Your Own Creation

by Spoke Too Soon

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released November 29, 2019

Cameron Grant - Lead vocals
Joe Stainke - Guitar, backing vocals
Hunter Mackay - Guitar
Euan Moran - Bass, backing vocals
Kieran Auld - Drums, backing vocals

Music by Joe Stainke
Lyrics by Cameron Grant

Recorded by Sean Duddy & Luke Bovill
Produced by Sean Duddy
Mixed by Julian Bowen
Mastered by Grant Berry

Artwork by Lewis Mardon

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Pop punk party starters from the North of Scotland.

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Track Name: Losing Ground
I’ve been waiting far too long
To tell you just how I feel
Out of touch with everyone
And I’m falling asleep at the wheel

Well can’t you see I’m losing ground?
(I’m losing ground)
Will you break my fall?
Will you even stick around?

Where there’s grass there will be snakes
Please don’t make the same mistakes
As I did
I'm losing ground
I'm losing

Well I’ve got nothing left to say
And all I’ve known fades away
Drag me down ‘til I’m underwater
Sink or swim, why even bother?

Well can’t you see I’m losing ground?
(I’m losing ground)
Will you break my fall?
Will you even stick around?

Where there’s grass there will be snakes
Please don’t make the same mistakes
As I did
I'm losing ground
I'm losing
Times have changed you’ve had your space
I guess I can rest my case
Nobody ever said that I could win this
I can win this

Lately I’ve been feeling the pressure
The thoughts in my head they were getting lost
Conscience as light as a feather
I’ll pull it together at any cost

And I can’t be the anchor to always hold you down
But ‘X’ marks the spot where my heart can be found

Where there’s grass there will be snakes
Please don’t make the same mistakes
As I did
I'm losing ground
I'm losing
Times have changed you’ve had your space
I guess I can rest my case
Nobody ever said that I could win this
I can win this
I could win this
I can win this
Track Name: Insecurities
The worries in my head
They circle me like sharks
And I’m out of my depth
Trying not to drown
Try to figure out who I’m supposed to be
Another face in the crowd
And do you notice me?

I tried to hide my insecurities
But you wrote them all down on my sleeve
I tried to hide my insecurities
But you wrote them all down on my sleeve

Standing still but the world keeps on moving
Wasting time that I shouldn’t be losing
Sick of telling myself that I’m gonna change
I’m sick of this self-pity running through my veins

I tried to hide my insecurities
But you wrote them all down on my sleeve
Your excuses are useless
‘Cause you lied and I proved it

Forget everything you know
Forget everything
Forget everything you know
Forget everything

I tried to hide my insecurities
But you wrote them all down on my sleeve
Your excuses are useless
‘Cause you lied and I proved it

‘Cause you lied and I proved it
Lied and I proved it
Track Name: Sick to Death
Maybe there’s more to the story
Maybe I need to know the rest
There could be more you haven’t told me
But how am I supposed to guess
What’s going on inside your head

I’m sick to death
Of what this feels like
And what it feels like is everything (everything)
Going against me
I'm sick to death
Of being the bad guy
Never knowing what to do or say to make it right

(To make it right)
(To make it right)

Give me a list
Of everything you need
One by one
Tell me what went wrong

I need to learn
If I’ve made mistakes
I’ll break and burn
If that’s what it takes

One by one (one by one)
Tell me what went wrong

I’m sick to death
Of what this feels like
And what it feels like is everything (everything)
Going against me
I'm sick to death
Of being the bad guy
Never knowing what to do or say to make it right

I’m sick of keeping score
You won’t keep me awake anymore
The sinking feeling inside my chest
I’m sick of feeling sick to death
And I don’t know how long I got left
All I know is I’m sick to death

I’m sick to death
Of what this feels like
And what it feels like is everything (everything)
Going against me
I'm sick to death
Of being the bad guy
Never knowing what to do or say to make it right

(To make it right)
(To make it right)

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