Estranged Lyrics 

Crashlanding 

You are a danger, the greatest one of all

And I go against the grain, invisible as I fall

Love you till the night breaks dawn

Make a mark on my calendar

Love you till I’m overdone

Leave a mark to remember

I chip away, I chip away with every move I’m making

I chip away but I still want you just the same

Engulfed in a crash course, we reverberate

Let me quicken your heartbeat, with each plunge I’ll strip away

Love you for your flesh and blood

Make a mark on my calendar

Love you till I’m overdone

Leave a mark to remember 

I chip away, I chip away with every move I’m making

I chip away but I still want you just the same

Crashlanding, crashlanding, what have I done

Love you till the night breaks dawn

Make a mark on my calendar

Love you till I’m overdone

Leave a mark to remember

I chip away, I chip away with every move I’m making

I chip away but I still want you just the same

I chip away, I chip away with every move I’m making

I chip away but every move I make will bring you back the same

Crashlanding, crashlanding 

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Walking On Water

My weakness is sleeping

It’s dreaming my nightmares for me

I’m sinking inside you

Expanding your cavity

I’m walking on water and I’m drowning the mirages I’ve made

I’m walking on water and I’m ripping off the camouflage

Confusion surrounds me

It’s fertilizing the debauchery

As you’re chewing up the delusions that incinerate my diversions

I’m walking on water and I’m drowning the mirages I’ve made

I’m walking on water and I’m ripping off the camouflage

When we’re deserted in exile

Abandoned together from the rest of the world

We’ll be walking on water 

Dragging our souls from the ground

I’m walking on water and I’m drowning the mirages I’ve made

I’m walking on water and I’m ripping off the camouflage

Walking on water

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Shade of Gray

Choking on a fever from the pages that I’m holding

Sanding down the past for the place where I’m going

I wake up, walking the fine line

Tight rope footing, shimmy up the time line

Running down the stairs, busting at the seams

Piling up the piles of the dated pipe dreams

Shove ‘em in my chest like a hole that’s drilling

And this time there won’t be a next time

Don’t see no black or white cuz everything these days is a shade of gray

Got my alibis and I know just how to find my way

I’m starting over cuz I have gone and read between the lines

I’m starting over and there’s a full throttle burning like the look in my eyes

Blasting myself to the smithereens

I’m breaking down the piles of the dated pipe dreams

Crossed the fine line in the wake of a lifetime

Busting through the space between the savaged and the civilized

My tightrope footing is drilled and done

Skipping like a record that’s over spun

Everything’s a shade of gray

And this time I’m living in the lines

Don’t see no black or white cuz everything these days is a shade of gray

Got my alibis and I know just how to find my way

I’m starting over cuz I have gone and read between the lines

I’m starting over and there’s a full throttle burning like the look in my eyes

Don’t see no black or white

Cuz everything’s a shade of gray

Don’t see no black or white

These days are a shade of gray

Don’t see no black or white

Cuz everything’s a shade of gray these days

These days are a shade of gray

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Not Quite Like a Disaster

I got nothing to lose and nothing to prove so why don’t you mosey over my way

I’ve got my body on the double and I’m working under cover

I think you know how much trouble we could make

Not quite like a disaster

Nothing like I ever have seen before

Not quite like a disaster

And you’re rationing my catastrophes away

You’re a curious tortured soul

The way your eyes gleam like lost gold

Gets me all revved up inside

I’ve been working under cover and I’m looking for some trouble and I’ll gladly withhold my delight

Not quite like a disaster

Nothing like I ever have seen before

Not quite like a disaster

And you’re rationing my catastrophes away

Take them on the flatbed

Twist them up inside your head

Roll them along on the red carpet

And spit them back out at me

Not quite like a disaster

Nothing like I ever have seen before

Not quite like a disaster

And you’re rationing my catastrophes away

I’ve got nothing to lose and nothing to prove so if you won’t mosey then get the hell out of my way

I’ve got my body on the double and I’m looking for some trouble but I think I’ve had all I can take

Not quite like a disaster

Nothing like I ever have seen before

quite like a disaster

And you’re rationing my catastrophes away

Picking out my disaster

Picking up my disaster

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Estranged

Never thought I’d find myself on the verge of a new rendition

I was standing at the edge of the world stitching up the bruises of a fallen empire

