Changed Stripes

by Healthy Scratch

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1.
Quick Fix 05:18
I'm done feeling blue. I'm finally getting rid of you. A weight lifted off my shoulders; heavier as I grew older. Your belly is yellow and your head is empty. The blood in your veins runs green with envy. My eyes are sunken back; black bottomless pits, Marred with violet rings from violence and fists. I've been coming apart at the seams. I've been laughing so hard it’s obscene. Tell me what makes a man, Is it in his heart or is it in his head? My life is sand in my hands, Slipping away too fast. I don't want anything you have, I just want the best part of my life back. We can’t go back. Shake ‘em ‘til the walls crack. Amplify the feedback. Stay on the attack, Constant change but I’m ever adapting. Fixated on “what if” and it’s getting distracting We built upon a graveyard and it’s quickly collapsing. Repapering the cracks; a quick fix for relapsing. Affirming our commitment to what we hold dear, There’s no graying on the margins. It’s never been more clear. Slight white lies will get you stuck in a web. Stepping out from the flock. Black sheep won’t be misled. Watched as they lie to our faces while their hands are red. Coming out of the blue and into the black. Been given a warning. We’re taking it back. I've been coming apart at the seams. I've been laughing so hard it’s obscene. Tell me what makes a man, Is it in his heart or is it in his head? My life is sand in my hands, Slipping away too fast. I don't want anything you have, I just want the best part of my life back. Watched as they lie to our faces while their hands are red. Shape a future free of sutures. Leave nothing unsaid. We can’t go back. Shake ‘em ‘til the walls crack. Amplify the feedback. Stay on the attack We can’t go back, when the time’s been this long. But it’s so hard to look ahead when you’re just scraping along. Optimism is a sickness when everything’s wrong, So pull your finger from the dam and move on. Just move on. I won't be bold enough to call this a victory, to a friend I almost lost, to defeat, I won't concede. I’m still recovering bitterly from injuries. At the end of my rope I start a path to succeed. I'm finding it hard to forgive you this time, I'd rather forget, move on with my life. I've been cutting ties and I’ve been cutting out. All this time it seems myself is all I care about. I forgot the stars existed at all. It’s been so long since I've looked up at night. Practice what you preach or just shut your fucking mouth. I'm so sick of your attitude, "Do as I say and not as I do" Practice what you preach or just shut your fucking mouth. You traitors all share the worst of traits. You traitors all share the worst of fates. You spit fiction and you exhale lies. You bleed rumors and you sweat dishonesty. You spit fiction and you exhale lies. You bleed rumors and you— Stay away from me Won’t be swayed or deceived. Can’t be shaped by the place that knows the facts yet disagrees. If we keep heading west the sun will never set. Our lives.Our loves.Our dreams. Are everything.
2.
You discover who really loves you when everyone thinks that you’re dead. You find out who was what you thought once but was never really all your friends You discover who really loves you when everyone thinks that you’re dead. You’re let down there’s not a frown to be found. No dismal vigil, don’t hold your breath. Oh, Miss Respirator; keep me breathing. Oh, Miss Respirator; please keep me alive You’re undercover “mourning” next to your mother and no one knows you faked your death. I’m in the rafters and you’re climbing up after Hideout for three days then resurrect. Oh, Miss Respirator; keep me breathing Oh, Miss Respirator; please keep me alive Oh, Mr. Feeding Tube; please keep me eating. I'm sorry nurse, but not even your defibrillator hands can save me this time. Not even your hands can save me this time. {And as I lay here in this hospital bed feeling the embrace of broken arms through a full body cast the only thought I can think is that I hope you don't give up on me} I'm Not Dead Yet. Don't Pull The Plug. We're Not Done Yet. I Won't Give Up. I hope my heart beat haunts you through your floor boards. I hope my heart beat haunts you. Quote the raven "Nevermore". Hooked up to machinery that can't seem to help me 'cause it's in my head this thought that I can't. Been lying in this bed for weeks now and I can barely speak You all must think I died, no one thought that I'd survive. Standing in the front row of my own funeral, finding out that you're not there finding out that no one cared. A whole town melting-down in its own crucible Casting stones at vacant homes; a ghost wandering the streets alone.
