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Tolerate or Die

1. K.I.A.

 

Take a look inside of a town like mine
And tell me that it's fine
We're all on methadone pills
In the town of mills
As a means just to get by

Nights awake
No daybreak

K.I.A.
First and last mistake
K.I.A.
Which pill did I take?

When I was just fifteen
I knew a casualty
I couldn't say he was a friend of mine
Scoring some morphine pills
For some more cheap thrills
It was the last night of his life
He was so cruel to me in all my memories
But still it crushed me when he died
We'd both had it hard, been dealt some similar cards
And man, I wish that he was still alive

K.I.A.
First and last mistake
K.I.A.
Which pill did I take?
K.I.A.
First and last mistake
K.I.A.
How many did I take?

K.I.A.
First and last mistake
K.I.A.
Which pill did I take?
K.I.A.
First and last mistake
K.I.A.
How many will it take?
K.I.A.
 

2. Narcissus

Cryptic little tunes
From the quiet of your room
That you can't relate to anyone
Crying little tones
From headphones and speaker cones
You don't identify with anyone
You couldn't just be anyone

You must be such a special case
Among the lesser wastes of space
You paragon of wonderful
Such intelligence you command
No lesser man could ever understand
The sense of self you know

Minor dirgy throes
From a genius no one knows
Beyond the grasp of anyone
Strange chromatic stings
From every singing string
Incomprehensible to anyone
But no, you're not just anyone

You're like a steed among the swine
On the gold standard of time
You embodiment of beautiful
You're cut diamond among the rough
The world could never give enough
To someone so objectively wonderful

So untouchable
So sweet
So unbelievable
So sweet

Heady little quotes
From a spindly little throat
Unpronounceable by anyone
Spidery little bounds
Projected loudly at the crowds
So predictable to everyone
You're not impressing anyone

Such high standards you demand
Beyond the reach of any man
Mistaking arrogance for something laudable
Such a presence you command
No wonder you're such a big fan
Who could not love someone so commendable?

So untouchable
So sweet
So unbelievable
So sweet


A self that you can't clothe
A secret everybody knows
Plain for all to see, behold
Left naked to the cold
A burden for all to see you bear
But pretend you're not even there
You grow, get old, come to despair
That all you can ever be is you
(So untouchable, so sweet)
Is me
(So unbelievable, so sweet)

3. That Love is Gonna Drag You Down

That broken heart
Is gonna run you dry
Just like the tears
From your wounded eyes
Don't you know that heart of yours
Will bleed you out?
There's a killer out
On the edge of town
She's looking for you
Until you have been found
Don't you know that love of yours
Will hunt you down?

Say what you will
Do what you won't
Don't you know that love of yours
Will drag you down?

So don't you fuck around
It's a simple command
One that even you
Can understand
It's a simple task
To carry out
If you can't take the hit
You'd better shut your mouth
'Cause by now what you do
Won't even help you out
Don't you know that love of yours
Will find you out?

Say what you will
Do what you won't
Don't you know that love of yours
Will drag you down?
Don't you know that heart of yours
Will bleed you out?
Don't you know that game of yours
Will beat you down?

So don't you fuck around

4. Where No One Dares

I'm going out
Where no one dares
Asking questions with no answers
As if anybody else should care
Old man in his little house
I wanna burn it from the inside out
Tear it from the inside out
A shelter of shadows and doubts
Such beauty in the eyes of those who live without

Touching, feeling
Reaching out toward
Something more than
Less than me
Burning, turning
The world to ashes
Taking, breaking
Pains of puberty

And I don't fucking care
How fortunes may fair
I'll go down with this fucking house
If it'll only prove that I'm not scared.
Drag me down with this ship
I'll flood the whole world by daylight
Tear down every wall by daylight
A passenger of this maddened trip
A finger slip on every hold I tried to grip

Tearing, baring
The whole world naked
Thrashing, crashing
Through a womb unseen
Writhing, raving
In the beauty
Of my own sweet
Creativity

5. Secular Hymn #1

Though frigid storms may make me shatter
My bones are sheltered
By providence of worldly matter
Of my own

In concrete walls and wooded steeples
My oms are whispers
Of all peoples and all lives equal
To my own
All hearts share an origin
And beat as one

I feel lightened by the stars inside me
No purpose but to be

Songs Not Yet Released

Someone Stop Me

Don't get too close for I'll soon be gone
You might know what I meant later on
'Cause life's been hell and I don't take my pills
My childhood's still waiting by the window sill
My friends are sick too though you might not even tell
She wore a turtleneck 'cause she tried to hang herself and he
Always wears longsleeves 'cause he cuts himself. he would
Go anywhere else if he could
At night he dreams

Tonight
I don't want to be anything at all
Tonight
Won't you let me sleep?

