thank you for listening, folks. - West of San Diego: west of san diego in the high tide the ocean blooms to spring flowers maroon and magenta stream from my side i lie beneath the darkest sky forgotten vest underneath always though i'd land on my feet but the sea keeps me bouyant it never has before desecrate my tomb consecrate my name who are you gonna save? theres no-one left to save press 1 for you or 2 for me oh, please don't be so selfless you can lead a horse to water but you can't make it drink you can kick it 'til it's dead but it won't blead - Spokane Calling: i've been sleeping on the edge of my bed in case of fire or various disease and now I'm lying on the floor alone a final chance, new expertise still locked 13 stories above you imagining fake conversations in blank TV screens oh, the building bares my name but yet the city's brought me down to my knees touch our open wounds together to feel the sting it's happening, it's happening (spokane calling) i'm chewing nails down 'til there's only pink it's happening, it's happening (spokane calling) in this punk rock city, i am feeling ill oh I think i'll fit right in but god knows how it got this far the body's dead for 5 years the brain is still coming to terms touch our open wounds together to feel the sting it's happening, it's happening (spokane calling) you came into my life, took everything it's happening, it's happening (spokane calling) (spokane calling) (spokane calling) - What Does This Say About Us?: (1, 2, 3, 4) i was focusing so hard on ignoring you it's never quite worth speaking up what does this say about us? what does this say about us? what does this say about us? i don't know - Erosive Tendencies: duo of naive teens heart names in aspen trees expect to scour the grove next summer 'round death to my teenage dreams burning oil, bursting at the seams i'd call her but i'm one to the ground running away this time best friends, not friends for life claims I've succumbed to my trials death to the voice in my head leave it drawn out, leave it dead she says, "you're still in denial" think of nothing, focus nothing you'll be fine fuzzy limbs, now shut your eyes and skip the ride looping random songs off your usb stick bad decisioned dinner in the hotel, get sick little by little, stripped away stomach acid burns new caves i'll wear the stains with pride tomorrow but enough is spilled today (i'm half the size, but twice the man i used to be) - December: i'm struggling to find something this thing is hard to find this thing just isn't me i know what you're asking for so i won't leave it's been a long and winding road through several airport gates and bathrooms i left my lunch in give me the word, and I'll just go and i know you're feeling anxious well i am too yurned off the white noise it comes in my room it might seem hard to get through the month but you've been through the year (you've been through the year) - Last Rites (Dreams) i'm sorry for wasting your time but i've been wasting mine to get here and i can apologise but i'll never make it up to you ever again again i'll pack up all my things you won't even notice i've been gone you never have and i leave everything to you in my will but you'll find alternatives at record shops, and corner stores, and flour mills and i've got breath in my lungs but i waste it here take what you want of me leave what you don't i'll be fine
thank you for listening, folks.
- West of San Diego:
west of san diego
in the high tide
the ocean blooms to spring
flowers maroon and magenta
stream from my side
i lie beneath the darkest sky
forgotten vest
underneath
always though i'd land on my feet
but the sea keeps me bouyant
it never has before
desecrate my tomb
consecrate my name
who are you gonna save?
theres no-one left to save
press 1 for you
or 2 for me
oh, please
don't be so selfless
you can lead a horse to water
but you can't make it drink
you can kick it 'til it's dead
but it won't blead
- Spokane Calling:
i've been sleeping on the edge of my bed
in case of fire or various disease
and now I'm lying on the floor alone
a final chance, new expertise
still locked 13 stories above you
imagining fake conversations in blank TV screens
oh, the building bares my name but yet
the city's brought me down to my knees
touch our open wounds together to feel the sting
it's happening, it's happening (spokane calling)
i'm chewing nails down 'til there's only pink
it's happening, it's happening (spokane calling)
in this punk rock city, i am feeling ill
oh I think i'll fit right in
but god knows how it got this far
the body's dead for 5 years
the brain is still coming to terms
touch our open wounds together to feel the sting
it's happening, it's happening (spokane calling)
you came into my life, took everything
it's happening, it's happening (spokane calling)
(spokane calling)
(spokane calling)
- What Does This Say About Us?:
(1, 2, 3, 4)
i was focusing so hard
on ignoring you
it's never quite worth speaking up
what does this say about us?
what does this say about us?
what does this say about us?
i don't know
- Erosive Tendencies:
duo of naive teens
heart names in aspen trees
expect to scour the grove next summer 'round
death to my teenage dreams
burning oil, bursting at the seams
i'd call her but i'm one to the ground
running away this time
best friends, not friends for life
claims I've succumbed to my trials
death to the voice in my head
leave it drawn out, leave it dead
she says, "you're still in denial"
think of nothing, focus nothing
you'll be fine
fuzzy limbs, now shut your eyes
and skip the ride
looping random songs off your usb stick
bad decisioned dinner
in the hotel, get sick
little by little, stripped away
stomach acid burns new caves
i'll wear the stains with pride tomorrow
but enough is spilled today
(i'm half the size, but twice the man i used to be)
- December:
i'm struggling to find something
this thing is hard to find
this thing just isn't me
i know what you're asking for
so i won't leave
it's been a long and winding road
through several airport gates
and bathrooms i left my lunch in
give me the word, and I'll just go
and i know you're feeling anxious
well i am too
yurned off the white noise
it comes in my room
it might seem hard
to get through the month
but you've been through the year
(you've been through the year)
- Last Rites (Dreams)
i'm sorry for wasting your time
but i've been wasting mine to get here
and i can apologise
but i'll never make it up to you
ever again
again
i'll pack up all my things
you won't even notice i've been gone
you never have
and i leave everything to you in my will
but you'll find alternatives
at record shops, and corner stores, and flour mills
and i've got
breath in my lungs
but i waste it here
take what you want of me
leave what you don't
i'll be fine
very good i really liked it. wish to make music like you.
I clicked because of the graphic, and was pleasantly surprised.
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