I Haven't Snapped
written by: Jak Locke
written by: Jak Locke
version 1:
from 365 Eulogies (March 26th 2012) (2:16)
Words upon words, our favorite game
Let's drop them to see where they scatter
Trading it up for the value of names
For an audience that doesn't matter
Back and forth, passing the mantle of blame
Taking more pride as it tatters
Only to find now I'm left with the same
Only older, more jaded and sadder
No, I haven't snapped, I've shattered
It's as lonely as you'd guess, when you've made it your address
At the end of the road that's less traveled
I was only at my best when I held claim to so much less
Finding comfort in some warm spot of gravel
Dead memories attest to the price of the obsessed
Past the pale mane I can see them from my saddle
I can't begin to clean the mess and I can't help but to confess
There was never a thing there to battle
And that I haven't snapped, I've unraveled
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
Let's drop them to see where they scatter
Trading it up for the value of names
For an audience that doesn't matter
Back and forth, passing the mantle of blame
Taking more pride as it tatters
Only to find now I'm left with the same
Only older, more jaded and sadder
No, I haven't snapped, I've shattered
It's as lonely as you'd guess, when you've made it your address
At the end of the road that's less traveled
I was only at my best when I held claim to so much less
Finding comfort in some warm spot of gravel
Dead memories attest to the price of the obsessed
Past the pale mane I can see them from my saddle
I can't begin to clean the mess and I can't help but to confess
There was never a thing there to battle
And that I haven't snapped, I've unraveled
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
version 2:
from Loud As Me (September 28th 2020) (2:50)
Words upon words, our favorite game, let's drop them to see where they scatter
Trading it up for the value of names for an audience that doesn't matter
Back and forth, passing the mantle of blame, taking more pride as it tatters
Only to find now I'm left with the same, only older, more jaded and sadder
No, I haven't snapped, I've shattered
It's as lonely as you'd guess, when you've made it your address at the end of the road that's less traveled
I was only at my best when I held claim to so much less, finding comfort in some warm spot of gravel
Dead memories attest to the price of the obsessed, past the pale mane I can see them from my saddle
I can't begin to clean the mess and I can't help but to confess there was never a thing there to battle
And that I haven't snapped, I've unraveled
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
Trading it up for the value of names for an audience that doesn't matter
Back and forth, passing the mantle of blame, taking more pride as it tatters
Only to find now I'm left with the same, only older, more jaded and sadder
No, I haven't snapped, I've shattered
It's as lonely as you'd guess, when you've made it your address at the end of the road that's less traveled
I was only at my best when I held claim to so much less, finding comfort in some warm spot of gravel
Dead memories attest to the price of the obsessed, past the pale mane I can see them from my saddle
I can't begin to clean the mess and I can't help but to confess there was never a thing there to battle
And that I haven't snapped, I've unraveled
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
I've got nothing left in me and so far to go
earliest live performance: April 15th 2011