Razor trace the line for the thousandth time
We all play the game all the way to the scene of the crime
What a trip it's been when you just want the end and what
Sense does it make clinging to nightmares for fear of being

Awake?
Please don't make me go anywhere at all
Tonight
Please don't follow me, scared of what you'll see
Why can't you just stay away?

If home is where the heart is where is mine?
Have I walked a thousand miles just to walk the line? Maybe I'd
Kill myself but I ain't got the guts, and so what?
You think you're so immune? Walk a mile in my shoes and it'll be killing you

Too.
I don't want to be anything at all
Tonight
Please don't follow me
Scared of what I'll be
Someone stop me

The Silence of Our Friends

The silence of our Friends
Will forever overshadow
The words of our enemies
While the colorblind choose not to see
They enable injustice willingly
And applaud themselves contentedly

But please
Do speak

(Hey)
Among equals not all are treated the same
(Same)
And against pigs pigment is blamed
(Blamed)
Add another year to the national shame
(Shame)
But
(Wait)
That would have to mean it's possibly hate
(Hate)
Perpetrated on the presence of race
(Race)
File and
(Rank)

The violence of police
Is not shared evenly
Among all ethnicities
Skin's a triviality
Unless you don't look like me
Then it's the only thing some see

But no
They'll speak

(Hey)
Among equals not all are treated the same
(Same)
And against pigs pigment is blamed
(Blamed)
Add another year to the national shame
(Shame)
But
(Wait)
That would have to mean it's possibly hate
(Hate)
Perpetrated on the presence of race
(Race)
File and
(Rank)

It's all separate but equal to
Some archaic point of view
That none of this pertains to you
It's no sufficient compromise
To give a shit three-fifths of the time
And shut down when someone speaks the truth

And I hope they do
Yeah

(Hey)
Among equals not all are treated the same
(Same)
And against pigs pigment is blamed
(Blamed)
Add another year to the national shame
(Shame)
But
(Wait)
That would have to mean it's possibly hate
(Hate)
Perpetrated on the presence of race
(Race)
File and
(Rank)

A Coward Dies a Thousand Deaths (and I'm Dying to Live Just Once)

To have and hold
A terminal
Affliction
Of affection
I've choked on words enough
To know it in my gut
I'd only botch it up

A coward dies a thousand deaths
And I'm dying to live just once
Seems like everyone I see is alive but me
And I'm begging to live just once
One time

When I speak
My dumb words define the
Rest of me
What you see
Is some bastard design of
The rest of me

Isn't it insane
How our minds can be enslaved
By sensations of the heart?
And isn't it absurd
How our perceptions can usurp
The truth of who we are?
Starting from that age
When your sex drive is engaged
Your mind never strays too far
From that adolescent fright
Of another lonely night
And how vulnerable you are

Sweet dreams
To my identity
You're only
What you're seen to be
A bad scene
Always to follow me

I was gasping for air hoping anyone would hear
And I choked on silence again
I was begging the question, "am I even really here?"
And I choked on silence again

My Machine

There's static in my circuitry
My CPU is failing me
None of my sensors seem to read
Beyond my cyber fantasies
My machine is failing me
My machine is obsolete

My rotors just won't seem to turn
My AI ain't equipped to learn
My gears just love to jump and churn
No matter how much oil I burn
My machine is cold to me
My machine doesn't need me

I can't sing the way that I want to
I can't speak the way that I want to
I can't move the way that I want to
I can't feel the way that I want to

My machine is so ugly
My machine, my machine

My settings are under remote control
I have a headpiece to hide a hole
My engine burns the food like coal
I haven't the RAM to possess a soul
My machine yearns for sleep
Between the dreams of electric sheep
My machine is betraying me
My machine is killing me

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True Love's End

Well her eyes are the pit
Of an empty well
Her voice a silence
That sounds in Hell
With her ears made numb
To the chimes and bells
Of the churches she knew well

Go away, my dear
Far away from here
To a land of golden shores
May your heart find peace
When your soul's released
And your body be weary no more

