⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING – SONG LIST TWO

Song List 2 is steeped in self‑confrontation, addiction,
emotional entrapment, and psychological suffocation.
These songs repeatedly return to the idea that escape
is an illusion — that every attempt to outrun pain
only drags it deeper inside.

The tone here is darker than heartbreak and more personal
than social critique. Much of the damage happens internally,
behind closed doors, in mirrors, bottles, bedrooms, and memories.

Themes and potential triggers include:
• Suicide and death imagery (explicit and implicit)
• Emotional entrapment and fatalism
• Addiction and substance abuse (alcohol as coping)
• Domestic and relational control (She)
• Loss of agency and reproductive coercion
• Shame, regret, and irreversible decisions
• Self‑destructive isolation framed as strength
• Religious guilt and basement‑level faith
• Burning possessions as ritualized grief

⚠️ STRONG CONTENT NOTES:
Dead End depicts a life path ending in death.
Curves of Sorrow contains clear addiction narratives.
Bottom of the Lake uses drowning imagery/metaphors.
Trash Can ritualizes grief through burning items.
She involves domestic subjugation and imprisonment.

These songs don’t offer comfort. They offer confrontation.
It forces the listener to sit with the truth that some wounds
don’t close cleanly, and some exits aren’t exits at all.
Listener discretion is strongly advised.

1. DEAD END
2. ALISON'S AIRPLANE
3. WARMER WATERS
4. THE LIGHT OR THE WHITE
5. SHE
6. CURVES OF SORROW
7. LET DOWN
8. TABLE FOR TWO
9. BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
10. TRASH CAN
11. SANDCASTLES
12. YOU CAN NEVER RUN AWAY FROM YOURSELF

I know who you are and who you want to be,
I know you're entrapped and you want to be free.

You can't put off until tomorrow what needs
to be done today. We've had this talk so many
times before, there's not much more I can say.

When the days become years you'll know it's true,
you'll look back and say, "Why didn't I listen to you?"

I've been down that road, let me tell you my friend,
that sooner or later you'll see a dead end.

The road will deceive you with its ups and its downs,
it's hard to find direction with your head spinning round.

You found a hole in the sky but it's lonesome there,
even when you gaze down you still feel no fear.

Come on my darling, it's time to turn the page,
the only way you're not dying is from old age...

Two years later—I'd hoped to see you again,
but I couldn't make it, so some flowers I'll send.

I tried to convince you but you wouldn't bend,
so sorry for you, now you'll never mend.

The road has deceived you with its ups and its downs,
it's just so sad I'll never see you around.

I find my religion in the basement of churches,
never mind a pew.

Here I sit trying to learn from my mistakes,
God knows I've made a few.

If you'd made as many as I have,
then you'd probably sit here, too.

Here I sit and reminisce it all, biding my time
by reading slogans on the wall.

Maybe a higher power is what I need, perhaps
placing something above myself will set me free.

For you can only tell what you're really worth,
when you realize you're not the center of the earth.

The sun does not rise for you, no matter how much
you want it to. Then the rest is up to you,
use your better judgment if you want to.

While looking for a role model, looking for a hobby,
ended up picking up a bottle, ended up hurting my body.

I tried to save a lost cause, got a little carried away,
ended up losing myself and let another one slip away.

Looking for the sacred river, looking for warmer waters,
ended up a disbeliever and being led to the slaughter.

Tried to help them climb out from the valley,
tried to bring them to my level. Every time I
get close—my God, they introduce me to the Devil.

Looking to transcend my existence, looking for Heaven
on earth, ended up finding a sign: NO ADMITTANCE.

I guess you shouldn't try to be a shepherd
when all your sheep jump off the cliff.
But you can't see inside my conscience
and all the pain I'm living with.

Looking at myself in the mirror to see if I could
recognize my face, finally seeing everything much
clearer and finding the self I had misplaced.

It’s the same faces in the same room, only
a different night. Just another wasted day,
but it’s much more complicated than wrong vs right.

Dreams cast aside and soon vanish out of sight.
You better choose your side correctly when
it’s the light against the white.

You can get pleasure through people or pleasure
through things, but when the ship starts sinking,
it’s time to cut your strings.

Time to cut the lines and make up your mind,
either lead the pack or else follow behind.
The white or the light, it’s the fight of your life,
you better choose right.

Either life-saving surgery or else amputation,
it’s a full-time job and there ain’t no vacation.

She gently sighs and then she softly cries,
she still denies that there's a void inside.

