverage zone
And I'll burn my cell phone
Lately I've been prone
To hanging up at the dial tone

I never knew that it was so small
It isn't anything at all

But now
I can only lay
As the day slips away
I can always lie
That at least I tried
When in truth I only watch
As the stupid words you say can't be stopped
And the opinions that you seek can't be bought
Track Name: Lake Sedge
Will you feed my lines?
Tongue tied I ate my words for breakfast
Eyes closed no direction
Would you kindly show me to the exit?

I’ve been getting so tired
From sleeping in the daytime
Then pulling long nights
Planning out my short sights

Pockets full of lake sedge
From trailing on the river’s edge
Ask me how I’m feeling
Been counting dots on the ceiling

But now they have letters for
Numbers they don’t have numbers for
Top buttons to scratch floors
Eager eyes to open Drawers

Yeah it’s been hard to speak
With my tongue in my cheek
I promise I won’t hurt you
It just might take some work to
Build an understanding
On foundations of poor planning
I found the ratio I’ll play it safe
But It’s too late to lay in wait

And I could lay another brick
On walls that grow so thick
Just to paint them with your shadow
Cast out from a spiral … but
Who can tell us who your favorite mathematician is
Let’s find out where an ancient mathematician lives
Let’s hope what he says
Isn’t too complex

If the numbers are real
Then it’s all been determined
Why do I feel
So uncertain
[Door’s always open
Been steady hoping you’d stop by]
The quicker you spread ‘em
The sooner you forget ‘em
The further you spread ‘em
The faster you’ll regret ‘em
Track Name: (Asleep)
And when things get above my head
I’ve been flirting with death's cousin
I’ve been thinking 'bout what Nasir said
Sometimes I feel it’s a life I'd lead instead but

Don’t cry out
That’s the last thing you should do
The people next door
They’re not laughing with you

Don’t cry out
That’s the last thing you should do
The people next door
They’re not laughing with you

They're saying:
"Get in contact, win your friends back!
Ah-ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh-ah"
Is it hurting for you, living alone?
Well, it’s the first thing to do
Leaving your home, they're saying
"Ah-ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ahh, ah-ah-ahh-ah"

Run around with those old friends
And get depressed again
Words betraying confidence
At every single incident

Dust things for fate's fingerprints
It's too strange for coincidence
Dust things for fate's fingerprints
It’s too strange

'Cuz I'm best said
Layin' in a big bed
Face behind a blanket
And I'm talking to your pillow
Fall asleep as the wind blows
Through a poorly insulated window

Fun without those old friends
And fall asleep again
Gestures suggest that confidence
Grows with every compliment

But the lights come on
They're moving in
The night’s too long
The days are getting thin
The lights come on
they're moving in
It’s too long

Cuz I'm best said
Laying in a big bed
Face behind a blanket
And I'm talking to your pillow
Fall asleep as the wind blows
Through a poorly insulated window

And I hope that I can amount
To more than my thread count
More than my thread count
I'm not more than my thread count
Track Name: Haunted House (Part 1)
Off on a brighter night
Often these slider lights
Don't hide our spider bites
Can't get my body right

You'll put some music on
but all of the songs are wrong
None of the ceilings gone
I need to take a nap

But I am confident
That you'll be my confidant
When I lose confidence
I'll break my promises

We were hanging out
We were down and out
a sinking ship

and I held my tongue
and I bit my lip
but I won't let you slip

Got your wits about (you)
Swallow all your doubts soon
a haunted house

and I clasped my hands
and I stood my stand
I just followed the plan

Pushed to the party again
Why would you do that?
Tell all your funniest jokes
Make them all laugh

Sad in your house again
Who would do that?
Dash all your fondest hopes
Make yourself cry

And all the architects
Would sooner hang their necks
Then cash an empty check
Out on a beat up wreck

Can't handle the going trope
Become a misanthrope
Cut all the easy ropes
Turn in your broken bones

Making sense of a mess
Pulls back the innocence
Apply a field of stress
Plan for a button press

And all the vacant spots
Remind you of their haircuts
The nostalgic rot
It fills up gut

And if I had a heart
Maybe I'd feel it
But the new robot's
More idealistic

And the funniest joke
As her transistors smoke
is the emptiness
Of which his sister spoke

Take a look offshore
It's all around you
Thought you ran away
The city found you

And all the vacant spots
Remind you of her haircut
The nostalgic rot
It spills from my gut

And if I had a heart
Maybe I'd feel it
But the new robot's
More realistic

And the funniest joke
With my resistors broke
it's the emptiness
with which that mister spoke

Try to look for more
It's all around you
Thought you ran away
This house found you

I had to lose my dreams
I had to wake up
I nearly lost my mind
Now my mind's made up

I had to live with them
I had to stay up
I had to give to them
Gave up my sweatshirt

I had to lose my dreams
I had to wake up
I nearly lost my mind
Now my mind's made up