Why Is This Time Any Different - EP

by Matlock Expressway

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released August 4, 2016

Produced, engineered, and mixed by Anton DeLost at Room 21 in Toronto, Ontario.
Assistant engineer: Jeremy Clarke.
Mastered by John Naclerio, Nada Recording.

All music by Matlock Expressway; lyrics by Justin Dileo.

Artwork photography by Sam Verbisky. Artwork models: Derik Gould & Kayla Tripp.
Artwork design, digital booklet, and physical CD design by Kieran Lynch.

© 2016 Matlock Expressway

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Matlock Expressway Oshawa, Ontario

Utilizing heartfelt lyricism & melody-driven writing, Matlock Expressway presents a fun, driving sound laden with pop-punk, emo, metal, & indie rock influences. After releasing their debut EP "Why Is This Time Any Different" in 2016 Matlock has since been on tour and back in the studio working on their next release, shceduled for 2017. ... more

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Track Name: Small Victories
It's like a weight's been lifted, done with sifting through the broken shards of my tired lack of self-esteem
I'm finally over the aching, the constant feeling that I'm bound to burn out
It's like I woke with the knowledge that I can't go through my whole life living with my head down, waiting for nightfall

(chorus)
Keep in mind; you'll fall behind, but it's nothing you can't shake.
Speak your mind with ease, and move on from the memory

I guess the joke's on me again, I didn't quite catch the punchline
So forgive me for my recent absence, I've been caught up in habits
I was certain that I'd left behind
I've been a prisoner of the moment in the fortress of my mind,
where contradiction was commonplace
I never liked digging up old bones just to have them thrown in my face

I've been on my high horse far too long, telling myself that I can do no wrong
When I know it's quite the opposite in fact

(chorus)

I've been on my high horse far too long, telling myself that I can do no wrong

(chorus)
Track Name: The Night Gwen Stacy Died
You must’ve misunderstood me when I said go drop dead, I didn’t mean “keep talking”
Well patience is a virtue and you’re not the virtuous type.
No, you’ve never been the patient kind
You must’ve given up on all that nonsense from when you had me convinced you were unique
Then again you never said it, like a fool I just let your eyes tell the story
I’m always letting lying eyes tell me stories

No way out, I won’t be here this time

(chorus)
It’s funny how I wanted to trust you, but you cut me off and it cuts through
You just do what all the other sluts do and you’re insincere
I guess I never really meant that much to you and personally it sucks who you’ve become and what you’re up to.
But you cut the ties and made it all too clear (so hit the bricks)

You took your fickle, fading moral code with you when you hit the road and now you’re looking in the mirror
Forgot to practice what you preached, sold out your beliefs after so long and now you’re here
I took a small amount of pity, you were new to the city and for years you would bide your time
But you could only wait for so long, now what I was after is gone and I don’t give a damn if I cross your mind

Wear your faith on your left sleeve and your sins on your right

(chorus)

It’s funny how I wanted to trust you (No!)
but you cut me off and it cuts through (Way!)
you just do what all the other sluts do (Out!)
and you’re insincere
I guess I never really meant that much to (Wear!)
you and personally it sucks who (Your!)
you've become and what you're up to (Sins!)
but you cut the ties and made it all too clear
Track Name: Same Old Weekend
Standing on the shoreline assuring myself
that things will be fine but I’m still riddled with doubt
I’ve been pacing the pavement of parking lots and streets,
I’ve been letting go of everything of meaning to me
While the sun sets it’s twilight (on come the streetlights)
hopelessness runs through this town on the power-lines
If we live for the late nights (but miss every sunrise)
then why do we bother with waking up?

(chorus)
I’m sick of the same old weekend, I’ve had it with fair-weather friends
For the first time I’m eagerly awaiting the summer’s end
I’m scared of being trapped here, I dread the thought of working 9 to 5
I’m tired of treading the same roads on these isolated drives

Well of course I'd get pissed when the privileged kids would tell me I’m a pessimist
When all you love leaves and everything you believe falls apart at the seams
you tend to get a little jaded
And it seems as though this city never sleeps…well I’ve gotta go, tell ‘em “hey” for me

(chorus)

Fuck it, I’m broken. I’ll take up smoking. I'll drop out, and move on, and after this I’m gone
And I want you to know I don’t think it’s better to leave here alone, end up running forever

(chorus)
Track Name: The Waiting Room
You're online, and I'm alone, days drag on and I'm bored
And I'll be here, waiting patiently
My tired eyes, your heart of stone, and yet we both want more
But you're not here, you're impatient. So impatient...

And hard-fought fights, you're on your own, with words like knives and such
And I'll be there, in the waiting room
Your half-baked lies, my hellish home, why I care so much I'll never know

But you were a lie with hips and hopeful eyes
You had me believing everything would be alright
But I'll know better every other time
than to put my trust in a lie with hopeful eyes

Now I'm online and you're alone, it's been this way for years
And you're out there in a different waiting room
A 9 month while since we last spoke, you had me running for the hills
and since then I've had trouble giving compliments, because you're impatient

Well, I was a lie with height and tired eyes
I showed you my worst and then to no surprise
you lost interest and our casual chats ran dry
I can't remember the last time I had hopeful eyes

Now I'm online and you're alone, why I care I'll never know
Your drunken dials, your thoughts unknown, why you pushed I'll never know
But I'm online and you're alone

You're my new hole in the head, you're my wisdom teeth, you make me bleed
You're an appendix rotting, you're a flattened tire, you're everything
(and I'm always letting lying eyes tell me stories)
You're a sneezing fit to my broken ribs, you make me bleed
(and I'm always letting lying eyes tell me stories)
You're my new hole in the head, you're my wisdom teeth

You're online and I'm alone