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Produced and Engineered by Sam Britton
Mixed and Mastered by Wilson Pascoe
Music by Sam Britton and Lindsay Britton
Lyrics by Sam Britton except I Write Sins, Not Tragedies by Lindsay Britton
Artwork by Nicholas May
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released February 14, 2019

Special Thanks to Matt Aasen, Jon Perry, Phil Hamelin and Dustan Townsend for their musical contributions.

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Flawed Hearts and the Waiting Room Victoria, British Columbia

Flawed Hearts and the Waiting Room is an acoustic-pop duo based out of Victoria, BC. The two-piece consists of siblings Sam Britton, guitar and vocals, and Lindsay Britton, keyboard and vocals. Their songs are a collection of life stories, built on intricate guitar riffs and delicate keyboard, told through seamlessly intertwined harmonies. ... more

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Track Name: The Takeover
​Oh your heart has cost me an arm and a leg
I am so fucking broke
A penny for your thoughts 
I'm still fucking broke 

The Takeover
Our friends in Hollywood 
The Takeover

I sold my soul, but I guess for not enough 
I'm gambling on my past failures
I sold my soul, oh but I wish I was more calculated
The odds were never high, and I was always high
I sold my soul, but I guess for not enough

The Takeover 
Track Name: Patchwork
I dare you to match my soul
I swear we are flammable
I stand peerless on this pier
Anxiety a friend,
Cowardice a lover,
And siblings with fear
I am so scared of the ocean below
An ocean behind wherever I go

You caught me swimming in the deep end,
I guess it's my own fault if I drown
You caught me picking at my old wounds,
And look at all the stitches I've torn out
Track Name: Model Trains
I sped up until she broke,
and I sped up until she broke  
I grew up playing with model trains and paper planes,   
I guess I played too rough  
I measured twice, kept her at arm's length  
I measured so well she couldn’t even notice  
Oh god,    

Oh how quickly she spoke, quietly she sank  
Out of my view and into the abyss  
Oh how quickly she spoke, quietly she sank  Out of my view and into the abyss     

One for the money  
Two for the show   
Three for something heavy   
To love and to hold     

One for the money  
Two for the show   
Three for something heavy   
To love and to hold     

One for the money  
Two for the show   
Three for something heavy   
The weight of the world
Track Name: Sights
My existence may be a half life, 
Because I am half the man my father was 
He never, ever, ever taught me how to hold a gun, 
And so I wander aimlessly
Track Name: I Write Tragedies, Not Sins
It's hard to breath between collapsed lungs
Haunted by the ghosts of our former love
Far from prepared to see your face again 
I was lying to myself, when I said we could be friends

Because I was not ready for my world to be shook up,
And I was not ready thought that I had given up

But how could I not know that I still want you 
And how could I not know that I still love you 

What's the point in this, we are worlds apart
There's a distance between you and I
Between our collective hearts
I know we said we both need time to grow
But I don't, I don't want you to go

Because I was not ready for my world to be shook up,
And I was not ready thought that I had given up

But how could I not know that I still want you 
And how could I not know that I still love you
Track Name: Sounds
My existence may be a half life, 
Because I am half the girl my mother was 
He never, ever, ever taught me how to fall in love, 
And so I wander aimlessly
Track Name: When Walking A Strange Path
I am Sick of this home now
I love the outdoors 
Find some scars, make some bruises 
And learn who you are 
Easy does it remember you can break 
Find Some Scars, make some bruises 
And love who you are
Track Name: House Fire
As it collapses, a sigh of relief
I swear I'll change
Too cold to shed these tears, I'm confident
Frost bite on burned skin

The sound of a house fire, smothered by an avalanche

Humble yourself,
Oh you better humble yourself,
Oh you better humble

I am pulling false teeth
And I will show you my flaws 
And I am broken and all my edges sharp
I glide through leaving scars

The sound of a house fire, smothered by an avalanche

Complex phrases make me sound desperate 
These complex phrases make me sound desperate
These complex phrases make me sound desperate, 
We sound desperate

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