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That's All I Know
04:35
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I don't know how you sleep so sound
In a dead silent room with your thoughts and
I only know I could never let you go
That's all I know
I don't know why you hypnotize
Me when you strike that pose
If you think I won't fall for you
Look out below, that's all I know
And since none of this makes sense I'll just try
To get by without knowing all the why's
2am beside a quiet pond
Just the way it was the night we met
The middle of September
Will it be the same after we're gone
And be where we will reunite in the next life
I don't know how I stand myself
Saying stupid things and self loathing
Why is it you don't seem to mind?
I don't know, that's all I know
(Chorus)
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Every Summer
02:40
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I'm swimming in the trees
The bees are making feedback sounds
What would you say if I told you to just let me drown?
Cause every summer I'm lost in memories
Of that one summer that you spent with me
Every Summer you bury me alive
In every summer since you said goodbye
I may seem like I'm in a daze but I'm honestly fine
I probably should be more upset, but I really don't mind
What is it about you that gets you so stuck in my head?
Well that's alright, I'll just lay down and make the grass my bed
(Chorus)
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Broken Voice
02:45
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All the creeps are crawling on their leaky knees
NyQuil and whiskey, blow my mind to smithereens
Now drain my battery, drain it away
I must have blown a fuse, cause I can't say anything
I got a broken voice
I got a broken voice
It only works while I'm awake
When I need it most it drifts away
I got a broken voice
I got a broken voice
All the streets are flooding, drowning all our dreams
TV screen sweating out a static stream
Now don't you hear me screaming, take it away
I can't compete with the noise in my brain
(Chorus)
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Seashells
03:51
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Snuff the voice the boils beneath
Your throat that tries to scream and cry
Split the difference and you'll see
Your circuitry wash out to sea, look out
Punch the picture perfect fragments
Of the past that never last
So sorry your pity part was a bust, it's just
The scent of your content was spent on the rent
Swallowed by the stairs, there's no air
What's underneath your barbed wire teeth
Pleading to be free of the rest of this endless jest
True love torn on the shore
Adorning the floor of the world
Just seashells left behind
Make a movie starring your dependency on lunacy
I forgot a lot but not enough to fully blind my mind just yet
What's the word, I haven't heard
Hopelessly blurred beyond absurd
Climb aboard this rusty sword
Repeat the sequence of infrequency
Never call your friends again
Only when you've exhausted all your words
(Chorus)
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sliver of a memory
02:04
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I felt your sliver of a memory
I felt it all rain down like autumn leaves
Your sweater was too big
I held your hand through the sleeve
I found the things you wrote about me
Beneath a dusty pile of your mix CDs
I hate to admit it but I do see what you mean
Whispering gibberish secrets
Just so we feel like we have something to hide
We told lies
Leave me at the bus stop
My heart was in a hit and run
Cause you drove off while my words were caught in my throat
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There's something on your mind
But you say nothing
It eats you up inside
And you just feed it like a pet
I don't claim to know
If it's wrong or right
I'm just saying it shows
Won't you switch on your light?
Laying out in the backyard
Waiting for the sound of your car
Will the day end before you're back again
From where you say you've been?
Cue the sci-fi sounds
I'll turn the lights out
We're aliens in love
Fighting for what we believe
This is how I try to let you know
The real world's still outside
But we can make our own sometimes
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Drummer Dick
01:30
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His name is Drummer Dick
He slaps the skins with two fish sticks
He walks with me through the grocery store
And tries to hold my hand
He tells me he's a god
He's the god of pot pie juice
He played at Disneyland
He's in a 4-piece Manwich band
Their bassist has no hands
I don't know where I am
The dog is on the phone
Blowing up your sister's voicemail
I am so confused
My dinner starts to dance
It has really nice legs
I need to go lay down
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Stifled by the static as it submerges my sound
If I let it consume me I never will be found
Wandering these old streets just doesn't feel the same
I'm squatting in a condemned house on memory lane
Rubber band guitar strings on an old shoe box
Singing the blues I picked up a little down the block
The clouds are trying to suffocate the sun like snakes
While I'm squatting in a condemned house on memory lane
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Running Out Of Ink
03:44
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Take another breath of air while it's still there
I am choking at the sight of where I spent last night
I keep creeping toward a loose board on the floor
Under which I hope I'll find my heart
Take my pulse
I'll tell you if it's false
Drawing things on the walls that I can't explain
Don't you blink
I'm running out of ink
Much faster than you think, I'll fade with the day
I complain that I'm alone, then don't answer my phone
What is there even to say, I just can't find my way
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Stay Back In Time
03:59
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I'm up with the sunrise
It feels like I have never seen the sky
You stole the show
I believed all the lies I thought I could hold on to for a time
Before you go
I never wanted to fly
In fact I like taking my time
If it were up to me
I'd never fall in love ever again
If this is so long
What good were all my songs
If you leave me behind, I'll leave you ahead
I've stayed up too long
What's just one more song?
If you leave me behind, I'll stay back in time
I never thought I'd wanna die or cry or really even try
I guess you know
Until I sensed that we made sense
If not intense, it was immense
But there I go
(Chorus)
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Inclination, chemical collection
Machination without meaning
Don't be sorry, afterlife Atari
Under ceiling glow star skies
Squeaky Sam The Reptoid Man
Shakes the whole world with a belly flop
Bored vacation, massive consternation
Blurred inflation, diagonal eyes
Ink blot inflammation corporation
Sneaking empty words in your dreams
Mental indigestion insurrection
Push and pull a termite soul
What the flip is dripping from your lips
Sip the whispers that slip inside
Scream Between the frequencies
My thoughts flood a nonsense stream
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