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Shelf Life
03:24
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My age is becoming a bother. I fight being relaxed with where I am.
Life gives me the gifts that I don’t want. And I’m bitch for not thinking things are going my way.
(Everyone goes their own way.)
Cuddled up to the street sign.
(Everyone goes their own way.)
Looking for my highlight.
(and you can't bear to stay.)
Never thought I’d be the one who’d still be in town through my late 20s.
(If you can’t go your own way.)
Have I failed to learned all the greatest stories?
Read the signs. I want to stay with you.
If I tell you a fact are you gunna react?
No one’s gunna call you out and tell you that you’re being fake.
If they do tell them why, that it ain’t their time, try the size, keep in mind
There’s a shelf-life to the shape of my face.
Dodge responsibility, never reading the fine lines.
Golden handcuffs with no key; all actions are reactions.
Uninspired, stuck in malaise. Just being a good boy, good son can’t end my days.
Satisfied less with the days.
Have I failed to launch, or the greatest story?
In ample time I will leave you.
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2. |
Platitudes
03:44
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Don’t try to platitude me; you’re not thinking bout the outcome.
You’re not actually committed to thinking bout the outcome.
That opinion is unfinished, agreed upon by everyone.
Just cuz it sounds fitting doesn’t mean it has an outcome.
Making all these statements, you’re not making an argument.
Glazed conversation, progressive wannabe.
Agreeing aint convincing others to think logically.
Shouldn’t it be your mission to reach a point of not assuming they’re wrong just cuz they’ve been wrong before.
Listen to the words, not the face.
I know we’re being social, not here to raise the stakes.
Cuz we may have nothing beyond this interaction.
But here’s your chance to directly influence a stranger’s mind
On how they make decisions that could affect you.
That is why you fail to notice why there’s change.
Don’t be a tight-wad, man.
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3. |
FILO
06:37
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The idea wasn’t mine. Didn’t make a decision in time.
Is it supposed to feel like progress when I’m drawing such a narrow line?
Can’t complete the climb of another.
Can’t compare myself to their current state.
Blaming that I tried the same methods, so I settle into the epsom bath of self-hate.
I’m the first one in, last one out.
Sold the coward within a fake warm bed.
My face thickens with my doubt.
I’m the millenium kid; what happens now?
If you love this and say, when did you write that?
A few years ago you’d think it might as well be someone else.
But if I said earlier today, you’d look at me like an artist.
When you’re feeling young and defeated.
And when you’re feeling old and been cheated.
You’ve got that weary small-eyed look, like you’ll
Never try again.
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4. |
Sore Winner
03:12
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I think I deserve something, but so far it doesn’t look that way.
I think I deserve something, but so far it doesn’t seem that’s true.
I didn’t wanna tell you that, cuz I didn’t wanna make it for real.
Even my giving actions are at base self-serving.
I think I learned something that what’s hard isn’t the doing.
It’s getting over what isn’t your strength,
Moving on spoils the aftertaste.
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5. |
When Alone
05:13
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When I go out by myself people look at me.
But when you’re there they don’t care.
As long as you’re there I don’t care.
When you’re out without me there men talk to you.
If I don’t know why do I care? Couldn’t I just tolerate.
But you smile and hug me and I stop worrying.
As if there weren’t another reason already to believe.
Well I wish I stopped myself instead of said sorry.
I’m acting like I know what I’m talking about.
I have doubted and made small of your truth cuz it wasn’t mine.
We should be at ease to trust and assume
The intentions behind the things that we do.
At least at home or out with you
But if either of us are out alone to be viewed,
Keep me in mind.
Bless you woman, you always think of me:
Minding how our time is spent.
Balancing my pendelum.
I’m putting on shoes when the candle’s lit.
And I hope you know I think of you.
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6. |
No Point
04:48
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You started yelling and straight away, you’re louder than I’ve ever been.
Not in level but in love.
While I’ve always been the logical one, it took caress to realize
I wasn’t wrong just cuz I made her angry.
