Digimon re:CONNECT || Something wicked this way comes.

Best Partner #5: The Omen


1. Sam's Song: 'The Coma Kid' - Motion City Soundtrack
2. Sam's Song II: 'Sick of It' - hi i'm Case
3. Gelermon's Song: 'Wolf' - First Aid Kit
4. Gelermon's Song II: 'Playing God' - Paramore
5. Duet: 'Tell Me Where It Hurts' - Garbage
6. Duet II: 'Holy Branches' - Radical Face

Sam's Song
'The Coma Kid' - Motion City Soundtrack

I need time to get it right

Always trying to illuminate the past,
Questions answered, but the insight never lasts
So I won't look back, I don't look down
I'll focus on the comfort of the cold, cold ground
Comatose and singing

I need time to get it right
I need time to get it right

Always trying to decipher what it means
Hours wasted in the land of hopes and dreams
But I won't look back, I won't look down
I'll focus on the planet spinning round and round
Comatose and singing

I need time to get it right
I need time to get it right
I need time to get it right
I need time to get it right

No, I won't look back this time
I'm going to welter in this lie
Dizzy as this coma kid
With all the things I never said and never did
With all the things I never said and never did

I need time to get it right
I won't look back, I won't look down again (I need time to get it right)
I won't look back, I won't look down again (I need time to get it right)
I won't look back, I won't look down again (I need time to get it right)
I won't look back, I won't look down again (I need time to get it right)
I won't look back, I won't look down
I'll focus on the tension building pound for pound
Comatose and singing

I need time to get it right
I need time to get it right
I need time to get it right
I need time to get it right

Sam's Song II
'Sick of It' - hi i'm Case

"Look up; calm down"
Solid advice, but I've come to hate the sound
"It's late, so get to bed
It's all in your head, it's all in your head"

I'm up thinking about if you think of me
And if that me is thinking of you, thinking how I think of you
I've missed a couple pills, so maybe it's anxiety?
Not doing half the things my doctor told me I should do, but

(So far)
I've passed a tipping point, just like I shouldn't have
Third side of the coin, spinning 'til I take it back
(So far)
I know my head is sick, but I'm more sick of it
Because I don't want to think myself to death

(Sick of it, sick of it, I'm sick of it
No, I don't want to think myself to death
Sick of it, sick of it, I'm sick of it)

Day in, day out,
Bullet-pointing things that I feel good about
Chest pains, eyes red
"It's all in your head, it's all in your head"

I'm stuck on thinking now: what's got the best of me?
I'm upright alright, but never once a full day through, and
I haven't eaten, so maybe I'm out of energy?
Still doing half the things my doctor told me not to do, but

(So far)
I've passed a tipping point, just like I shouldn't have
Third side of the coin, spinning 'til I take it back
(So far)
I know my head is sick, but I'm more sick of it
Because I don't want to think myself to death

(Sick of it, sick of it, I'm sick of it
No, I don't want to think myself to death
Sick of it, sick of it, I'm sick of it)

I tell myself I'm not; I tell myself a lot
And I debate if it's okay to maybe say I am
Picking myself apart-- where do I even start?
I'm just dealing with issues I always knew I had!

(So far)
I've passed a tipping point, just like I shouldn't have
Third side of the coin, spinning 'til I take it back
(So far)
I'm out of metaphors-- it's harder to explain
It would be easier if I could open up my brain, but
(So far)
I'm missing daylight-- it's not intentional
It's just assumed that my habits are unconventional
(So far)
I know my head is sick, but I'm more sick of it
Because I don't want to think myself to death

Gelermon's Song
'Wolf' - First Aid Kit

Wolf mother, where you been?
You look so worn, so thin
You're a taker, devil's maker
Let me hear you sing, hey ya hey ya

Wolf father at the door
You don't smile anymore
You're a drifter, a shapeshifter
Let me see you run, hey ya hey ya

Holy light, oh, guard the night, oh
Keep the spirit strong
Watch it grow, child of wolf
Keep holdin' on

