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hello i'm a lonely stoner
scratch that border alcoholic
been a while since i saw her
white dress and a yellow flower
gotta let her go
i'd ask but i'm a fucking coward
her silent looks are getting louder
my way with words won't bring me closer
without a devil on her shoulder
gotta let her go
everywhere i go i'll find a stunning image to remind
my tired thoughts, her flawless skin
the frozen heart she has within
really am i just not worth your time
you drop the call hearts on the line
i must have read your eyes wrong
counterfeit, convinced by cheap stones
lead me on , leave, let me sufffer
pick me up high, let me fall down
won't hold you to expectation, just worship until crucifixion
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theres not much to me, just been left alone too many times and been misled, its not the way that i should feel and these surroundings can't be real, when i walk alone at night i'm not pushed aside by faces of strangers
well my lungs they struggle to push through where my heart loiters, intrudes, were crashing parties with bad vibes and last years fashions, staring at the floor this always happens
theres no shame in dying alone
dip out, start a new life, but don't forget about me, a wife, two kids and a dog, but you've got bad blood with god
well my lungs they struggle to push through where my heart loiters, intrudes, were crashing parties with bad vibes and last years fashions, staring at the floor this always happens
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Mating season
01:33
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i 404ed and just can't seem to find my name
your swipes and likes will not amount to anything
smart is inside my pocket, empty out your brain
i just don't know, i never was that interesting
i'm still too young for an ego death but i can be whoever i want on the internet
family full of fucks, i couldn't give one less
said that your money talks, well mine can hold it's breath
lip sync the beat, swept off their feet
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Xapati
03:56
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sometimes time just moves slower, and some nights i just don't sleep at all, some days i just don't know, everyone else just talks like they do blah blah blah
i swear i never asked for existence, just trying to get your assistance, not your hands but the pieces of your heart held by a rubber band, you think you're beauty for a bargain for some lucky man, more like a needle in a rehab, you can't meet demand, more than enough for me i don't think we should just be friends, i want you everyday, now i just want some sweet revenge, shes got my heart, hes got her right in the palm of his hand, and i wanna be him more than you could fucking understand, and i been so faded, i can't say how long i've waited, just how much i fucking hate to be the one singing about failure, literally perfect doesn't want a selfish servant, but i'm already used to being someone elses burden, if i could see one thing, you're dressed in white and thats for certain, i'm still waiting my turn, i'd make a perfect other person, turn off the lights and drop the curtain
give a fuck if life is precious, send this treacherous message along with my blessings, you're always dying to know what you've been missing, but you missed your chance mister, make a wish already
goodbye's been stuck to my tongue, since before i was young
so are your morals worth their weight in lust and greed, i'd fucking love to sell my soul but i'm free
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No, that isn't for you
01:48
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Late to the afterparty
03:45
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its like clockwork, i reached too high and i got hurt
i wonder what my mother'd say cause i'm just too distant with father
still struggling with rookie mistakes, its like i cant get enough of how the poison tastes,
its been three years since i left your wake, can't say i'm better now with an honest face
i love you, enough to let you down, and im just not man enough to say it aloud
excuses, my middle name, you knew this, before you turned the page, before you judged the cover
my mind is moving like a million miles a minute so i take that water bottle put a little something in it, ill be gone soon as i came trust me youll know soon as im finished, god as witness, devil judging either way i'm locked in peni- tentatively listening but theres always something missing, wheres my mind been all these years, mom must have dropped me on the ceiling, steady healing, fuck my feelings, just a name and number really, got an awful lot to say but very little thinking still
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Public lo mein
02:13
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soulmate insemenate
i haven't learned anything since you've been here
capsules per decapitate to capture a worthy candidate
i just can't keep cleaning up after your perfect parties everyday, the way she smells for heaven's sake, i'll lick the paint off walls your pictures decorate, it can't be done so ima do it anyway, but don't talk too much, it costs too much, it's just all too much
her sex is a little extra to dissect ecstasy, to relieve pressure, another man's trash, no it's my pleasure, now showed up late and went home with never, so who? When?where? How? and what if she finds out? don't you dare doubt, just look at me now
i know what you're thinking of, she was supposed to be my love as we proceed to bleed and weave the kinks out as they come, still promising that i'll never tell anyone, hurts to believe but hopes remaining hesitant, the only good press a dead fucking president, stack em up and count them wear the evidence, i don't need a doctor, just some medicine, send me something strong, deliver me from innocence
so tell me darling are you still into it, the night is young, the end is imminent, kissing is cliche, killing is intimate
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