3.
I've been running red lights To try to save your life tonight But this is the last time that you’ll call me crying I've been sleeping with the snow on the TV Hoping that the white noise would keep me company But even the static left me lonely Have we forgotten how great love is? Too busy writing songs about throwing fists It’s as if someone decided love was too cliché So now when we sing, we just sing what we hate I’ve been waving all these red flags To try to tell you that you should beware I wanna let you know I need you near When I know I’m better off without you here Gave my best shot at honesty Turns out it’s not the best policy There's beauty inside of all of us It's your amount, it's not enough Some things you've gotta get angry for Come on lose your temper get up off the floor He was level headed, now disgraced and in doubt Now he's lying on his back don't know when to stay down Have we forgotten how great love is? Too busy writing songs about throwing fists It’s as if someone decided love was too cliché So now when we sing, we just sing what we hate If you had any dignity left you’d be embarrassed Keep spinning the cylinder Keep rolling the dice Keep doubling down Keep risking your life (You’re about to get what you deserve Your talk isn’t cheap, You’re fuckin’ worthless) Been speeding through each stop sign Life’s too short, who’s got the time I don’t even check if the coast is clear Don’t blink, don’t break, don’t show no fear Gave my best shot at honesty Turns out it’s not the best policy There's beauty inside of all of us It's your amount, it's not enough Some things you've gotta get angry for Come on lose your temper get up off the floor He was level headed, now disgraced and in doubt Now he's lying on his back don't know when to stay down Have we forgotten how great love is? Too busy writing songs about throwing fists It’s as if someone decided love was too cliché So now when we sing, we just sing what we hate
4.
(Trying and failing and trying again) newspapers are piling up on the driveway I think nobody's home, I guess they must have gone away Nobody bothered to say "We’ll see you later Mike, you better find a place to stay" But I'll be homeless for this Christmas I'll be homeless for this Christmas My friends came through You know that I'd be lost without Every single one of you I've been sleeping on the sofa Of everyone I've ever been close to But I'll be homeless for this Christmas I'll be homeless for this Christmas I’m lost in my head and I'm lost geographically Anywhere I go I just can't get away from me Start the countdown to the end of time I’ll try not to lose my mind Singing “Auld Lang Syne” I know how I'll spend this New Year Swinging from the ceiling Hanging on a chandelier I’ve got no one to kiss And I’ve had too much to drink Have we lost everything now Or are you still here with me? Got my stupid clumsy stories And they’re falling apart Forever end December This years a new start I can only live without direction for so long I can only live without direction (without direction) Should auld acquaintance be forgot And never brought to mind Hazy memories of Christmas trees New Year’s Eve and nameless faces all entwined I'll be homeless for this Christmas I'll be homeless for this Christmas Lost in my head and I'm lost geographically Anywhere I go I just can't get away from me (Trying and failing and trying again)
5.
Is this my natural state? Am I right where I’m supposed to be? Teetering on the edge I wait I’m full of potential energy Is this just a long rat-race? Trapped— no map in a maze Following crumbs to eat I’m scaling walls I’m climbing out I’m breaking through Will you come with me? Born screaming. I’ll die screaming I’ll live breathing, dreaming for something Running from nothing at all Our backs are against the wall At home I can sit and wait still as a mountain range Watch the seasons change I’m coming outta my cage And it’s all totally fucked I gotta, gotta be down ‘Cause I just want enough A world that’s coming of age Stand by me while we rise up It’s all gonna crash down Hold tight, the landing is rough Born screaming. I’ll die screaming I’ll live breathing, dreaming for something Running from nothing at all Our backs are against the wall Your paying through the nose While they lie through their teeth Kicking a tribute to the bosses that already eat for free Wasting your change on the claw machine Painting the facade of the pyramid scheme Still screaming. We’re still screaming We’re all bleeding, pleading for justice Running from nothing Running from nothing at all Calling you bluffing We’re ripping down your walls
