We Were Kids - EP

by Bystander

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1.
03:14
2.
02:56
3.
03:32
4.
03:57

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Bystander's debut EP.

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released 10 December 2013

Bystander is:
Jordan Lawrence - Guitar, Vocals (on tracks 1 and 3)
Alex Buchholz - Guitar, Vocals (on tracks 2 and 4)
Adam Figurelle - Drums
Jack Fischer - Bass

Produced, engineered, and mixed by Bruce Wiegner at Overlook Studios in Warminster, PA, November 2013

Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Mastering

Cover Photo by Kara Milstein
Layout by Jordan Lawrence

©2013 A. Buchholz, J. Lawrence, A. Figurelle, J. Fischer

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Track Name: Unbreakable
Never wanna cross paths,
never wanna see your face.
The way you lie your way through your life
is a disgrace.
Your actions made me realize
you’re bereft of all integrity.
It took me too long to see.

I’m wondering where the hell I went wrong
and how we ended up here.
I feel left for dead, alone and empty;
shivering at night in bed.

So when you wake up in a foreign bed, discerning the mistakes you’ve made,
don’t fucking come crying back to me.
So drink yourself to sleep
and don’t dream about me.
‘Cause I’m burning every thought and every bridge
that leads you back to me.

I’m wondering where the hell I went wrong
and how we ended up here.
I feel left for dead, alone and empty;
shivering at night in bed.

Taking every precaution to stop myself from getting hurt again.
My walls are made of steel, not coming down for now;
unbreakable over my skin.

I’m wondering where the hell I went wrong
and how we ended up here.
I feel left for dead, alone and empty;
shivering at night in bed.
Track Name: Memories
I took those goodbye kisses for granted.
I made those long nights seem so high.
I hate opening our eyes after so long,
singing “I’ll miss you when you’re gone.”

Suburban girls make the seasons change faster.
I’ve lost all hope of us both coming home sober.
It’s so predictable, you and me.
It’s so the same; just a line from a boring story.

I’m so washed out in these memories of how we used to be;
always laying on your basement couch with reruns on TV.
I hate the way I get when you can’t call me back.
I guess it’s time that we call that fact.

Suburban girls make the seasons change faster.
I’ve lost all hope of us both coming home sober.
It’s so predictable, you and me.
It’s so the same; just a line from a boring story.

Let’s take it all back
and start it all over.
Let’s take it all back
and leave each other.
Let’s take it all back
and start it all over.
Let’s take it all back.

Suburban girls make the seasons change faster.
I’ve lost all hope of us both coming home sober.
It’s so predictable, you and me.
It’s so the same; just a line from a boring story.
Track Name: Faded
I think of you walking down those city streets alone at night
wondering what we could have been.
But that thought never even passes through your mind,
and it should stay out of mine.

Your honesty faded away.
If you want me back in your life,
save it for another man, another day.
I’d rather wander hopelessly alone than hear you
criticize me.

Should’ve seen this coming
a long time ago.
Things never really felt quite right.
You gave up on me and left me and left me all alone
despite the fact for you, I said I would fight.

Your honesty faded away.
If you want me back in your life,
save it for another man, another day.
I’d rather wander hopelessly alone than hear you
criticize me.

No longer missing you to death.
If you want me around again, don’t waste your breath.
You blew the only chance you had
when you walked away.

I’ll erase these thoughts of you from my head,
move forward, and be happy again.
It’ll take some time, but I’ll be just fine
without you here by my side.
Track Name: Storyboard
I fucked up by believing in short fiction
and calling our kiss a comeback.
I drove up and down 309 waiting for three words.
Would you at least promise me that?

I’ve waited days and months for you to call me home.
I’m spending weeks and years alone.

Once upon a time I believed in fairytales,
but the hero in this scene, oh, he always fails.
Always explaining to my best friends on the phone
that maybe, just maybe, I’m meant to end up alone.

Because two months ago today, I thought I had a future
and thought mistakes would slip past her.
I kissed goodbye love and lies and tore myself into pieces.
Someone hold back my tears.

I’ve waited days and months for you to call me home.
I’m spending weeks and years alone.

Once upon a time I believed in fairytales,
but the hero in this scene, oh, he always fails.
Always explaining to my best friends on the phone
that maybe, just maybe, I’m meant to end up alone.

I keep memories beside my bed, ‘cause every story must come to an end.
I keep postcards beside my bed; holes in a path I wish I could mend.

Once upon a time I believed in fairytales,
but the hero in this scene, oh, he always fails.
Always explaining to my best friends on the phone
that maybe, just maybe, I’m meant to end up alone.

I’m meant to end up alone.
I’ll end up alone.