Cycles of Disappointment

by Second Guessing

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released December 3, 2014

All music was written and performed by Second Guessing.

Artwork was done by Rutger van Aken

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Erik Sterk at Studio 4205



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Second Guessing The Netherlands

Second Guessing is a 5-piece screamo/post-hardcore band based in Utrecht, The Netherlands formed in 2013.

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Track Name: Bark From the Trees
My legs were always bruised in better days
And my clothes were always stained by the bark from the trees.
I remember it all so much brighter
I don't know how to describe it.
But everything here has changed over time,
And so did this place and so did I.

I'm just a kid anyone would agree
But I just don't see the similarity
No pressure, relief
Isn't that what it's supposed to be?

But then I found out
That my eagerness has never left
There was complete silence
When I rediscovered it.

It's been ages since I felt alive.

Or maybe that's just how it seems, 'cause the motorway sounds here disrupt my sleep.
Maybe I'm just growing up too fast or I have trouble with how to deal with it.

Whatever it is, it is shaping the mold of the future me.
But I can only find out when it's cooled down and set.

Cuts on my fingers, is all there's left.
My clothes are always stained by the ash of cigarettes.
But everything will change overtime.
And hopefully this place, because then so will I.
Track Name: Distraction/Frustration
I keep on building castles in the sky
I hesitate instead of drawing a line
Between what I want and what I need
Between what's best for you and what's best for me

I distract myself
From love and faith and happiness
From peace of mind and you, I guess
Filtering what's positive

My thoughts go from dark to darker
But I can't let my eyes adjust to it any longer

My future is unfocused
Blurry and distorted
The clock is ticking fast
I'm becoming motionless

"Life is a quest"
That phrase rings loud at the back of my head
But for me it's more like a labyrinth
A maze that never seems to end

Father, mother, sorry for all the thing I've ever done.
Trying is all I do, I can never pull through
I have mastered the art of letting it all fall apart
Unsure where this path will lead, is all that frustrates me
Track Name: Hounds
You're scared of everything, it holds you back endlessly.
Confused or so it seems, it's hard to grasp reality.
And for whatever reason, I think I have mutual feelings
It is bittersweet, just don't get the best of me.

"Breathe in deep, it will be okay"
Is all that you want to believe.

It sees through the smoke, following you back home.
The dark makes me feel less alone
The wind blows, the branches are dancing
Staring at the ground I see the moon’s reflection in a puddle
Once meaningful, shaken to it’s very core
By another step further on the floor.
Another step further in the direction that I went for.

I look anxiously around me.
See the street lights vaguely flickering.
It reminded me of how I used to be.
A clear head and a purpose

You know why you're still here, but not what you're here for.
Keep the hounds at bay, don't get swallowed up by hate

Praise anything, love anyone
Don't forget who witnessed you fall
Helped you back up, so you could stand tall.

Back on track, back to start.
Don't waste time, because I'm running out of mine

I'm running out of mine
Because I’m running out mine
Don’t waste time
Because I’m running out of mine
Running out of mine.
Track Name: The Wind Picked Up
The calm

Mist sleeps on the surface of half dreams
Carvings in wood will dissolve the same way
Like old childhood memories do.
I cannot lose anything anymore.
It´s all far gone, it´s all forlorn

The storm

The birds will sing me to sleep again

Until I’m dead, until it’s quiet in my chest
Because I’m weak, I’ll only sleep when my eye lids are too heavy to carry.
When it’s too heavy, to carry

It’s 4 am, and I’m just waiting for the birds to sing me to sleep again.