1. |
Scarecrow
03:30
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You give and you receive
But you don’t know what that means
If you want to run me dry
I’ll just let you, then I’ll die
I’ll be dead
As my eyes roll back into my head
I’ll be dead
Like a scarecrow standing in a garden bed
String up the moon it’s time for harvest
The leaves crunch off of the solemn trees
And no one can hear their silent screams, oh no
The only creatures with acceptance are those who have scars to show
I’ll be dead
As my eyes roll back into my head
I’ll be dead
Like a scarecrow standing in a garden bed
I feel so numb, I feel like I don’t have bones
And for such a long long time I have always been alone
Despite the people that have passed
In the end it didn’t matter, no, no one cared to last
I’ll be dead
As my eyes roll back into my head
I’ll be dead
Like a scarecrow standing in a garden bed
Like a scarecrow standing in a garden bed
Like a scarecrow standing in a garden bed
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2. |
110%
02:23
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I imagine our lives with each other
One way or another eventually
And both rung well to me
I’m just figuring out what that’s supposed to mean
I’m not agitated or faltering
I’m just little bit confused with this weird thing called connection
Dialogue dives different from cold-cut conversation
Perceived philosophy, mass alienation
It’s easy to fall into isolation
Our brains miss a click or two a second because
As soon as you think you’re perfect well you’re just dumb
Everybody everyone is tryna run from something
I guess back to the point
Sorry for rambling for the moment
You know me
An aimless existential
An optimistic free creative
All this around town about commitment
How it’s scary
I think different, entirely
If you love someone let them know
I send my love to The Yoyo's
My high fives may get heavy
Let me know if they get scary and I’ll hold back
I just like to give 100-110% and anyway since when did we stop
Attempting what we thought was impossible
The theory of our minds, our species, and our souls
I imagine our lives with each other
One way or another eventually
And both rung well to me
I’m just figuring out what that’s supposed to mean
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3. |
Running Away to Canada
04:09
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I am a bug
Under the rug
You are the foot that takes my life and
I am the grass
If you are the mouth
I’ll be the victim if you feel like a killer
I guess you get the picture
I will be whatever you need
Looking down at your head, I feel tall
We are both gonna fuck up
But I don’t think that that matters at all
If I were a bee you’d be my honey
Let’s run away and take all of our money, oh
I feel frozen when I see your eyes
And if we grab our passports
We don’t even have to pick a side
We could go to Ontario
Hang out by the falls and play with animals
I know you always say you want a puppy
Let’s get a puppy
I also want a puppy
This is my very last stand
On earth
Or at least that’s what it feels like
Im afraid of everything surrounding me
But knowing we’re together
Makes me wanna scream with joy
AH
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4. |
Uncomfortable
04:34
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Wistful hoping for another chance
Not knowing how it’s possible in advance
Blind faith save me tonight
I failed every hope for today
Can’t sleep when the regret just stays
With tomorrow frightening me
It’s not easy
But it’ll get better
Im doing the best I can
For now I am uncomfortable
(2x)
I’m a little better but my resume can’t see
Swimming in positive mental fantasy
Exactly the same plus a smile on my face
Still ignoring the world I fear
I try to organize but my mess still appears
I can’t hide myself from everyone forever
It’s not easy
But it’ll get better
Im doing the best I can
For now I am uncomfortable
(2x)
The feelings are worth it
The pains that wont go
Cause they move us to try things
To face the unknown
The sickness that hits cause stopped being real
The day you blurt out what you could no longer conceal
The butterflies, the choked up rollercoasters in my gut
Rekindling love after years afraid to screw it up
The motivations finally kicking higher than any drug
The thousands spent tryna repair my soul
Only finding in the end I don’t want to be a machine
Just raw and alive
No matter how good or bad it gets
I’ll always prefer discomfort over death
It’s not easy
But it’ll get better
Im doing the best I can
For now I am uncomfortable
(2x)
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5. |
Pawprints
02:38
