1. |
bedhead
04:52
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i will never be there again
flying through my bedhead,
lie here wondering where or when
i could glue my blue to red...
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2. |
carpet sweepings
04:45
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i think i found you dead from the waist up
and you don't know it,
i wouldn't call you stupid, but tasteless,
and can i go yet?
i was licking up surface cream
but now i'm picking up a losing theme,
and i'm gonna leave by the back door...
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3. |
this case, my case
03:38
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the air inside here
streams down my cheek
to mark the occasion,
every word i've ever known
flies by in plural,
have patience with my
extra sensitive senses,
i feel but more than you,
extra sensitive senses,
my wheel turns louder and longer
and sometimes it totally blocks my view...
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4. |
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tens of reasons not to listen
to the murmuring that misses
all the frequencies that glistens
in your blinded eyes,
kissing lips that hold no fear of making
you feel like your world is breaking,
sleeping while you should be waking,
stirring when you should be shaking...
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5. |
weak as you
04:42
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try your luck with the other fish you fried previously
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6. |
river red
03:37
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things i saw
things they did to me
skin is raw
words bit into me
things i said
things i did to them
river red
i cut into them
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7. |
thing for me
04:29
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go smoke your happiness
burn your lazy finger
light up your dying cool
fire your last cylinder
drink up your mother milk
spend your easy money
blow down the other door
laugh when things get funny
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8. |
over
04:26
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he thinks i'm over
over my baby bed
time made me older
old enough to forget
maybe i grew colder
caught up in my regret
maybe i'd have told her
maybe i was scared
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9. |
tried again
04:29
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smoothing over
always proves to be
a delicate operation,
and fighting for your state of mind
seems to strip away my chances
of going sane...
tried and tried again...
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10. |
half of the blame
04:23
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if only we could get over this
by now we'd be the same,
and we might laugh a bit too loudly.
if only we could get over this
by now, and lose the pain
i would be man enough to take half of the blame...
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11. |
all for something
04:21
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waking up to drops of me
sightseeing in strange corridors,
tripping over fumbles of thought of sound,
too loud,
this harsh spotlight on my swirling world
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