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癌t r o p i c
03:45
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In the fourth house again
Gets under my crustacean skin
Yes, I’m alone, I’m eating right
Et cetera
I try not to break your heart, but
These claws been in my stars
Since I was a child and you were the arms of God
Or was it the calf
Or I was a lamb
I heard that back when we were new
sky was so blue you could look right through
to heaven, so just open wide
I’ll open up
So just shut up
I try not to make you cry
But this old room kicked stardust in my eye
Can you see it in my face
Tell me, could this be the place
where we cried, I’m alive, I’m alive
All these white trash fuckers wanna ride
Pry open their insides
Like there’s something to see
Like a bright light pointed toward the sunset
This is where you lived
Back when you lived with me
And all the Christian mothers
Raise their children up
To the rafters so that they can see
How the fires below, they ain’t gentle
When they rage, hey but neither are we
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FDLTY
02:40
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Every night and every day, it’s the same mistakes
Thought I’d learned from the last time
Never learned that there’s never a last time
For nothing at all, there never was
No, I never was much for conquest
But given half a chance
I would mount up your pretty head
And tell all our friends how I shot you dead
I’d admit defeat, but I can’t speak
I can’t breathe in this air
It’s too clouded with words you nearly spoke to me
But never did
Every moment of every hour it’s the same refrain
What you falling for now?
Never learned that there’s never a rock bottom
There to hit, there never was
And it shouldn’t be so much to ask
But if you have to ask, then it is
All I wanted was just to be something more
Than this woman on your floor
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Do you want to be in my band?
Do you want to be in my band?
I get so lonely...
Do you want to be in my band?
Do you want to be in my band?
Don’t you want to be in my band?
I called you up, pathetically
But it’s not what you think
You’re nothing to me
Is that what you want?
Is that what you want?
‘Cause if you need a piece of meat
It isn’t so hard
I’m selling for cheap
Is that what you want?
Is that what you want?
Is that what you want?
Or do you want to be in my band?
Or do you want to be in my band?
Don’t you want to be in my band?
Well you can’t be in my band
You can’t be in my band
You can’t be in my band
Fuck you, you can’t be in my band!
Fuck you, you can’t be in my band!
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4. |
for a friend
03:01
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Assume a powerful stance
Crush a bitter pill
Swore if this doesn’t burn
Well then nothing will
Did you see the light at the end of your time, my girl?
Or was it just the sight of the whites of his eyes
Hovering over you
Sing to me angel, is it true?
Does Jesus love you like we do?
Are you still black and blue?
Your mother never approved
Of the things or the boys you would do
A hand-poked rose
A hand-shaped bruise
Said you lived in a cage your body built
It was a golden age for great escapes
Sing to me angel, is it true?
Does Jesus love you like we do?
And when it was over
Were you won over?
When it was over
Were you won over?
When it was over
Were you won over?