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Pawprints on the beach
Think of all the places we could reach
I can’t think of a time or place
Where I wouldn’t try to make you happy
Follow my footsteps
And I’ll follow yours
Let’s stay together
Let’s build a home
I found a seashell
It looked pretty new
Like something I found in a gift shop
Cause I found it in a gift shop, oh
Follow my footsteps
And I’ll follow yours
Let’s stay together
Let’s build a home
Oh
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6. |
Life is Bleak
04:20
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Life is bleak
When you’re past your peak
It’s sad
Living’s a bore
When you’ve had all the fun you can have
And if I lost you
Then I’d have nothing to live for
Nothing to give for, yeah
Oh yea
Living is dull
When you’re under the pull of depression
People seem frightful
And possibly spiteful and mad
And if I lost you
Then I’d have nothing to live for
Nothing to give for, yeah
I’d have nothing to live for
Nothing to give for, yeah
I’d have nothing to live for
Nothing to give for, yeah
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7. |
A New Year
05:00
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It happened accidentally
Don’t know what poured into me
This isn’t right
A slowing of the energy
A dawn that came out empty
No light
And every damn time
I make up a guide
It’s wrong
And nobody ever cares
To make it all theirs
So I’m gone
I’m shorting out
I’m splitting in the breeze
I’m waiting my turn to see
A new year
Checking my puzzle pieces
Through the change of the seasons
It won’t show
Any chance of being
Freed from all the reason that I loathe
And everyone says
To try a little less
But that doesn’t fix me
But in my weakened eyes
There’s a life I see inside
So help me
I’m shorting out
I’m splitting in the breeze
I’m waiting my turn to see
A new year
Don’t let out that groan
Your devil’s gone home
And somewhere afar
You’re safe in a jar
You’ll break off the chains
The next time the moon waves
Cause that’s what I hear
It’s better next year
It’s better next year
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8. |
Lauren Jessie Moss
03:42
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I roll the windows down when I’m feeling blue
Drive all around and I think of you
I feel alright
Don’t you understand?
I’ve got my life
Sittin' in my hands
Oh yea oh yea I’m gonna be happy now
Oh yea oh yea I’m gonna be happy now
I wanna be your girl but I’m not the type
To keep you warm on a Friday night
I pace my cage du jour So Cal
Things that you want done
You gotta do yourself
Oh yea oh yea I’m gonna be happy now
(4x)
Oh yea oh yea I’m gonna be happy now
Oh yea oh yea I’m gonna be happy now, happy now
Oh yea oh yea I’m gonna be happy now
Oh yea oh yea I’m gonna be happy now
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9. |
Cosmic
05:41
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I feel better in a group
But only the right kind of group
The clan won’t be missing out too bad
If a pawn or queen, or whatever I am, skips out
And they were getting high on the deck outside
While I rode and I rode and I rode out my time
I’m used to it by now
Don’t feel bad, I’ll figure it out
I’ll figure out
Life doesn’t feel bleak to me
It would be without family
You know that our souls could touch
I wouldn’t worry about me too much
I’m fine, I’m cosmic
I’m floating and drifting through the endless static
I am whole I am ready to pick up a fight
But I don’t want to fight at all
I’m preparing for a greater cause
I feel like my life is on pause and I’m running away from it
I only feel safe when I’m alone
I drown when I’m not on my own
For some reason I forget to breathe
I can’t say the things that I mean
So I take a deep breath
And I try my best not to forget
That things might be hard
But it does not mean the end
And the things that I do
Might seem strange to you
But you’ll figure it out, oh you’ll figure it out
You’ll figure it out
Centuries of existence on the road
Or it could have been three weeks
I wouldn’t really care at all
AH
Inspiration is all around me
I absorb all the orbs in my psyche
I drop through the jelly
I feel the drop in my belly
Don’t know where I am at all
And they were getting high on the deck outside
While I rode and I rode and I rode out my time
I’m used to it by now
Don’t feel bad, I’ll figure it out
I’ll figure out
We’ll figure it out
We’ll figure it out
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10. |
Haze
03:29
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Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
Well it starts for different reasons every time
