1. |
Long Distance Running
02:24
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Long Distance Running
We are running, forever running on the spot,
there's no progress, but you're never really lost,
Is this really ending? is this the home stretch?
Im sick of pointing fingers, I think I gave my best,
Exhaustion pops it head in, so take a seat
I entertain the thought and it stays about a week,
Starring at the roof in my room no sleep again
Breathe deep and ask the pillow if you're still my friend,
Two days after long distance running i feel an ache in my bones
I stretch out on my living room floor n realise i am alone.
Take what you want, I have nothing of substance,
Go on take it all, I have no wants / no needs,
Just please be patient with me.
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2. |
We Lie
02:15
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We are all pretending
but you my friend, you take the cake
Monkey in a gimp suit
A hero in a cape,
Build a cubicle castle
to live through your own corporate grind,
You swear you'd burn this place down
if only you could find the time,
We lie, lie, lie
we will lie around,
Until, til, til
we're dead n in the ground
you're not a bad guy
I do exact same,
complain n talk of order
but never ever change,
I lie, lie
I will lie around
until I make my final sounds,
We lie, lie, lie
we will lie around,
Until, til, til
we're dead n in the ground
Effort is never-ending
its easy if you try,
If you don't like the living
it shouldn't matter if they die….
Effort is never-ending
its easy if you try,
If you don't like being alive
it shouldn't matter if you die.
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3. |
Poor, Poor George
02:41
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Poor, Poor George
A shitty sister is also a shitty brother
once a bad friend always a terrible lover,
You left her to rot in your crooked parents home
she will resent you in the end, but at least she won't be alone,
Love yourself
you have to love yourself
'cause no one else will,
between the mirrors and your metal health
you were always so stunningly shortsighted,
you took the photos of the posses you didn't wanna forget
as in your own image you were so delighted,
Love yourself
you have to love yourself
'cause no one else will,
I cant do this anymore
I cant do this anymore
why did you ask me to do this for?
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4. |
I Have Joined a Pop Cult
02:53
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I Have Joined a Pop Cult
Subterranean mythology
developed champagne taste,
a set of folded arms
and loads of money to waste,
I can't really tell if
they're happy or not,
another nonspecific glare
set in a local 'hot spot'
they speak about pop culture
and the things that they fear,
but none of it seems very real…
I will give you my last dollar
if you could try and be lovely,
it doesn't have to be beautiful
we can just try and change the topic,
so we speak about pop culture
and the things that we fear,
but none of it seems very real…
they speak about pop culture
and the things that they feel,
but none of it seems very real…
I'm not sure what you're imitating
but its not very stimulating
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5. |
We Used To Hate
02:31
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we used to try and create
we used to fuck and mate,
now we just debate
and reschedual lunch dates
now its just
chin up / guts in,
no hope
for the win,
I tried being nonchalant
but it didn't touch the sides
I hope you live long enough
to make monumental mistakes
we will all end up
loving the things
we used to hate
I just cant turn it off
pretend I'm not in love
but what if I end up like you
we have the same last name
I hope you live long enough
to make monumental mistakes
we will all end up
loving the things
we used to hate
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6. |
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I need you like a shot in the arm
waking me up with that familiar sound
kept underwater, we washed over scars
no surprise that most of us drowned
When I (finally) sleep
I will sleep for days,
When I (finally) sleep
I will sleep for days,
If I ever get there, these nights are never ending,
The weather will take its toll, on a pillow case up a flag pole...
Coping mechanisms no longer work
empty bank account is strangling its hurt
I haven't seen you in about a hundred days
its hard to catch you since I passed away...
When I (finally) sleep
I will sleep for days,
When I (finally) sleep
I will sleep for days,
If I ever get there, these nights are never ending,
The weather will take its toll, on a pillow case up a flag pole...
He wasn't a good man,
but he was a man!
No better or worse
than any of them!
Throw me
In a hole in the ground
Shovel on the dirt
make a nice mound
and when you do could you please face me up?
I want to see who spits and who says nice stuff.
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7. |
Drawn To You (Erin)
03:37
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Drawn To You (for Erin)
my shaking sketched hands never know what to do
i don't know why I get so nervous when I am around you
In two day old clothes I wish I looked better for you
I only worry about this kind of stuff when i am around you
in every way
and those things that you do
i am drawn to you,
its a good nervous you make me I want you to know that
I wonder when you see me do i make you no longer feel flat
in three day old clothes, god i wish I was better for you
I only worry about this kind of stuff when i am around you
in every way
and those things that you do
I am drawn to you,
I want to be real with you
not an object or a goal
I just though you should know,
I want to be real with you
not an object or a goal
I just though you should know,
my shaking sketched hands never know what to do
i don't know why I get so nervous when I am around you
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8. |
Trouble / Double
02:58
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Trouble / Double (soapbox)
Did it hurt when you fell of the soap box?
did it hurt when you hit the ground?
How's your head, now the dust has settled?
Will you still preform, even without your crowd?
have you heard, that your partner is leaving you?
a colourful spirit told me so it must be true,
you don't have to touch it, or be able to see
that there is a gaping hole between you and me,
Life without rules, can end up in trouble
ignoring problems only causes them to double,
Addiction? please don't make me laugh
this stupid shit only happens after dark,
I could quit at any time I wanted to
but I know thats something i'll never do,
Life without rules, can end up in trouble
ignoring problems only causes them to double,
We could pretend that none of this happened
and go back in time and destroy all the cameras,
We would never meet, we will never talk
thats ok with me, I'm sure that wouldn't hurt at all....
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9. |
Seven Day Quarrel Cycle
03:44
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Seven Day Quarrel Cycle (Cats in yr Bed)
I'm having trouble
remembering
what happened
yesterday,
and from the, look
the look on your face
maybe its better
that way,
let me guess
we had words
then it got
heavy handed,
routine weekly augment
that went
according to plan,
We will laugh about this in a few years time
'til then leave me alone,
Lines were crossed
cans left unopened,
This didn't end up
like I was hoping,
We will laugh about this in a few years time
'til then leave me alone,
We will laugh about this in a few years time
'til then delete my number from your phone
and leave me the fuck alone,
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10. |
The Devil Complex
02:21
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The Devil Complex.
I don't miss starving
all that bottom feeding
the creepiness,
the soft net breathing,
undermining
a once pure feeling,
incestuous
all the endless crossbreeding
(not yet a devil, not even a demon)
yeah
you, may, have, crushed me for the very last time...
so oblivious
to the path of destruction
self absorption takes hold
cease to function
bitter bliss
try and stop me
I hope you find
whatever you're seeking
(not yet a devil, not even a demon)
but
if, you, were, wondering, no no no I'm not doing fine...
…never forget,
you, are, as dark as,
a february sunrise.
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