Giving me a chance to speak and listening is believing.
There’s no point making me feel bad,
Just gotta be honest with ourselves.
There’s no point making me feel bad,
For being me.
I owe you some dignity, I can have love and not show it automatically.
You need more attention; you need less a-talkin’-to.
It’s me going through the motions when I encounter pain.
Cuz the unordinary is more memorable.
I’m not saying you gotta mother me, but there are other ways to deal with it.
If there’s a mood that you’ve been on, I’ll stay home. I have no pride.
I don’t know if it was a mistake so why should I try to lie.
I invented the reason for making that choice; I didn’t have one.
But if I wouldn’t have been this bored I’d have ignored the alarming signs.
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7. |
Another Second Chance
03:48
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Shouldn’t say I’m surprised; I knew better than this, I halfway expected.
You could apologize, but don’t expect me to believe it’s genuine.
Could it be different this time; is this a promise you intend to keep?
Another chance to let me down, to prove your worth keeping around.
I might regret it, I won’t forget it.
Break the silence kept between us. Message never spoken can’t be heard.
All I have is what you wanted. All you owe is correspondence.
Here’s your opportunity to finally prove me wrong.
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8. |
Love Grow
04:30
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Let my love go. Let my love grow.
It’s the mark of the beast to be jealous of honesty.
Didn’t need to hear that from me; I can’t swear by it honestly.
While it’s a stain, you can give it purpose.
Call it a new design, but it’s really just you.
I can’t keep calling it what it ain’t.
I rejoice in flaunting my flaws. I’m proud of who I am.
Be sure that the next fall is your own fault. And be proud of it.
If someone tells you that you’re sinful you have your own laws,
But they can baptize you.
Find a love that will keep you around even if you’re down and hang onto them.
I know that isn’t how you want it to work, but if it’s alright you gotta give me time.
Then I could, I would…
It wasn’t something that you said to me. It’s just my future; you don’t have to agree.
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Hero
03:06
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Your position is not that of the protagonist,
Just because it’s all you can see.
Every person knows they’re the good guy up against the odds.
The versus mentality; who’s right?
Who’s the hero?
He isn’t always evil, not like he is in your head
Or like you are in his, but what you’re both doing is.
And I’m sorry for asking even if you want to help.
I’m sorry, it’s your life just gotta get my own.
But you’re my hero.
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10. |
Rosen
04:02
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No please not today, don’t make me decide
How to process this sinking notion.
I forget to advance an excuse.
I may get quiet with plenty to say,
Pockets of silence holding larger meaning.
Turn what should be easy into a selfish design.
I’m not confident in what I think so I say nothing.
And when I get a chance to stake my claim, I’d probably change the subject.
I lost the words for self-control.
When I assumed that it was the best way to handle it.
And I can’t help but be a selfish man when it it comes to hiding what I’m thinking.
But I’m sore from all the pains I have ignored.
It’s not that hard…
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11. |
Ideal State
05:47
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In a room outside the roof is a hologram.
And the conversation wears off when our eyes get wide to take it in.
Didn’t pay much more than gas and a parking fee.
The station plays over-pimped dreams. In a saturated scene to be new is to breathe.
When our cars drive themselves we’ll stop listening.
And the visuals will distract our pondering, we won’t think back.
I don’t want to be the only to say these things.
Like I’m better than you cuz I thought of it.
Nostalgic for the feeling of loneliness,
Cuz community will be brought to populace, and no one will resist.
When I lose my free ride I will have all the time to live out my wants.
In the meantime, I see highlights of all the paths I could have without money in mind.
It was the idiot in my brain; it was the silence that should have came.
It was the idiot in my brain. My foolish self should have noticed I was being vain.
Maybe I was lost in my head.
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Jordan Esker & The Hundred Percent Tampa, Florida
INDIE/SOUL
FOLK/ROCK
GOSPEL/EMO
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contact jordanesker@gmail.com
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