6.
At night in the woods Glowing eyes fix on you You can’t feel alone In spite of your solitude When I look back on How my year went Too many months wasting time Staring vacant When I look back on How my life’s spent Up to my eyes in Misplaced time Trapped in a train car With no room to move your arms Feel so alone No one knows who you are I am the poster boy for Pessimism and procrastination I am the patron saint Of putting it off Of making myself late When I look back on How my year went Too many months wasting time Staring vacant When I look back on How my life’s spent Up to my eyes in Misplaced time Anxiously waiting for Something worth saving Pacing but trailing And bracing for failing Miles from home Never felt so alone Cashed out my savings Embraced the unknown Repossessed my own soul Took back control Stepped out of my head and my way (You’re everything a snake is except for one thing You can try and you try But you can’t change your skin) When I look back on How my year went Too many months wasting time Staring vacant When I look back on How my life’s spent Up to my eyes in Misplaced time
7.
Rebuild 02:26
I heard that arson was a great way To solve all your problems To solve all your problems Cut your losses and run away We can find a better way We're burning all our memories We're burning all our dreams A chance to rebuild is just what we needed When flames reduce this place to ashes This is why we played with matches This home was broke there was no way to mend Coat these walls with gasoline Light a match and start again Burn this house down, save this home We got all day, we can rebuild Rome Going back and we're starting again Won’t make the same mistakes we did back then We're burning all our memories We're burning all our dreams A chance to rebuild is just what we needed When flames reduce this place to ashes This is why we played with matches This home was broke there’s no way to mend Coat these walls with gasoline Light a match and start again
8.
Get Worse 03:33
I’ve got an aching in a part of me But I can not find the words No description or definition will Give a meaning to the term Disembodied emptiness No part is missing from the whole A stand alone without a set A pair that’s planted all alone Did you ever feel lonely with me? Have you always been running from empty? Just an extroverted hermit it seems Open and shut-up, in solitary Did you ever feel lonely with me? Have you always been running from empty? Have you ever brimmed over with plenty? Deflect with a joke about Coke When all I wanted was a Pepsi It’s gonna hurt Feel like it’ll heal And then it’s gonna get worse It’s gonna hurt Feel like it’ll heal And then it’s gonna get worse When you’re missing her Drinks turn to salt on your lips An unquenchable thirst It’s gonna hurt Feel like it’ll heal And then it’s gonna get worse In a constant state of chagrin But I bear it You crossed me out Once I let you in And I despair it Need a prescription strength shame reliever I’m embarrassed Love sick but I’m breaking the fever Say it’s better to have loved and lost Wish I never had it It’s gonna hurt Feel like it’ll heal And then it’s gonna get worse It’s gonna hurt Feel like it’ll heal And then it’s gonna get worse When you’re missing her Drinks turn to salt on your lips An unquenchable thirst It’s gonna hurt Feel like it’ll heal And then it’s gonna get worse I’m a lot sadder than you think I am But I don’t open up or confide in my friends You’d think there’d be people who knew me by now But I seem gregarious I don’t let this mask slip It’s gonna hurt Feel like it’ll heal And then it’s gonna get worse It’s gonna hurt Feel like it’ll heal And then it’s gonna get worse When you’re missing her Drinks turn to salt on your lips An unquenchable thirst It’s gonna hurt Feel like it’ll heal And then it’s gonna get worse It’s gonna hurt Repeating history It’s just life in reverse It’s gonna hurt Quote it all back to me Both the chapter and verse When you’re missing her Get your thoughts off the past Throw yourself in headfirst It’s gonna hurt It’s gonna heal And then it’s gonna get worse
9.
Hit Bottom 03:13
