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The weight
02:56
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i'm so sick of this conversation
are we closer?
maybe by miles, but never in your heart
stay here, sit quietly. it won't be long
i'd return and hold your trembling hands,
but you were never there anyway
so why am i still singing?
regrets are sure to follow, let's pretend we never met
fatigue, fatigue, fatigue
then you can fuck someone else and i can stay at home
when did it get so cold in this city?
fatigue, fatigue, fatigue, fatigue, fatigue, fatigue
melt away, melt away, we're melting
fatigue and wait, fatigue and wait, fatigue and wait.
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Frostbit
01:05
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open your eyes and look out the window
the wood is warped, fingers stiffen
i write because
frostbit
snow makes me late, make our lips cold
melt
let your chest become hollow and your mind numb
let happiness make your body glow
would you marry me, please?
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Seasick
01:27
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i love the way the sun once burned in your eyes
knee deep in shit, tears
knee deep in shit, fell
the glare
we stare, we stare into...
wait, wait, we wait to leave the state; the state of weight and fear
a paved passage, charcoal in shade
escaping from the dropping star
what makes you so scared of lingering,
staying now and here?
my treble clef palate makes me late a start
set sail, stay useful
what do we have left?
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this attitude is boring, so i'm left here
waiting, watching and failing (to find hope)
i wish i knew who felt like a friend anymore,
because this weight i cannot bear
sink, sink, sink
sink, sink, sink
i just don't trust these words being said but i know it's my fault
because i'd sing the song sadder if i could
laced with guilt
i'm alone, alone, all alone
alone, alone, all alone
but being here, i couldn't be more sincere
how am i supposed to say this so you know i mean it?
"i got places to be..." he said
"while you sit there trying to feel better or feel worse, what's the difference because you can't be saved anyway.
the worst part
you can't feel what's real anyway".
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Greener grass
02:37
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wait and breathe your light
fire
a sunlit room with shit like fumes, we really need to talk
spineless and bland
a soft chord in a palm orchard 50 days away
silent and grey
i want to share my struggles and my memories
silent and grey
(from the sweet smells, hugs and welcome homes. the greener grass lingers in a spring meadow as the sheets dance with the wind on a string. listen to the crickets sing... i'm home.)
i'm getting a bit older now, things don't really matter as much to me. i see things that remind me of my youth, as disheartening as it may seem, and i feel like an old man. but i'm not. i'm still young with so much to live for. i've got friends and punk rock. what more could i ask for?
when did apathy become a trend?
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The worst part
02:20
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screaming 'til i'm hoarse
so fondly in ignorance, i do recall the paleness of your heart
talk to me when your voice stops cracking
talk to me
i don't like hearing it like this
i don't like feeling it like this
i don't like finding out
the worst part
i still get the shakes and nerve-wracking anxiety
(the winter in my bones)
it sneaks up and creeps from outside
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me and him call it us Loganville, Georgia
Loss shall be my companion.
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2003 - 2007
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