1. |
I'm Sick Of My Baby
04:45
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oh my lord, im sick of my baby
take me at my last thought
knew it in the car park
show me how to make a mistake
struggle through your doorway
had enough to not say
even though your making me wait
howd you even stay cool?
knew you back in high school when all you did was walk through the walls
we still sway quiet i drink gasoline you light
all my days rolled into one
all of my days
i was killing time by thinking about your room
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2. |
Vomit
04:05
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have you seen the monster in my room?
i heard you two are on 'regular terms'
so if you're the traiter
why dont you stab me in my back?
if you're the traiter
don't you stab me in my back
fishing out the pieces from your verbal vomit
i still trace my fingers round the cuts you hide from your parents
but your friends they dont lie
i still know you're not mine
but your friends they dont lie
i still know you're not mine
don't you think our plans are all messed up?
fell asleep in the bathtub
dreamt there was another me
i know you don't believe me
i know you don't care
i know you don't believe me
anymore when i'm there
you'll be sorry
i'm your vomit
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3. |
Auditoria
02:38
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(take the train home)
how i made my way between
the words that you had spoke
here i go again
i see myself behind the smoke
be it as it may
there is no better way to say
take the train home (night, then)
take the train home (night, then)
tipping backwards in your chair
those circles in your eyes
do you see what you have done?
the roots beneath you die
(night, then)
(night, then)
be it as it may
there is no other way to say
it's time to go home
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4. |
Bide
03:34
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kids don't make mistakes
like we used those days
we were young and bold
in the centerfold
as the days pass by
i feel my body slide into
the pale blue earth
your american lover was friends with my brother
grace couldn't compare to how i see you now
giving something relentless
falling dead in the trenches
words couldn't divulge
but do you know i'm right?
know i'm right
spoke too many words to keep them straight in my mind
yeah i choked them all back so far
they go right up my spine
so i'm taking it back to when
it's alright to say i'm right
there's no order to my bide
the only world that's all me or all mine
disappointment flows through my veins
and i think it's so strange
that we turned out this way
is that not okay?
rewind to a better day
i was 18, 17, 16, 15
days until the walls expire
i'm gonna burn them down with a homemade lighter
and set myself on fire
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5. |
Kishin
03:05
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too bad
so sad
no future no future no future no future no future no future no future no future no future no future no future no future no future no future no future no future no future
didn't know that your hair looked like god
on my pillow in the morning time
wish that i could save some pieces
tiny graces to use as my shrine
it's a crime to say goodbye
when you're my only one
though my 'only one' was down the road
with nowhere else to go
and i'm still spinning
spinning along with the ceiling fan
while drinking cheap champagne with all my deceased friends
i'm a loner i fucked a migraine
i hate what they say behind my back
it's a subtle reaction
the meaning of factions
they have the class i lack
so honey honey honey honey
you're my only one
so honey honey
you're my only woman
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6. |
Mandy
03:10
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7. |
H.S.A
03:01
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always
await
our day is today
to say
to try and take
we wait
we wait
we're wasted
we wake
awake
always
await
our day is today
to say
to try and take
we wait
we wait
we're wasted
we wake
always
away
away
a way
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8. |
Falls
01:20
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soak it in:
your surroundings
the things you love
and what you bring
back to yourself
your state of hell
but don't be sway
for nothing stays
the fall is the way
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9. |
Lono
03:13
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take my name
and use it to burn it all
then hide away in a southern state
change your name
again and again and again
memorize the words you'll never speak
in the dream you had as a child
i was dead (there)
i don't know why
we even try
walking through walls
we were far far far from the truth
don't know why
we can't feel right
spinning backwards is where i belong
lono lono lono lono lo no lo no
i have my way
to change
the course
turn back
the curse
is born
starts out kinda quiet
not that i could hear it
pumping through my bloodstream
not that i could feel it
wrong the right
i don't know why
we even try
walking through walls
we were far far far from the truth
don't know why
we can't feel right
spinning backwards is where i belong
lono lono lono lono lo no lo no
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10. |
P.C.T
05:34
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so funny when you leave me
because you close the door so easily
is this what they call fleeting?
from here it looks like fleeing
so funny when you leave me
because i fall apart so easily
is this what they calling fleeting?
i remember our last meeting
now i believe in post-coital tristesse
i am electric as i wait on the shelf
its twenty months til i expire
now what do i do with myself?
i wonder the aisles
in the dust of this place
like a mask on my face
the others begin to detect me
i'm milenated the air makes me stale
i await the morning of life in the garbage pail
will they discontinue my race
and erase the trail?
if i only had wings, a tail, or a sail
now i believe in post-coital tristesse
now i believe
smoking cigarettes in the bathroom
while i'm burning down the classroom
you should stay awake
in two more states
we'll be safe
when we left suburbia
we left your pride behind
we didn't let them face us
just sat and watched the buses pass us by
every light just burns away
don't tell me things that i would never say
i'll serve you drinks with lemonade
don't tell me things that i would never say
might write you into my final story
cut myself out i'm so boring
days between the satellites
count my stock earnings at night
i'll serve you drink with lemonade
don't tell me things that i would never say
i'll serve you drink with lemonade
don't tell me things that i would never say
your backs much stronger than my own
darling
would you carry me home?
your backs much stronger than my own
hands pressed against the glass
take one more step and i'm jumping out like
hands pressed against the glass
take one more step and i'm jumping out like
hands pressed against the glass
take one more step and i'm jumping out like
there's nothing that i'd rather do
take one more step and i'm going through like
there's nothing that i'd rather do
take one more step and i'm going through like
you two
in the solitary ways
in the solitary ways
and that's how i spent my days:
alone
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11. |
Stayed
02:34
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falling through the cracks again
i'm losing touch with all my friends
remind my where the fear takes root
and teach me how to leave my room
broke the window simply
i'm scared your ghost was next to me
you're walking through my walls again
my friends don't call you anything
this desolation centerfold
i count your words as they unfold
the slow dancing syllables
dissipate in the air
i took one for good luck, i stay stuck
(at the bottom of the barrel with the family friends)
falling through the cracks again
i'm losing touch with all my friends
remind my where the fear takes root
teach me how to leave my room
broke the window simply
i'm scared your ghost was next to me
you're walking through my walls again
my friends don't call you anything
this desolation centerfold
count your words as they unfold
the slow dancing syllables
spinning off your tongue
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12. |
T.S.G II
04:40
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there are two mistakes that i've made
three if you count that i'm afraid of you
either way you don't need me
or even worse you don't want me
go on
go on
and go on
and she's stone
still turning
some visions never leave you alone
breaking all my fingers to pick up the telephone
trees tap tap tap on my window
your branches tap on my window
go on
go on
she's stone
i'm still turning
life asleep with me
because there's nowhere else to be
if only i could reach you
but my soul has far to go
every morning i look up
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