1. |
Trash
02:13
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you messed it all up
you messed it all up
you took it too seriously
you took it too seriously
you know what i mean
you know what i mean
you know what i mean
you know what i mean
hours of trash
hours of trash
i can't pick it up
i can't pick it up
you know what i mean
you know what i mean
you know what i mean
you know what i mean
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2. |
String
03:37
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my time's on a string for you
my heart's on a gun for you
the clock keeps ticking on for you
i don't know what I'm going to do
one more night alone in your light
taking the time to rearrange the files
something pours down
and gets stuck in the final hour
when everything becomes terrifying
with tired smiling
and dear I hope you know what's on the way
and honey I hope you know that hearts won't break
just eat your words and be comfortable with yourself
and break the bread sitting on the pantry shelf
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3. |
Go Home
04:21
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i'm the one that breaks hearts
i grab them and snap them apart
blood trickles down my calloused hands
my eyes have been closed the entire time
i sleep through the day and listen to sad songs
where the singer's the victim and the music is pain
and i sit on the other side of the fence
listening with malcontent
i rehearsed what i was going to say
i never go in alone
i'm cold and calculated
i'm always in the zone
it's time for me to go home
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4. |
Far Down
01:50
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drunk in the middle of the night
with your eyes on the sight
of what you want to be
of what you want to be
and i fall so far down
and i fall so far down
trying to lose it all
you're trying to lose it all
you're trying to lose it all
i won't catch your fall
so far down
so far down
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5. |
Dreams
02:12
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you came to me in a dream last night and i fell down from a great height
your dreams look so gallantly underfed
your lighthouse is real barren and dead
i woke up in a pool of sweat and i didn't know what to do
i sat up so fast i didn't know where to run to
your dreams look so gallantly underfed
your lighthouse is real barren and dead
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6. |
Sad Song
02:13
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this is a sad song
all of them are
this is a sad song
most of them are
i could sing about a broken heart
disingenuous
i could sing about time again
pretentious
this is a sad song
all of them are
this is a sad song
most of them are
i treat this like a journal
that no one will read
all my friendships
are built on someone else's needs
this is a sad song
all of them are
this is a sad song
most of them are
i'll keep you at an arm's length
i won't tell you what i think
i'll write a stupid song about it
a song where i don't even think
this is my sad song
it reflects me
i'm being self-aware
so i can garner sympathy
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7. |
Good Times
01:50
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those were the days when you were younger and i was kinder
nothing mattered at all
the guitar was a foreign object
thumbing chords with tons of thought
the sounds we made were bad
but playing made us so glad
we locked ourselves away and banged on the wall
i was happy then
and then the confusing sights of fall came
and i fell down for the first time in years
the music began to flow
but i had no idea where to go
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8. |
Umbrella
03:55
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i don't own an umbrella
i don't carry one with me anywhere
i rely on others
so i won't mess up my hair
and now i'm growing up
i'm going out
i'm seeing new things
my life is beginning to sprout
i won't stick to the same opinions
they'll change like me
my body keeps growing
i still like the breeze
one day i'll move out
and make some new friends
i'll be independent
and things will make sense
i'll go out and seize the world
i'll make it mine
i'll deceive another girl
and make her mine
i don't own an umbrella
i don't carry one with me anywhere
i rely on others
so i won't mess up my hair
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9. |
Betty
03:40
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betty died today
and everybody cried
her mother dried her eyes
with photographs from better times
so we sat around the campfire
and talked about the past
all the things she loved
all the things she passed
i don't want to seem self-absorbed
to compare my problems to betty's death
but she had so much left unsaid and undone
and then she went up and left
so while i'm still here i have a few things that i think need to be said
before i come along and pass away
there'll be nothing left for me to say
i don't know if this is working out
and i don't know what to say
because i'm lost in your game
and i never liked those friends anyway
they didn't make me feel great
and i never wanted to make you feel all left out
and lonely and sad
i made so many mistakes
betty died today
betty died today
betty died today
betty died
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