The Adarna EP (2012)
Written by: William Perry Moore, Andreka Jasek, and Jeremiah Hazel
Lyrics by: William Perry Moore
A collection of personalities. A chameleon among the rest.
The smell of my grandfather’s clock. A piano melody in my chest.
Loyal to a clan. Anchored by Moore bonds.
It tears at my heart, when cancer tears at one.
I know I should be there, you know I would be there.
But I’m sick that I’m not.
While bright orange fills the sky. Pangs from years lost over time.
Reinventing. Rearranging.
We leave these parts of us behind x2
This wine tastes off. But I’ll drink it anyway.
Crooks are stealing from you, taking advantage of you today.
You won’t fight them, and I’m not as strong as you.
Patience with other’s bullshit. Not something I learned from you.
Honoring sacrifices made so I can hold my head high too.
While bright orange fills the sky. Pangs from years lost over time.
Reinventing. Rearranging.
We leave these parts of us behind x2
While bright orange fills the sky. Pangs from years lost over time.
Reinventing. Rearranging.
We leave these parts of us behind x2
Lyrics by: William Perry Moore
A collection of personalities. A chameleon among the rest.
The smell of my grandfather’s clock. A piano melody in my chest.
Loyal to a clan. Anchored by Moore bonds.
It tears at my heart, when cancer tears at one.
I know I should be there, you know I would be there.
But I’m sick that I’m not.
While bright orange fills the sky. Pangs from years lost over time.
Reinventing. Rearranging.
We leave these parts of us behind x2
This wine tastes off. But I’ll drink it anyway.
Crooks are stealing from you, taking advantage of you today.
You won’t fight them, and I’m not as strong as you.
Patience with other’s bullshit. Not something I learned from you.
Honoring sacrifices made so I can hold my head high too.
While bright orange fills the sky. Pangs from years lost over time.
Reinventing. Rearranging.
We leave these parts of us behind x2
While bright orange fills the sky. Pangs from years lost over time.
Reinventing. Rearranging.
We leave these parts of us behind x2
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Written by: William Perry Moore, Andreka Jasek, and Jeremiah Hazel
Lyrics by: William Perry Moore & Andreka Jasek
Album: The Adarna EP (2012)
One, two, one, two, three, four! Hey kitten with the glycerin-sheen, silver eyes and chords that gleam.
London sound with a Hollywood strut. A one-way ticket on a Greyhound bus.
Every 6 months we meet up again and live it up like best friends
Queen of hysteria slams another shot.
Pedal to the metal escape the needle drop.
Devil tempts me daily, I’m not ashamed
When crimson floods your heart no one’s to blame.
Embers from a cherry cigarette. Hell no I’m not tired yet!
Worst case scenario lived like you wanted to, dragged across the ground.
Loved like you wanted, did what you wanted to. Eyes off the ground.
Sexy thang you throw me ‘round when you play with me.
Your devil tempts me baby.
Honest, honest, honest, honest, honest, honestly.
Meet me at the Dragonfly. 1015 or you’ll miss your ride.
Go to the Key Club and get in for free. Let me in the door from behind.
Worst case scenario live like you wanted to, dragged across the ground.
Loved like you wanted to, did what you wanted to. Eyes off the ground.
Sexy thang you throw me ‘round when you play with me.
Your devil tempts me baby.
Honest, honest, honest, honest, honest, honestly. x2
Sexy thang you throw me ‘round when you play with me.
Your devil tempts me baby.
Honest, honest, honest, honest, honest, honestly. x 2
Written by: William Perry Moore, Andreka Jasek, and Jeremiah Hazel
Lyrics by: William Perry Moore & Andreka Jasek
Album: The Adarna EP (2012)
One, two, one, two, three, four! Hey kitten with the glycerin-sheen, silver eyes and chords that gleam.
London sound with a Hollywood strut. A one-way ticket on a Greyhound bus.
Every 6 months we meet up again and live it up like best friends
Queen of hysteria slams another shot.
Pedal to the metal escape the needle drop.
Devil tempts me daily, I’m not ashamed
When crimson floods your heart no one’s to blame.
Embers from a cherry cigarette. Hell no I’m not tired yet!