My lover's eyes once bloomed
Like irises in June
They've long since opened
Ne'ery a day
I pray against all sense
And bitter discontent
Than an angel take her away

Go away, my dear
Far away from here
To a land of golden shores
May your heart find peace
When your soul's released
And your body be weary no more

My true love's heart still beats
Somewhere down beneath
Her faded skin
And her jagged breaths
Her embrace, it grips me still
I fear it ever will
Until I too am pulled to the grave

Son to Son

Such a loathesome boy
Such a lonesome day
Cursing the life that once never was
Whose dreams lie shattered
Broken like the body of the man that made you

O, but that casket ain't got room for two
You're much too young
And you know
What you've gotta do

Such simple songs
Such clumsy playing
Singing of the love that once never was
Keep your fingers bloody for
Somebody might need you
More than you'll ever know

Such an empty smile
Such a mournful way
Accepting the sadness that once never was
You'll never be happy
So long as you stay

But you should stay
For should you leave and go away
Your pain will remain
And who can ask that of anyone?

Secular Hymn #2 (Had I a Voice to Sing)

In an ash tray
Like a mass grave
Of cigarettes
Staying breaths
With a strange face
In a familiar place
One among all the same
I cut my teeth
On cruelties
The same old graces
Obsceneties
I stayed my hands
From bitter friends
My nameknown enemies

But I fucking swear
Mark it
Let it known

If I had a voice that screamed like thunder
I'd tell the bombs not to fall
I'd will the guns to stay their tongues
I'd lul all the screams to sleep
Like so many listless graves
And if I had hands firm as my father's
I'd hold the kind among their own
I'd hold on

To myself
To myself
To this piece of everyone

Painter

She's skin and bone with a heart of stone,
A stranger in a world that's all her own
Starving in the body
Where innocence died.
She's a victim of her own loveliness
Choking in Victorian dress;
Her beauty withered beneath the stress
Of ugly men and ugliness.

So upset,
She'll ever forget
Everything from before.

Beauty is like a shell housing the hurt around her hell.
Beauty is killing herself by hiding the wounds from everyone else.
You just can't tell.
You never can tell.
She'll never speak nor hear the truth,
Lies a reflection of her youth.
Her life's a war, she begs for truce,
She'd pray for peace but it's no use.
She paints in black and colors cold.
No use in ever growing old.
She'll be be dead soon or so she's told
If she won't save herself.

So upset,
She'll ever forget
Everything from before.

Beauty is like a shell housing the hurt around her hell.
Beauty is killing herself by hiding the wounds from everyone else.
You just can't tell.
You never can tell.
Somewhere she is buried beneath sheets of white.
Somewhere she is buried beneath the snow.
She could have been married in a dress of white.
She could have been somebody if she'd stayed alive.

Wish so bad I could've been there for you.
Doesn't even matter that I didn't know you.
Wish somehow someone could've shown you
This world can be beautiful.
If only I could've shown you men aren't always like that.
If only good intentions alone could bring your light back.
I'd tell you all the good things to get you through the bad
It only seems like you can't win.
While I guess it's too late for me to write you,
Maybe I can reach out to someone just like you
I can bring someone happiness despite you
So long ago giving in.
Memories of your story are forever with me.
I feel so sorry you can't be here with me.
All I can do is hope somebody's listening,
That somebody out there's listening
To your story, your story
As I sing of thee.
O painter,
You're beautiful to me.

Secular Hymn #3 (My Life for You)

As a voiceless, singing breath
Alive in every feable lung
In the rhythm of our steps
And in every human tongue

My life for you

As seen in every lingering stare between lovers
And every writhing hum
The wisdom that shakes the air
From the old unto the young

My life for you

My life for you
And no one else but you
Nobody above you

Tolerate or Die

Why yes, I think that we're better than this
No forced endorphins afford the sort of life you'd want as a kid
Your breaths all sound so thick
You're ever coughing when you're not sick
We're a trauma ward of self-prescription
The stings of needles and pins within each static moment
But this won't be my life
Try as I might

I'll be the last one left
And that's a promise kept like a secret
Yet
I'll never get to forget

The last to flinch is always first to die
The last to rot will always carry the guilt of having survived
Self-despised
We toe near death to keep from being alive
We hide inside ourselves to spite the sights outside of our eyes
But I won't be quick to die
It's my right to try

I'll be the last one left
And that's a promise kept like a secret
Yet
I'll never get to forget