In a Week, on a Whim

by Chisel Beeches

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A coming of age story. All songs are based on anecdotes and experiences from our youth. Come with us on a journey through terrible neighbors, the trials of the designated driver and more.

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released April 1, 2016

All songs written and performed by Chisel Beeches

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Chris Coulter of Decimal Studios

Artwork by Iain Gillespie

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Chisel Beeches England, UK

Chisel Beeches are a rock band who like to play songs that are fun to listen to but also good.

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Track Name: Take You Home
Tell me you've been drinking
Cos the conversation we just had
Has got me thinking
You poured your heart out
Is this something I should know about

Are you thinking straight
Oh look at the time its getting late
I think you should go
You might regret this when you wake up tomorrow

It seems a good time to drop you home
It isn't what you want you'll have to go in alone

But you shouldn't have to say you need someone to meet halfway

I've seen all of the drinks that you've been downing
Non stop shots, anymore you're drowning
You shouldn't have to say
You need someone

Was it always this far
the lights are red
the slowest car
I never wanted to take you home
Track Name: You Are Your Friends
You are your friends you aren't yourself
You are the one who made the change
And I can hardly recognise the face
Staring back at me, she says she cares she cares

Just tell the lies, until we fight, we won't give up
We're both to blame
Well that's not quite true
I'm the one who fought hard to have you
And I'll fight to keep you safe

The same three words are mentioned
She fobs it off as fake or just pretend
I can hardly picture us together
It's plain to see you're moving with the trends

Don't throw your vote
I'll make you understand, I'll make you know

Things are getting tough now honey
You can see your whole life flashing by
Have you had enough now sweetheart
This is goodbye

You told me twice before now
The answer it will always be the same
I can hardly see a future with you
It feels as though you've got by the reigns

Danger
This body's a stranger
Lifeless and numb
At least we had fun
Before you were done
Track Name: Ghost
I think I got it diagnosed
We're all looking for someone we can spend all of our time with
Now I'm just left with a ghost
A sense of a mistake that you can't get off your mind

Is there anybody out there
Who can tell me how this story goes
Cos so far
I've got a fat lip and I'm bleeding from the nose

I would like to propose,
If I'd sacked you off, the first time that our eyes met
Then I would not have this ghost
But now I'm counting sheep whilst sleeping on the concrete floor

You're not welcome anymore
I like this concrete floor, it's comfortable and let's me live more
Track Name: You're Boring
You swear you know him from the way you saw him smoke a fag
He dressed sharp, like he could take it or leave it
It’s not that I'm petty or jealous of him
But he'll throw you away, in a week, on a whim

You’re a failure, a desperate person you are
You will jump on anything with slick hair or a car
It’s not that you're boring, you're boring, he says
It’s just that you're boring and not great in bed

So close, your eyes
Make peace, it’s fine
You’re used, old news
Leave him, you choose

He tells you you’re his
He always says the same
You’re just another notch on his bedframe

You’re cute but naïve
He always says the same
You’re just another conquest made

Another notch on your
Another notch on your.

Nana nana
I was so right

Nana

I was

Woah, oh, oh

You'd be better off, on your own

You see a sad, sad girl through a mirrored frame
And she's fine but just a little plain yeah
It’s not that you’re boring, just boring in bed,
It’s just that you’re boringness bores me to death.

So close, your eyes
Make peace, it’s fine
You’re used, old news
Leave him, you choose

So close, your eyes
Make peace, it’s fine
You’re used, old news
Leave him, you choose

He tells you you’re his
He always says the same
You’re just another notch on his bedframe

You’re cute but naïve
He always says the same
You’re just another conquest made

Another notch on your
Another notch on your.

You know that you’d be better alone
Better off on your own