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time scabs over all wounds as it soldiers on
but it’s so, so dull to keep moving along
when I never bothered to grow up big or strong
so I broke my fist on a young boy’s face
s-s-so, so sick of my adult angst, you know
but oh no I don’t want to let it go
so I’ll do you one better than happily forever
said do you one better than happily forever
after all this time I never learned how to say never
we could bleed on out until this whole town is red
is it so, so sad if that’s as good as it gets
so softly said, don’t know what you expected
to find round here dear sister of mine
just s-s-so, so tired of being a survivor are you
but oh no I don’t want to let it go so easily
so I’ll do you one better than happily forever
said do you one better than happily forever
after all this time I never learned how to say never
when it hurts to breathe, well I tell myself
that if it’s not you then it’s someone else
and so long as we’re here we might as well
enjoy it while it lasts
if it gets hard to breathe will I tell myself
that if I’m not here then I’m somewhere else
and so long as I’m there I might as well
enjoy this while it lasts
I’ll do you one better than happily forever
said do you one better than happily forever
after all this time I never learned how to feel pleasure
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You gave me something that I could not take
And I fell like an apple, not far from the tree
Led me by the ear, showed me the way
And I fell like an apple for a tree
Too rotten to eat
So put your worms in me
What good it does to express yourself
100 sad songs and the records kept
Watch me express myself
Watch me express myself
And now I know my enemy
Oh god, I know my enemy
Yes, yes, I know my enemies
Dear god, I love my enemies
And now I know my enemy
Oh god, I know my enemy
Yes, yes, I know my enemies
Dear god, I love my enemies
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7. |
ego record
03:13
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Grew my hair out once again
And it’s taken me forever, I know
But I’m feeling myself
I’m feeling some things
I’m fine now, yeah for once
And it’s taken me to task
But somehow, I confess
It’s better than
Until over and over
Don’t know how
You’re still writing about yourself in 2017
You're too old now
To have that emo record on
Superego, yeah for once
Now you’ve taken me to task
But I’ve grown up
I can look outside myself
Until over and over and over and over and over and over and over
Until over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again
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8. |
lame hallelujah
03:20
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A cemetery where we buried all those seeds you left behind
Never would have guessed all the blessed things
I wrested from that thorn left nestled in my side
Still every step I take away from here
Just seems like a betrayal
So I sing this guilty little song for you
Just a lame hallelujah
But I keep my eyes wide open all the time
Even memory don’t last forever
Mother, are you listening?
Triumphantly reply to me
This way forward
Mother, can you hear me?
When I sink slowly to the floor
As I soak through
Bright and early for the day’s race
to separate my thighs
Cut the cake, cut a line, cut the wire
Cut the ribbon as I cross the finish line
Singing which side are you on, boy?
Which side are you on?
Say it doesn’t matter
But it does
So I keep my guard wide open all the time
Even memory don’t last forever
Mother, are you listening?
Triumphantly reply to me
This way forward
Mother, can you hear me?
When I sink slowly to the floor
As I soak through
When I say no way, you say forward
No way forward, No way forward
I say no way, you say forward
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9. |
The Cut
04:07
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Try a hand at happiness
Manifest, project, get that #blessed
But it was never meant for us
Yeah this was was always it for us
I want to smash some beautiful things
So give me your hand, lend me your body
I’m sorry that I spoke from that voice in my head
Please don’t be upset
And don’t bother with an SOS
I always kind of figured it would come to this
‘Cause it was never meant for us
Yeah this was was always it for us
Got this whole life ahead of me
Looking toward eternity
So can you make the cut
Oh can you make the cut
Two three four
Limbs twist along the carpet
As you spread over my skin
A hand across a face and you say “baby, this
is why we can’t have nice things”
Got this whole life ahead of me
Looking toward eternity
So can you make the cut
Oh can you make the cut
Two three four
I’ll bring the scissors if you bring the knife
I’ll break something of yours
If you break something of mine
Say, hey, do you ever get tired
Of running all the time
Running all the time
Can you make that cut?
Can you make that cut?
Can you make that cut?
Yes!
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[TW] ACAB ROCKY!
02:34
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It’s 4 a.m. on the east coast
Another person’s body presses down my throat
I feel like a kid again
Fingers twist into ribs
Until I cannot see
Anything but stars in the carpet
As it burns my knees
And then I pass out, shaking with laughter
I know that I haven’t been
The most pious of men
But so long as I’m kneeling
I didn’t think that I
Was afraid to die
Before tonight
So just let me go on
Just let me go on
Officer, officer
I’ve been defeated and defiled
And the crowd just went wild
As they cheered from the aisles of their stadium screens
And that flag waved free as a pom-pom
Officer, you know
You’re like a daddy to me
So how come you do such things to your babies
Father, babies teethe
‘Cause every now and again
There’s nothing to be said
To a man’s face but a fist
Yet so often as not
I’ve found that all that I’ve got
Are fractures in limp wrists
Please, just let me go on
Just let me go on
Just let me go on
Just let me go on
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