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The Restless Coast

by The Restless Coast

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1.
Well god damn, I'm sick of sidestepping Moving on to talk about simpler things There's one thing I want and that's you right now It's never been clearer There's desire in me that won't go away You're on my mind every single day I’m not gonna hide the way I feel No not this time. I'm a mess, I'm a mixed up, worn out wreck Overanalysing every word I've said All that I know is that I want you It’s never been clearer We don’t know what the future holds We’re shit out of luck and shit out of hope We might be neurotic and angry and broke But we’ve got each other We’ll be just fine With your hand in mine Not scared this time When your hand’s in mine I'm a mess, I'm a mixed up, worn out wreck Overanalysing every word I've said But you see something I might never see Like the good in me I'm a mess, I'm a mixed up, worn out wreck Overanalysing every word I've said But you see something I might never see Like the good in me
2.
I, Coward 02:49
I, coward. I, without spine I, living my life just getting by I, coward, I without spine I'm born, I live, then I die Nothing to see here So uninspiring it barely registers But I know how to be here Never aspire to anything better And if I don't think about it all that much Then I won't ever be let down I, coward. I, without spine I, living my life just getting by I, coward, I without spine I'm born, I live, then I die The same fears define me From my birth to my death Well I've accepted my fate The world always changes Friends move on, people leave but I stay the same And it's best I never try at all If I climb up to the top I only risk the fall I, coward. I, without spine I, living my life just getting by I, coward, I without spine I'm born, I live, then I die
3.
You’re smiling wide, soliloquising from your imagined stage But in your eyes it’s clear to me that we’re on a different page Bottle up that energy and sell it somewhere new Let your shadow fall away and do what’s best for you I could step out from behind you Stop carrying this weight But then I’d only disappoint you And ruin your day I can’t do this anymore This game is wearing pretty thin You suck the life out of every moment in time And you put nothing back in Call me up to curse me out when everything goes wrong There’s nothing friends love more than being so relied upon Cross my fingers ’til they bruise, never go out on a limb Hold my breath and bite my tongue and never say a god damn thing Cut a circle round me And I’ll be on my way I guess I’ll have to disappoint you And ruin your day I can’t do this anymore This game is wearing pretty thin You suck the life out of every moment in time And you put nothing back in I can’t do this anymore It’s showing on my skin, how you You suck the life out of every moment in time And you put nothing back in
4.
The front seats are full, but a few rows back it starts to thin My final gig, but that won’t change anything See I was always bad at keeping up with my friends So who would make the trip, stay with this sinking ship until the end? With all this time I didn’t fail, I just never tried And now I find an empty room with no reason why Anyone would grieve for me That’s just the way that it goes Tell me, what did I do with all this time? We came along in the same way, announced in the press My birth, then my first gig and now my death Competing for line space in outdated forms My death is the footnote, I leave no one forlorn With all this time I didn’t fail, I just never tried And now I find an empty room with no reason why Anyone would grieve for me That’s just the way that it goes Tell me, what did I do with all this time? With all this time I didn’t fail, I just never tried And now I find an empty room with no reason why Anyone would grieve for me That’s just the way that it goes Tell me, what did I do with all this time?
5.
I've got that 3am fear again Nothing's going according to my plans I know I should try But I've given up most of the time And now I'm falling behind The voice inside my head, it's telling me it won't get better The voice inside my head says “Don't get up, don't even bother” Sometimes it's hard to just be strong and say “Fuck the voice inside my head” I give up, I’ve lost track of all the Irish goodbyes Turns out there's countless ways to leave the things you love behind Anxiety's a friend that comes to visit Crawls inside your brain, defeats it Says “You can dream but never be it oh no” The voice inside my head, it's telling me it won't get better The voice inside my head says “Don't get up, don't even bother” But I'm searching for something, so I'll carry on singing “Fuck the voice inside my head” And while there's blood still pumping through my veins I'll fight against my backwards, failing brain And if I find myself too tired to try I'll let it slide, return inspired and keep repeating til the day that I die I've got that 3am fear again Nothing's going according to my plans It's gonna take some time It's only all in my mind And I'm done falling behind It's gonna get better It's gotta get better Fuck the voice inside my head
6.
Game Over 02:45