I see a twenty mile trail of headlights Coming back to resume their home lives And tomorrow they'll wake up And they'll do it again But I know that's not the life for me So I'm gonna try to pursue my dreams While I'm young enough and stupid enough To believe in anything When you've hit bottom And the bottom drops out, You’ll fall forever, You’ll never hit the ground. You’re always clutching at my feet, You’re grabbing at my extremities, And you're trying to pull me down. You're trying to pull me down. My body is aching by the acre. I'm exhausted. I'm a faker. And I'm taking any taker. I'm exhausted. It’s my fate. The situation is grave and gravity is to blame I'm living up to my name. I'm done chasing dreams When you've hit bottom And the bottom drops out, You’ll fall forever, You’ll never hit the ground. There's honesty inside these open chords. These are things I can sing I couldn't say before. These clouds don't have silver linings It’s just anvils on the edges waiting for the wrong timing, To fall from the sky, To land on my head. We're dodging safes and pianos it’s raining again. N-O-T-H-I-N-G, Nothing ever seems to work out for me. And the moment that I thought that I could see the sun Was just a second before the lighting would come. I'm done chasing dreams 'cause I can't keep up. I’m done. I’m done. I’m done. When you've hit bottom And the bottom drops out, You’ll fall forever, You’ll never hit the ground.
10.
This town’s a black hole, Not even light escapes This town’s is a black hole, But I think we might escape This town’s is a black hole, Not even light escapes This town’s is a black hole, But I think I'd like to stay So lets run faster, What are your ankles made of; iron? So lets run faster We're not moving We're just lying On our backs On this grass Looking out, looking up, looking out, looking past the planets This town’s a black hole, Not even light escapes This town’s is a black hole, But I think we might escape This town’s is a black hole, Not even light escapes This town’s is a black hole, But I think I'd like to stay This city is sinking The salt water is not for drinking and it's got me to thinking I'm slipping; you're swimming I'm slipping; you're swimming I'm slipping; you're slipping I'm sinking; you're slipping I'm sinking; you're sinking This town’s a black hole, Not even light escapes This town’s is a black hole, But I think we might escape This town’s is a black hole, Not even light escapes This town’s is a black hole, But I think I'd like to stay My name is a synonym for fucking up and trying again This is my room these are the walls the keep me enclosed This is my town these are the roads that all lead to my home This is my space these are the bodies that I interact This is my universe and frankly it’s falling apart We know that we're not star crossed lovers We know that the stars aren't crossed This town’s a black hole, Not even light escapes This town’s is a black hole, But I think we might escape This town’s is a black hole, Not even light escapes This town’s is a black hole, But I think I'd like to stay
11.
Oh Mega 08:36
I've got faith but only so much To believe the ends not nearly near, It’s not near enough Worshiping calves at golden arches Clogging every path of blood flow to your heart You're quick to judge the way that others live And you're proud to be an American Woah. I’ve got time but only so much Not to spend it livin’ like the end’s Not near enough You're beauty is fading like a swan carved in ice In preservence of youth you go under the knife You're vanity is absurd to me You're a walking, talking, example of irony I am the nuclear winter I am the super volcano I am the tidal wave I am seismic activity; bigger than anything in recorded history I am the asteroid I am the doom bringer I am that terrible joke All build up with no delivery or punchline I’ve got fears But only so much To believe the ends not nearly near It’s not near enough These clocks all tick together Start the countdown when you want now It depends on the weather If it's raining forty days If fires set the world ablaze I swear the raptures not a factor It is not the end of days It’s not the end of the world You're screaming fire But the theater is empty I'm preaching to the choir But the choir still resents me (Entropy can not be reversed)

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released July 23, 2021

All music and lyrics written by Healthy Scratch

Healthy Scratch is:
Michael Lennon
Terrence McKiernan
Cody Frazier
Joshua Weintraub
and Jeremy Heuberger

Changed Stripes was engineered, produced and mixed by Terrence McKiernan at Comeback City Sound in Warwick, NY.
Mastered by Mike Kalajian at Rogue Planet Mastering - www.rogueplanetmastering.com
Cover Art and Design by Michael Lennon

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