An only child but not a lonely child, her
horses were chained so they never ran wild.

An early life full of distractions and they all
offered protection, but all of her paths were
paved in stone, she could never find her way alone.

She... oh she... she... could not break free.
A child cloned from her environment, told
what not to do without ever trying it.

She was barefoot and pregnant and now she regrets it,
never dreaming her past would come back to haunt her.

The man paid the bills and shattered her wills,
and broke her down to her simplest form.

She bended and kneeled, her fate forever sealed,
a true-self never truly revealed. After he left
her wounds never healed, just a sheep left defenseless.

So she hides the pain away, has forgotten any
other way. Today's reflection still mirrors
yesterday, yet May is another month away. She...

The smell of beer still lingers in the air,
better leave now while the coast is clear.

A wasted life recaptures the past, little
does he know that a shadow has been cast.

Another drink, soon it fills his glass, he
sits and he wonders which road that he passed.

The road that would have led him far from here,
the road that could have put a smile on his face.

Deep down he knows new roads lie ahead, if
he misses his next turn he'll probably be dead.

He only knew of just one taste, his lips around
the bottle, and the lines on his face...
they drew a line of sorrow.

Who’d have thought that a pair of faded blue jeans
could bring me to my knees?

Who'd have thought that after I let her in,
she'd do just what she pleased?

An angel on the outside, the devil within,
I would soon discover. Well I guess they're right,
you can never judge a book by its cover.

I've done something I told myself I'd never do,
before you proved your love I put my trust in you.

I believed your lies and dried your eyes and to
my surprise you took me for a ride, a ride
I'll never take again.

Can you see me frown? As you're leaving town,
the truth's been found, you let me down again.

Such a beautiful smile yet eyes full of deceit,
you said that you loved me all the while you
were lying through your teeth.

The coffee's on... I used to have coffee with you,
but you're gone... and now I'll have to find someone new.

No, I don't like to drink my coffee alone, so
I'd call and hope that you'd pick up the phone.

And we'd talk until the kids came home, and
we'd talk until my coffee it turned cold.

And we'd talk some more when the kids ran off to play
and we'd talk... that's how we'd spend our day.

Then you'd cook with the phone held to your ear,
as you set the table for only two.

You knew that I was there... even though I was here.
You knew that I was there, even though I was here.

Table for two... table for two... table for two.

My heart is now my best friend, no longer my enemy,
I've finally said goodbye to you and said hello to me.

The path we walked was winding, at least we weren't alone,
but when yourself you're finding, sometimes you walk alone.

I swim through my memories as you're drowned by waves,
tears roll off your eyes over love that couldn't be saved.

When it's time to sink or swim, it's already too late,
bubbles float up through the water, I'm at the bottom.

Don't call for a rescue whatever you do...
I jumped in the water to free myself from you.

This boulder shackled to my ankle has become my friend,
we'll be soul mates forever until the very end.

As heavy as my new friend is, he's just a feather
compared to you. I'm at the bottom of the lake.

Here is where I stand beside a burning trash can,
found a way to relieve my pain. Gathered everything
that reminds me of your name.

Every picture of you and I and all of the possessions
that you left behind. As if a priest I now preside
in leading the funeral procession.

My tears over these lost years have replaced the wine.
Since I am already pale, having found I lost my host,
I find no further reasons to invoke the holy ghost.

Here is where I stand next to everything that you left.
Beside a burning trash can, it's the only way I'll forget.

Just when I thought the tide had turned,
I played with fire and I got burned.

Then reality shattered me, no longer listen to flattery,
find out what she wants and erase her from my memory.

Love is bound to come back if we were meant to be,
traveling busily across the deep blue sea...

Only adults know the rising of the tide and the
pressures we call time could never withstand.

Build a sandcastle and watch it wash away, try to
defeat the tide and return the next day.

Wave after wave after wave / wave after wave after wave.
Watch your work, what we call play, slowly see
your structure fade away.

For the waves rolled in and washed away our love,
I'm sure somewhere up there God is laughing from above.

I'll add your name onto the list of pretty faces I couldn't resist.
In all my rhymes and verses, sweet words of love
have been changed to curses.

I lay on the ground as I feel death’s cold eyes,
even in defeat I am not taken by surprise.

I am my own rock, by no man’s law I abide,
in desperate times you can look for a place to hide.

But you can never run away from yourself,
in good times and bad times, in sickness and health.

There’s no escape when trouble has already come,
for you can never take back anything that you have done.

Never run away from yourself...

END OF SONG LIST 2