Bury me with my unsold boxes of CDs in new Mexico Stack up the failures Then crush them up & make us one with the dirt so we're forgotten Yeah I'll dig in deep I'll crawl inside to sleep My attempts at legacy are best forgotten There was a time before me There'll be a time after I'm gone So bury me I'm best forgotten Leave no records Take no photos Make everything I've done just disappear 28 feet down, below the sandstorms And let the world move on without me Yeah I'll dig in deep I'll crawl inside to sleep My attempts at legacy are best forgotten There was a time before me There'll be a time after I'm gone So bury me I'm best forgotten Yeah I'll dig in deep I'll crawl inside to sleep My attempts at legacy are best forgotten There was a time before me There'll be a time after I'm gone So bury me I'm best forgotten
7.
Get Bitter 03:20
If I came out swinging, they’d say they’re surprised That I’ve never been the type If I started winning, it’s only cos they moved the bars They set way too high I’ve been setting up the jokes, not committing to the punchlines Then I get so tired, I lay it aside I’ve spent one too many years just sitting on the sidelines But I’m not gonna be the weak one this time Woah, I’m feeling like I’m falling behind There are days I never even try To dig myself out of the mess I’m in But I’ll never get better If all I do is get bitter If I came out swinging, they’d say they’re surprised That I’ve never been the type If I started winning, it’s only cos they moved the bars They set way too high I’ve been playing by their rules and hiding in the shadows Giving in again and wondering where the time goes I’ve lost so many years just saying everything’s fine But I’m not gonna keep my mouth shut this time Woah, I’m feeling like I’m falling behind There are days I never even try To dig myself out of the mess I’m in But I’ll never get better If all I do is get bitter
8.
These same old gigs that you find yourself hanging round Don't feel like home although they did when you were young Surrounded by strangers and singalongs, you wonder what went wrong So disconnected from the moment Sometimes you want to go Where no one knows your name But just hold on Tonight we raise a glass to everyone in The Ruiners' Club The ones who say goodbye to everything that they ever loved Yeah we'll never sing along To anyone else's song Backfire, backfire, oh every single idea Rolling off our tongues and smashing into pieces But we'll make our own kind of music We'll fight our own way out With speakers pushing air we'll overcome the doubt Sometimes you want to go Where no one knows your name But just hold on Tonight we raise a glass to everyone in The Ruiners' Club The ones who pulled the plug on everything that they ever loved So fuck the rest we don't need to sing along To anyone else's song Tonight we raise a glass to everyone in The Ruiners' Club Tonight we raise a glass to everyone in The Ruiners' Club
9.
Well Pugwall lied to us all it’s true. If you have a dream you’ll never make it, oh no. It’s like every other part of your life. If your face fits, then you win the prize. I’m optimistic for me and my band, and a life of being ignored. Our spirits crushed in the back of the van. While broken down on the side of the road. You haven’t lived till you’ve cleared a room. Without playing a single note. And yet we still crave your attention. We are ridiculous, broken and morose. No one’s listening, woe is me. No one’s listening, fucking woe is me. No one’s listening, woe is me. No one’s listening, fucking woe is me.
10.
And when they sounded the alarm tonight Just like they told us when we were kids Childhood nightmares came to life And found their way under our skin But when I’m finally at rest And I take my final breath I will look straight at you and I’ll be content A little armageddon goes a long way The human body is a fragile thing We don’t feel comfortable in our own skin So caught up in the day to day And then a flash of light just takes it away But when I’m finally at rest And I take my final breath I will look straight at you and I’ll be content A little armageddon goes a long way So it goes, it’s come to this Blistered lips locked in a final kiss We say one last goodbye Your hands forever in mine But when I’m finally at rest And I take my final breath I will look straight at you and I’ll be content A little armageddon goes a long way

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released February 23, 2018

On this album The Restless Coast are:

Adam Boucher: Vocals, Guitars & Bass
Carys Lowry-Carter: Vocals & Keyboards

with:

Bob Barrett: Drums
Dan O'Dell: Backing Vocals & Programming

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Produced by Adam Boucher & Dan O'Dell
Drums recorded by James Bragg at Middle Farm Studios, Devon
Guitars, Bass & Vocals recorded by Dan O'Dell at his house in Swansea & Five Acre Studios in Cardiff
Mixed & Mastered by Peter Miles at Middle Farm Studios, Devon

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Artwork & Layout by Steph Maclaren -
www.dreemstyletransit.com

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Awkward punk rock. We're here to make you think about death and get sad and stuff.

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