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intro
01:09
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As long as we’re here we’re no exception
Forever stuck on the intersection
Evenly split between present and gone
Until we end up in a graveyard’s collection
Whatever we do here’s got no purpose
Born into this only to get through this
So many dead moments for no one to mourn
Follow us until we are decomposed, useless
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2. |
autumn
04:02
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Somebody turned down the contrast and your body wants it
It’s getting more and more dark when exchanging the days
You clench your fist without being able to control it
You reach point B without recognising the way
Your simmering surface is calling for deep exploration
Despite how well you’re aware of what dwells underneath
You hold your breath every night as a test of your patience
Looking for patterns in what you carved into your sleeves
Quiet - not mute and the progress is fading
What you thought’s been gone was just camouflaged as something else
Your handwriting shows signs of stress as you sign all the papers
Not with your blood but it still feels like going to hell
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3. |
this is not over
04:55
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You wish you were dreaming
But the glass near the bed
Is too physically correct
With the light it reflects
You wish this was old news
You open your eyes
You try to roll over
But it feels too alive
Now stop fantasizing
Of the gun of your friends’
Just tear of the bedsheets
And do it again
Over the voices
Not unlike yours
They don’t always make sense
But sometimes they go:
This is not over
We are always present
We are ever present
We are omnipresent
And you can hold on tight
Through the rest of your life
We are omnipresent
Yes we’ll always remind you
Of all that’s behind
That you deeply repent
And we’re happy to know
That wherever you go
You’re nowhere near the end
Yes we always surround you
We’re always around you
We’re omnipresent
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4. |
12
04:00
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Good morning
How far am I gonna go
Before I implode
The drops are warnings
And the aftertaste of salt
And the cut-away overdose
You’re walking
How far are you gonna get
Before I lose my head
Good morning
If there’s anything I regret
It’s all the words I said
So I was right
Right from the start
It’s a house of cards
It’s not gonna last
So I was right
Hoping I’m wrong
Delete my songs
And I’ll be gone
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5. |
the mold
04:10
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The whole block
Is covered in snow
Who knew the fourth floor could feel so low
Whilst gathering strength
To take a breath
The room is screeching a funeral song
Under the blanket
The limbs are cold
The unlikely ways the body can fold
And a sensation
That’s heavy enough
To blind the lights and spread the mold
So clap your wings
You unattached followers of daily events
Alone in her bed and I don’t know what message to send
The day just begun and it’s already nearing the end
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6. |
the city
02:30
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The city is an endless cycle of apathy
Day to night
Night to day
You know, you’re on my mind sometimes
However cliche
However cliche
The city is a boiling pot of anger
Night to day
Day to night
The existence spirals around you
But it never feels right
Mirrors tend to make me laugh
Cause every little drawback makes me consider death
Slow motion fast pace
The look in her eyes breaks
I run away from the sound that my mind makes
Sleepless
I’ve been piling up regrets
Wasn’t aiming to reach this
Point of personal weakness
I find it hard to say no
To what I should have stayed isolated from
I awake to my secrets
And the days run on by
Adding circles under tired eyes
I’ve been piling up regrets
Mirrors tend to make me laugh
Cause every little drawback makes me consider death
Slow motion fast pace
The look in her eyes breaks
I run away from the sound that my mind makes
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7. |
born to pay
03:33
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Been a few years
Since heartbreaks ceased to get to me
Sunset to sunrise again
I wake up on the Earth of green
The birds on rooftops
Can still find some calm in tops of trees
Been a few years
Since I’ve stopped looking into mysteries
Pain feels much lighter
Compared to what it used to weigh
Alarm to alarm again
I wake up on the Earth of gray
The bird shit on rooftops
Stands resemblant of the human race
Sunset and sunrise
Have acquired a new kind of sense
Cause honey I was born to make
The money I was born to pay
And when my head goes blank
There will be somebody to take my place
Cause honey we were born to make
The money we were born to pay
And when it breaks our backs
There will be somebody to take our place
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8. |
balconies 1
03:17
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Numb yellow fingertips
Regrets and swollen lips
Suddenly my shoes are much louder walking through the streets
Shadows of balconies
Scared of the symphonies
Panel house static sounds are melting into in my ears
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9. |
balconies 2
01:02
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Been a bright night
More to come
I thought I was good but it turns out I’m scum
Long day ahead
To choke on a story
I thought I was good but it turns out I’m sorry
But it’s not enough to be sorry
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