When I run through the deep dark forest long after this begun
Where the sun would set, trees were dead, and the rivers were none
And I hope for a trace to lead me back home from this place
But there was no sound, there was only me and my disgrace

Hey, hey-hey, hey, hey
[x4]

Wolf mother, where you been?
You look so worn, so thin
You're a taker, devil's maker
Let me hear you sing, hey ya hey ya

Wolf father at the door
You don't smile anymore
You're a drifter, a shapeshifter
Let me see you run, hey ya hey ya

Wayward winds, the voice that sings
Of a forgotten land
See it fall, child of all, oh
Lend a mending hand

When I run through the deep dark forest long after this begun
Where the sun would set, trees were dead, and the rivers were none
And I hope for a trace to lead me back home from this place
But there was no sound, there was only me and my disgrace

Hey, hey-hey, hey, hey
[x4]

Gelermon's Song II
'Playing God' - Paramore

Can't make my own decisions, or make any with precision
Well, maybe you should tie me up so I don't go where you don't want me
You say that I've been changing, that I'm not just simply aging
Yeah, how could that be logical? Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat

You don't have to believe me,
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror

If God's the game that you're playing, well, we must get more acquainted
Because it has to be so lonely to be the only one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion, but it's one that I believe in
You don't deserve a point of view if the only thing you see is you

You don't have to believe me,
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror

This is the last second chance (I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm half as good as it gets (I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm on both sides of the fence (I'll point you to the mirror)
Without a hint of regret, I'll hold you to it

I know you don't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror

I know you won't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back and break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror

Duet
'Tell Me Where it Hurts' - Garbage

What is my day going to look like?
What will our tomorrow bring me?
If I had x-ray eyes, I could see inside
I wouldn't have to predict the future

I wish that you would do some talking
How else am I to know what you're thinking?
If only people would say what it really was
What it really was, what it really was that they wanted

Tell me where it hurts, and to hell with everybody else
All I care about is you, and that's the truth
They don't love me, I can tell
But you do, so they can go to hell

Did they ever give you a reason
To believe in something different?
If you're looking for love, for what it's worth,
I've plenty of it lying around here somewhere

If you're looking for disappointment,
You can find it around any corner
In the middle of the night, I hold on to you tight
So both of us can feel protected

Tell me where it hurts, and to hell with everybody else
All I care about is you, and that's the truth
They don't love me, yeah, I can tell
But you do, so they can go to hell

And I've been loved but I didn't know how to feel it
And I've been adored but I don't know if I ever believed it
I've been loved my whole life, but I didn't know how to take it
Until you

So tell me where it hurts, and to hell with everybody else
All I care about is you, and that's the truth
They don't love me, yeah, I can tell
But you do, so they can go to hell
But you do, so they can go to hell

Tell me where it hurts
Tell me where it hurts
Tell me where it hurts now

Tell me where it hurts
Tell me where it hurts
Tell me where it hurts you now

Duet II
'Holy Branches' - Radical Face

When you were young, you'd bite your tongue
Calm, always did what you were told,
Never ran your mouth, lived life on tiptoes
Only felt peace if by yourself, where mistakes don't count
There's a hole in your chest from the time that you were born--
One that don't get filled
Cause you've always known you're nothing they want

But everybody's bones are just holy branches
Cast from trees to cut patterns in the world;
And in time, we find some shelter,
Spill our leaves, and then sleep in the earth
And when there, we'll belong,
'Cause the earth don't give a damn if you're lost

And now, I live alone, work in the belly of machines
Wring my soot black hands
And I don't sleep much
Days don't feel different from the nights with no goals in mind
There's a hole in my chest from the time the time I walked away
One I fill with sweat
'Cause now I know I'm nothing they want

But everybody's bones are just holy branches
We ride the breeze to cut patterns in the earth;
And in time, we find some shelter,
Spill our seeds and then wait for our turn
But for now, we're adrift on the winds of discontent
Trying to carve our place
All in hopes we'll be something they want...
But I ain't holding my breath

Trace your fingers down my spine
Make your home behind my eyes
Line my skull with harmless lies
I'll bide my time until I'm something they want