Worst case scenario lived like you wanted to, dragged across the ground.
Loved like you wanted, did what you wanted to. Eyes off the ground.
Sexy thang you throw me ‘round when you play with me.
Your devil tempts me baby.
Honest, honest, honest, honest, honest, honestly.
Meet me at the Dragonfly. 1015 or you’ll miss your ride.
Go to the Key Club and get in for free. Let me in the door from behind.
Worst case scenario live like you wanted to, dragged across the ground.
Loved like you wanted to, did what you wanted to. Eyes off the ground.
Sexy thang you throw me ‘round when you play with me.
Your devil tempts me baby.
Honest, honest, honest, honest, honest, honestly. x2
Sexy thang you throw me ‘round when you play with me.
Your devil tempts me baby.
Honest, honest, honest, honest, honest, honestly. x 2
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Written by: William Perry Moore & Andreka Jasek
Lyrics by: William Perry Moore
Rain down. Wash the junk from my hair. Make my life clean.
Put my body to bed without the smell of gasoline.
Another lie told for cred I can’t hold.
Sirens scream down the street.
Corner 1st & Pike while sitting at the light while I dream.
Commercials kill the visceral. Coffee’s tasting miserable.
City lights are making me insane.
Wasn’t I here before when I was 24? I didn’t act so mean.
Rain down. Wash the junk from my hair. Make my life clean.
Put my body to bed without the smell of gasoline.
Things build up over time like a puddle full of oil and grime.
Being told to wait and test your fate year after year
Pills and percentages, alcohol for bandages.
Fuck your protocol.
Pills and percentages, alcohol for bandages.
You’re an asshole.
Rain down. Wash the junk from my hair. Make my life clean.
Put my body to bed without the smell of gasoline.
x2
Wash it away. x2
Rain down. Wash the junk from my hair. Make my life clean.
Put my body to bed without the smell of gasoline.
x2
The smell of gasoline. Smell of gasoline.
Written by: William Perry Moore & Andreka Jasek
Lyrics by: William Perry Moore
Rain down. Wash the junk from my hair. Make my life clean.
Put my body to bed without the smell of gasoline.
Another lie told for cred I can’t hold.
Sirens scream down the street.
Corner 1st & Pike while sitting at the light while I dream.
Commercials kill the visceral. Coffee’s tasting miserable.
City lights are making me insane.
Wasn’t I here before when I was 24? I didn’t act so mean.
Rain down. Wash the junk from my hair. Make my life clean.
Put my body to bed without the smell of gasoline.
Things build up over time like a puddle full of oil and grime.
Being told to wait and test your fate year after year
Pills and percentages, alcohol for bandages.
Fuck your protocol.
Pills and percentages, alcohol for bandages.
You’re an asshole.
Rain down. Wash the junk from my hair. Make my life clean.
Put my body to bed without the smell of gasoline.
x2
Wash it away. x2
Rain down. Wash the junk from my hair. Make my life clean.
Put my body to bed without the smell of gasoline.
x2
The smell of gasoline. Smell of gasoline.
Written by: William Perry Moore, Andrea Jasek, and Jeremiah Hazel
Lyrics by: William Perry Moore
Album: The Adarna EP (2012)
Stark glimmer in a filthy time. Your words don’t matter and nor do mine.
Beating, beating like the sound of a gun.
While Muse’s eyes are watching me.
And I know
Dirty rocker with an attitude. ‘Cause you said so.
I can’t let you go. And I know.
Neon eyes are watching me. ‘Cause you said so.
I can’t let you go. I can’t let you go.
Marry me. I want you to.
Some people just fade away. That’s something I won’t do.
I want to be with, want to be with you.
Stark glimmer in a filthy time. Your words don’t matter and nor do mine.
Who we know we are, who we think we are.
And I know.
Pretty things that are in disguise. ‘Cause you said so.
I can’t let you go. And I know.
On the inside rotten through. ‘Cause you said so.
I can’t let you go. I can’t let you go.
Marry me. I want you to.
Some people just fade away. That’s something I won’t do.
I want to be with, want to be with you.
Things aren’t always made to work. They test your spirit, test your spirit. x2
Marry me. I want you to.
Some people just fade away. That’s something I won’t do.
I want to be with, want to be with you.
Lyrics by: William Perry Moore
Album: The Adarna EP (2012)
Stark glimmer in a filthy time. Your words don’t matter and nor do mine.
Beating, beating like the sound of a gun.
While Muse’s eyes are watching me.
And I know
Dirty rocker with an attitude. ‘Cause you said so.
I can’t let you go. And I know.
Neon eyes are watching me. ‘Cause you said so.
I can’t let you go. I can’t let you go.
Marry me. I want you to.
Some people just fade away. That’s something I won’t do.
I want to be with, want to be with you.
Stark glimmer in a filthy time. Your words don’t matter and nor do mine.
Who we know we are, who we think we are.
And I know.
Pretty things that are in disguise. ‘Cause you said so.
I can’t let you go. And I know.
On the inside rotten through. ‘Cause you said so.
I can’t let you go. I can’t let you go.
Marry me. I want you to.
Some people just fade away. That’s something I won’t do.
I want to be with, want to be with you.
Things aren’t always made to work. They test your spirit, test your spirit. x2
Marry me. I want you to.
Some people just fade away. That’s something I won’t do.
I want to be with, want to be with you.
Written by: William Perry Moore, Andrea Jasek, and Jeremiah Hazel
Lyrics by: William Perry Moore
Fear as my breath rolls off your skin.
So tactile and fragile. It pulses within.
Panic pills to control the thrills and distance us from the feeling.
Lost to boxes of glass. This world it seems so vast.
Colorful without feeling.
So we dream of being held so close.
Afraid to interact, afraid to get close.
That we dream of being held so close.
Afraid to interact, afraid to get close
We’re not so close, we’re not so close, we’re not so close.
Despite what this box might show. Might show.
We’re not so close, we’re not so close.
Despite what this box might show.
Hope that you get the answering machine.
Yet you wonder why you act so socially obscene.
Virgins till 23 but driving an SUV ever since 16.
Social sites of 500 friends, you don’t have 500 friends, maybe 3.
So you dream of being held so close.
Afraid to interact, afraid to get close.
We’re not so close, we’re not so close, we’re not so close.
Despite what this box might show. Might show.
We’re not so close, we’re not so close.
Despite what this box might show.
What you're afraid of isn't the feeling. Starved from touching what's appealing. You're not so close.
We’re not so close, we’re not so close, we’re not so close.
Despite what this box might show. Might show.
We’re not so close, we’re not so close.
Despite what this box might show.
Lyrics by: William Perry Moore
Fear as my breath rolls off your skin.
So tactile and fragile. It pulses within.
Panic pills to control the thrills and distance us from the feeling.
Lost to boxes of glass. This world it seems so vast.
Colorful without feeling.
So we dream of being held so close.
Afraid to interact, afraid to get close.
That we dream of being held so close.
Afraid to interact, afraid to get close
We’re not so close, we’re not so close, we’re not so close.
Despite what this box might show. Might show.
We’re not so close, we’re not so close.
Despite what this box might show.
Hope that you get the answering machine.
Yet you wonder why you act so socially obscene.
Virgins till 23 but driving an SUV ever since 16.
Social sites of 500 friends, you don’t have 500 friends, maybe 3.
So you dream of being held so close.
Afraid to interact, afraid to get close.
We’re not so close, we’re not so close, we’re not so close.
Despite what this box might show. Might show.
We’re not so close, we’re not so close.
Despite what this box might show.
What you're afraid of isn't the feeling. Starved from touching what's appealing. You're not so close.
We’re not so close, we’re not so close, we’re not so close.
Despite what this box might show. Might show.
We’re not so close, we’re not so close.
Despite what this box might show.
The Adarna (Self-Titled)
Released Feb 24, 2012
Independent Release
ALBUM INFORMATION:
All Songs Written By: William Perry Moore, Andreka Jasek, and Jeremiah Hazel
Produced By: The Adarna
Recorded By: Tate Erickson
Recorded In: Bellevue, WA
Vocals: William Perry Moore, Andreka Jasek, and Jeremiah Hazel
Guitars: William Perry Moore and Andreka Jasek
Bass: Jeremiah Hazel
Drums: Tate Erickson
Keys: William Perry Moore
