We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Dead Perennials

by Dead Perennials

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.
    Purchasable with gift card

      name your price

     

1.
You and me out on the balcony that night Tell me how well do you remember those times Staying up, getting way too high Tell me how well do you remember those times Sitting in my car Listening to Big Star Singing together on the ride home We couldn't see the question burning cold in the afterglow 'Can I love someone I don't even know Eventually, I think I made you feel more alone You can't love someone you don't even know Sitting in my car Thinking how'd it get this far Missing something we never had
2.
I've been made to care about all the shit I can't figure out Getting in the way of something real Get a job that you hate, as long as we're getting paid Make a lot of money so you can spend it on nothing I can barely get out of my bed Worrying about the life I've led Regrets ain't worth a damn when the trip is done Rock n' roll with a few good friends, well that would be enough Stuck somewhere you don't belong, distracted from what's going on Maybe we'll be happier tomorrow Live a life you think you need, as told by a computer screen Pictures of the good times don't mean you're living them Fighting for a chance just to feel right I won't leave it in the passing hands of time Can't choose your regrets when the light is snuffed One more song before the end, well that would be enough I don't want to care about how I'm going to make it out I just want you right here with me Six strings singing in my hands, laughing with the people I love Maybe doing what I can for now could be enough
3.
Should I even care anymore I've got plenty of drugs to make it through the day Boarded up my inspiration Don't tell me there's any reason left to stay Who's signing my blood on the dotted line And how the hell do you think you're so right When I've seen you take what you can 'cause the gun is in your hand I've seen you take what you can 'cause the gun is in your hand Twenty-seven now, I'm disconnected again I've got plenty of years to let everybody down I hear your words, but they're too fake to believe And all these dollar signs are really freaking me out Who's signing my blood on the dotted line And how the hell do you think you're so right When I've seen you take what you can 'cause the gun is in your hand I've seen you take what you can 'cause the gun is in your hand Yeah I know you'll take what you can 'cause the gun is in your hand (Take what you can) I know you'll take what you can 'cause the gun is in your hand (Take what you can) I know you'll take what you can 'cause the gun is in your hand (Take what you can) Everyone takes what they can when the gun is in their hand
4.
Last Call 02:55
Wasted at the bar, wondering where you are It's last call and I can't see straight anymore It's the second time this week, I just need somewhere to sleep I promise I will make it up to you in the morning I know I've become a mess, that's why I think it's best If you tell me that I can't call you ever again If I've already left your life, why the hell are we here tonight I won't expect to still be here in the morning Did you really love me then Or was that just something you said It's too late now to know the reasons why Tell me did your tongue ever tire From those heavy words Now I'm wasted at the bar, and I know where you are It's last call and I stopped seeing straight hours ago It's the seventh time this week, I just need somewhere to sleep I wish that I could make it up to you
5.
Reservations 02:11
The sensation always made us feel alive The reservations sank in from the blurry nights When I was feeling down And you were feeling down How the hell did we meet Left those memories in your back seat We were taking turns trading the same sad lies Forget the days I can't look myself in the eyes That was a long time ago That was a long time ago How the hell did we meet Left those memories in your back seat How much gin did we drink It felt like heaven there in your back seat It felt like heaven there in your back seat It felt like heaven there in your back seat
6.
Everything is more messed up than we're letting on The television says I ain't got it so bad Still the endless drag of days, they keep on eating away At every part of me 'til I can't tell what's wrong Yeah that's the way it is Every night I'm waking up and driving off the dread Convince myself I ain't got it so bad Right when the water's looking clear, I'm down drowning in my fears And I can't see the hand trying to pull me up I don't need your sympathy But can you help me not feel numb maybe for a little while I won't leave my apathy Can you help me not feel numb maybe for a little while I don't need your sympathy But can you help me not feel numb maybe for a little while I won't leave my apathy Can you help me not feel numb maybe for a little while Can you help me not feel numb maybe for a little while Can you help me not feel numb maybe for a little while Can you help me not feel numb maybe for a little while Can you help me not feel numb maybe for a little while Can you help me not feel numb maybe for a little while Can you help me not feel numb maybe for a little while Can you help me not feel numb maybe for a little while
7.
Never Did 03:15
Back then, we were so young How could we handle trying to be in love? Maybe I didn't know you like I thought I was just a kid I couldn't have known you I never did Did, did, did Strangers driving each other's hearts No sense of danger, dead headlights in that dark Maybe it didn't matter what we thought We were just two kids You couldn't have known me You never did Lucinda, it's been so long I'm right there with you, trying to move on From our past lives, when we felt so strong We had some good times But I wish we never did Did, did, did (Oh Lucinda, it's been so long) Did, did, did (I'm right there with you, trying to move on) Did, did, did (From our past lives, when we felt so strong) Did, did... (We had some good times...)
8.
It's looking like I'm on a losing streak I'm losing track of the days in a week Time loses meaning when you rarely sleep Dusty daylight breaking through the blinds Go check the mail just to get outside Lately it's been this way more than half the time Existing somewhere between 'here' and 'okay' Most empty bottles never have much to say Debts of emotion I can never pay Sometimes down's the only way to go Keep on getting high when I'm feeling low
9.
Thinking of back then, how everything happened, I did all I could Long nights, fist fights, somehow still I'm feeling pretty good A little misunderstood Throwing affections without direction Faces I'd rather forget Drinking to dismiss what I couldn't deal with, coupling chords with my regrets Taking chances on the pain No idea where we'd land Learning lessons the wrong way So much left to understand Taking chances on the pain No idea where we'd land I think I took it the wrong way Trying to help you understand Picking up the pieces ain't so easy for everyone Skies looking dark, I don't know where to start to even find the sun Picking up the pieces ain't so easy for everyone Skies looking dark, I don't know where to start to even find the sun Picking up the pieces ain't so easy for everyone Skies looking dark, I don't know where to start to even find the sun
10.
You and me, I hope we'll get a chance to talk again I'll be working on what to say by then To let you know not a single moment was pretend But there's no way back to how we felt back then Before we grew apart Before it got too hard To look at me on the ride home To look at me on the ride home...

about

Recorded throughout 2018, mostly during two sessions in February and May at the Grenda family cabin in Big Bear Lake, CA

credits

released March 15, 2019

Matt Haynie - vocals (1-10), acoustic guitar (1, 5, 7-10), electric guitar (2-4, 6, 7, 9), harmonica (2, 3)
Willis Farnsworth - bass (2-4, 6, 7, 9)
Steve Moak - drums (2-4, 6, 7, 9), backing vocals (3)
Bryan Stratman - electric piano (6), organ (9)

Recorded live to tape by Ryan Grenda
Overdubs recorded to tape by Steve Tanner
Mixed and mastered by Bryan Stratman

Artwork by Sawyer Scantlebury

All songs written by Matt Haynie

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Dead Perennials San Diego, California

Dead Perennials is the music of San Diego songwriter Matt Haynie

contact / help

Contact Dead Perennials

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like Dead Perennials, you may also like: