visual mechanic
The arrangement of Falling Behind is decidedly complex, as is the apparent web of Jason’s brothers-in-law and Palkovitzes that comprise the (current) lineup of The Look Machine. Independent of the familial analogy, the song is pretty goddam good.
Words by Jason Latshaw and music by the Look Machine.
Vocals - Jason Latshaw.
Backing Vocals - Drew Copeland and Collin Palkovitz.
Guitars - Ian Palkovitz and Collin Palkovitz.
Drums - Shane Palkovitz.
Bass - Drew Copeland.
Produced by Josh Latshaw and Nathan Gray.
To be part of such an obviously cool project is an honor. I hope you enjoy our song. And we appreciate you listening to it. If you don't like it, just pretend you do. If you do like it, let us know.
I didn’t ask to be placed here. Forced to bear your name. Born to bear your shame. You see. . .you see. . .
You see me, that’s not me, I swear that I am different.
You heard me, I don’t know, I know that’s not what I meant.
I’m edging towards admitting desire, but what of me will survive this fire?
Whenever I push, think I’ll never tire, I find myself overrun again. Falling behind.
Moving forward, we hit a wall. Undercut when I stand tall. Clutching your coat and closing my eyes, tossing maidens to angry gods.
All of my life. I struggle just to find a glimpse of your eyes. And have an ounce of your pride. In me. All of my life, I am the one, to break from the crowd and reach for the sun. And if it’s a struggle, a foe you want, then I will wrestle until dawn.
Moving forward, I fall behind. You’re twisting my ankles. You’re carving me out.
And though I stumble, and when I fall, I'll remain till the end of all.
All of my life, I am the one, a little different, a little undone
But if it’s a struggle, a foe that want. Then I will wrestle until dawn.
I’m burned in this fire.
