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Nor I to Me from You
04:07
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Nobody asked you to clean the wound
To burn sage in all the corners of the room
It's your idea you're looking through
Do not expect my deepest gratitude, Nor I to me from you
You set examples of coerced confession
I'll die alone before I'm fed my lesson
Subject objects project the idols of affection
Until you're quiet you can't tell who's listened
Starting slow; I know the goal is no control
An atmosphere of letting go; donation of your only soul
Don't attempt to hold me now
I'm still trying to get these hand shakes down
I've never lost a dear friend
Though I've misplaced every single last one of them
I hope they can understand
Don't attempt to hold me now
I'm still trying to get these hand shakes down
It won't behoove me to have subordinate faith--grace by association
Don't attempt to hold me now
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And, a Rufi for the Lady
02:50
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You're the anesthetic I accepted
A decision made while my head was spinning
In all directions, though I have no instruction
I'm a Monday night--a waste of time
The newest actor with recycled lines
I don't like to speak; can I buy you a drink?
We're a long shot from the right thing
But a short walk from discovering our bodies, our chemistry
Doors unlocked, never leave park
In a warm car: this is how love starts
In our era, society
I keep my confidence confidential
Keep my fingers crossed on evolution
It doesn't help me to sing (I do anyway)
You've got a broken smile I can't fix
No heart of gold but maybe a piece
It doesn't help me to drink (I do anyway)
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After having doubts with what I wrote, I plagiarized a suicide note
Still sketched hearts above the "i's"
It looks like i took my time
I used to make love in the house of God
Praying irony would be enough to get me off
Now that I'm older I unhide my eyes
Knowing we prescribe the answer to the question 'why?'
Are we the center of the universe?
Will we live up to what we're worth?
We remain as children growing up until we return to earth
You spent your wages on luxuries
In 50 years from now we'll see how much it helps you sleep
I hope I'm buried with a birthday cake,
A Bible, and a valium on the chance I wake
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P.O.V.
02:40
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I hope they tape my eyelids down
Glue me to the ground
Prevent a flinch out of any inch
Of my smited body, formerly naughty
Thriving alive now there's nothing left but to die
What a complex alphabet
Words that I haven't mastered yet
The hair-brained gumption I have a function
Won't let me breathe now the ambulance is chasing me
I've tested every attitude; explored every point of view
Can't control what I need the most: not to be alone
My time machine is pulseless
My name Mr. Second Guess
Or is it the King of Never Laughing?
I hear 'this is not an exit'
Before I can find the entrance
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Wet Dreams
03:24
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While swimming in my dreams I must have sprung a leak
I spend months praying for rain; only my eyes cooperate
The happiness I bought it started rotting; I can't breathe
Everything I've purchased feels so worthless
Should have kept the receipts
I wasn't paying attention, I was paying the ransom
No questions asked
Now I've unearthed the truth, the autumn of my youth
Can it be born again?
Money gets lonely it breaks my heart
Faith may erupt after your luck burns out
It's funny I distort the countless warnings in books I read
All effort I exert it keeps me dirty, feeling used and cheap
I make my bed with monsters, break bread with mobsters
Till my stomach turns
If I could wander back, pick up and start from scratch,
Is it too late to learn?
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