So I jumped out the window to save myself from the smoke and the flames

Pushing on through the glass ceiling as it shatters and shrivels

I’m estranged, I’m a stranger

Never knew I’d find myself stepping off the edge without my hesitation

Heading for nowhere and I’m following my alienation

Chasing a shapeless void that’s eating up my world with a frightening triumph

Stitching my cocoon and now it’s closing like the walls of a trash compactor

I’m estranged, I’m a stranger

I’m estranged, I’m a stranger

I got four walls of fiction in my cage

Closing my cocoon till I’m smothered by the smoke and flames

Heading for nowhere and I’m following my alienation

Stitching my cocoon, strangling my new rendition

I’m estranged, I’m a stranger

I’m estranged, I’m a stranger

I’m a stranger but I’m home inside my alienation

Cut myself in half to find the other me

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Counting Stars

When it’s safe to go outside

I’ll go catch a breath of air

Pack my head in a suitcase and make for solid ground

I won’t need a lifeboat to wash ashore

Counting stars on the edge

Get to know them like the back of my hand

Shred my fingers through the cracks in the glass

Keeps me lucid at the end of the dawn

When it’s safe to come up for air

I’ll submerge my feet below

Hunt the volcanoes down and boil the ocean floor

From the top of the moon 

Counting stars on the edge

Get to know them like the back of my hand

Shred my fingers through the cracks in the glass

Keeps me lucid at the end of the dawn

When it’s time to cut my tongue off

I’ll pour my mind in paper for a thousand centuries

Give myself a clean shave and waltz into a time zone

Walking round and round the galaxy

Counting stars on the edge

Get to know them like the back of my hand

Shred my fingers through the cracks in the glass

Keeps me lucid at the end of the dawn

© 2026 Jason Michael Moore

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Shepherd in a Wolf’s Skin

I’m taking the pieces of the picture

And I’m putting them back together the way I like

I’m breaking the pieces from the puzzle

And I’ll rearrange them back the way I like

I’m a shepherd in a wolf’s skin

Naked somewhere in the emptiness

I’ve been poisoned by the antidote

And I’m not cozy with what’s goin’ on

There’s a spring trap hiding under my feet

Circling closer with the sharks teeth

Tugging harder at my roots again

And there’s fire rolling up my sleeves

I’m taking the pieces of the picture

And I’m putting them back together the way I like

I’m breaking the pieces from the puzzle

And I’ll rearrange them back the way I like

So segregate my innocence

And reinstate my ignorance

There must be something sacred beyond the sanitized

I’m a shepherd in a wolf’s skin

Naked somewhere in the emptiness

I’ve been poisoned by the antidote

And I’m not cozy with what’s goin’ on

There’s a spring trap hiding under my feet

Circling closer with the sharks teeth

Tugging harder at my roots again

And there’s fire rolling up my sleeves

© 2026 Jason Michael Moore

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Breaking Away

I don’t know what became before me

I only know what lies ahead

And even though I can’t see round the corner

I know just what and where I am

I only got one in a million

And that’s amidst a whole lot of nothing

I wouldn’t trade to make a killing

I want to know just how I stand

So I’m breaking away from a whole lot of nothing

I gotta know if I’m made of something

I’m breaking away from a whole lot of nothing

I gotta know just how I stand

I’m breaking away from a whole lot of nothing

I gotta know if I’m made of something

Breaking away from a whole lot of nothing

I gotta know just how I stand

You only got one in a million

Don’t let them trade you in for nothing

They’ll try to make you do some vicious killing

They’ll try to tell you you’re a dime a dozen

You’ll never know what came before you 

You’ll only know what’s coming next

And if you try and try to make yourself from nothing

You’ll know just where and how you stand

You’ll be breaking away from a whole lot of nothing

You’re gonna know if you’re made of something

Breaking away from a whole lot of nothing

You’re gonna know just how you standing

Breaking away from a whole lot of nothing

You’re gonna know if you’re made of something

Breaking away from a whole lot of nothing

You’re gonna know just how you stand

© 2026 Jason Michael Moore

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