Like an ugly number on the scale, a rejection or a rough night
But they all result in the same shift of mind
There’s only one way I try to make it right
Cause I’ve been eating a lot lately
Or I’ll starve for days
There’s no in between for me
It all turns into smoke and haze
And I wish that I could talk to you
But there’s nothing more to say
Besides I’m sorry and I love you
And I don’t want to be this way
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
Well the first day isn’t really all that bad
You might get a rumbling stomach
Or some shaky hands
But by day two the smell of food will drive you fucking mad
And on day three you could faint
When you try to stand
Cause I’ve been eating a lot lately
Or I’ll starve for days
There’s no in between for me
It all turns into smoke and haze
And I wish that I could talk to you
But there’s nothing more to say
Besides I’m sorry and I love you
And I don’t want to be this way
Let me tell you
I’ve been at both extremes
Things won’t get better
If you starve or overeat
The only way out is
To get the help you need
If you need someone
You can always count on me
If you’ve been eating a lot lately
Or you’ve starved for days
There is help that’s waiting for you
I know you can escape this haze
You don’t have to try and find the words
If you don’t know what to say
Just know you’re strong and that I love you
And you’re gonna be okay
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh
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11. |
Minutes
05:36
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I catch myself tearing up
Surrounded by family I just met
At your wake at Shepherd’s today
Golden doors open up in Kingston
Bouncing from photo to photo
Walking 'round the room
I’m the only one here in motion
I see images of you and I
And I’m staring at the slideshow
And I smell the mint and flowers
A little bit of formaldehyde
I feel like I’ve been here my whole life
And it’s only been minutes
Since I stepped inside this dimension
And the ground is so heavy, oh
It’s so thick and so heavy
And I finally turned to see
The casket I knew would be open
And I feel like you’re miles away
Amidst the silent commotion
And I’m staring at the slideshow
And I smell the mint and flowers
A little bit of formaldehyde
I feel like I’ve been here my whole life
Vela’s juice bar where you used to take me
Where we, we used to eat
Protein bowl was always your favorite
Talking about how bad you need the energy
Well I bet God answered your prayers
I bet you’re building chimneys in heaven
Oh your face don’t look like you anymore
And I’ll never see that you again
Oh, never again
And I’m staring at the slideshow
And I smell the mint and flowers
A little bit of formaldehyde
I feel like I’ve been here my whole life
I feel like I’ve been here my whole life
I feel like I’ve been here my whole life
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12. |
Nothing
01:27
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13. |
Everything
05:42
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Everything around me
Everything around me
Everything around me never stays the same
Everything changes
Everything changes
Everything changes, it’s simple and it’s plain
Nobody knows me
But they know my history
Nobody knows the me that I am today
Cause there are plenty of places my friends need to be
Like heaven and hell and show and tell, no
Work, class, the house, or with their lovers
I wish we could talk and love one another more than we do
To expand on that
I don’t know where I’m at
So how could anyone else keep in touch
I do know a few
Who know what I’ve been through
And a lot of them aren’t here today
But a lot of people leave
A lot of people leave
A lot of people aren’t here anymore
Cause there are plenty of places my friends need to be
Like heaven and hell and show and tell, no
Work, class, the house, or with their lovers
I wish we could talk and love one another more than we do
It’s a hell all on its own
That’s why I wish to roam
Far away from here because
The heart is where is home
And I think about Kareen, Skip and Harry
Nana Taylor would be proud of us
So would Joseph
From Highland to Beach St.
From Boston to New Hampshire
I’d imagine there’s no bounds for pride
NO
And the ghosts inside the walls, they always call
I can’t take the silence most of the time
So if I call you in the morning, without warning
I am sorry, it just means that I love you
(2x)
And there are plenty of places my friends need to be
Like heaven and hell and show and tell, no
Work, class, the house, or with their lovers
I wish we could talk and love one another more than we do
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