1. |
half-full
03:56
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I found a penny in my pocket
But it wasn’t heads up
I break backs and mirrors
I could use some bad luck
Step on cracks
I’m fearless
Guess I’m just that good
You’d bet you better believe it
I could fill an arena
Half-full
But you assholes won’t let me have it
I’m gold in the passenger seat in some traffic
I’m bored, I’m a boring person
Sit in front of television
Listen to what they’re telling me
Believe every word
I’m gullible
I’ll take your word for it
Keep me running like a faucet
Take some time to warm up
I’m old pipes
The pressure’s building up
It’s too much
I don’t like this feeling
I don’t like this feeling
I don’t like this feeling
I don’t like this feeling
At all, blackball
All my little thoughts
Snowball, take over
I’m just riding along
Like, “I’m wrong
I’m the asshole who can’t have any fun
I’m dumb
I’m just acting like I want to belong”
I’m gullible
I’ll take your word for it
I’m gullible
I’ll take your word for it
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2. |
pickpocket
03:40
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Gotta find a way to explain
Without sounding cliche
That I'm the one that I hate
That I'm the one I wish the sun would cause to disintegrate
Think I'm a little too late to be playing this game
Without knowing the rules.
Oh I'm gonna lose.
I think I'm gonna lose my last dollar
To an orange tip revolver
To a pickpocket
Unconcerned with my wallet
And I'll quit talking
And ignore all the karma
That I still don't get
Wanna die like a lawyer
Leave my kids something
I spend
Way too much time
Thinking
Bout' all the ways I'm
Sleeping
I'm wasting my life
Dreaming dreams I can't remember
It's all bullshit
You got motives for sending your well wishes
Bet you'll use me up
Forget me like I'm chapstick
Hope my lip splits and I hemorrhage
Like an oil spill
Hope it feels good to be right
Hope it feels good
Hope it feels good to be right
I hope it feels good
Hope it feels good to be right
Hope it feels good
Hope it feels good to be right
I hope it feels good
Hope it feels good
Bet I'm buried in my sleep
In an unmarked grave
Bet I'm dying alone
With a smile on my face
It's the end of the world
and I couldn't care less
Probably do what I'm told
By the idiots
I bet that I'll deserve
Everything that I get
Bet I'll try to pick a fight
With my dying breathe
Hope it feels good to be right
Hope it feels good to be right
Hope it feels good to be right
Hope it feels good
It's all bullshit
You got motive for sending your well wishes
Bet you'll use me up
Forget me like I'm chapstick
Hope my lip splits and I hemorrhage
Like an oil spill
Hope it feels good to be right
Hope it feels good
Hope it feels good to be right
I hope it feels good
Hope it feels good to be right
Hope it feels good
Hope it feels good to be right
I hope it feels good
Hope it feels good
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3. |
nonamebbgirl
03:54
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I’ve got gold on my neck
Cuz I like the way it pulls out my hairs
And the way it puffs my chest up
Bite me like a bedbug
Then turn and close your eyes
While I’m restless
Waiting for tomorrow
I hope it does not come
I wish I was someone you didn’t trust
I wish you wouldn’t love me so much
Because I’m nobody.
Full stop.
Pawnshop, punchline
Ain’t no sunshine till I’m gone
Landmines! Tread light
Everyone I know is dying
Pull plugs/cut ties
Minds fried/blown
Sometimes some lives really roll easy, easy
I’m okay
You don’t have to say anything
Nevermind
I just changed my mind
Stay inside
Set the house on fire
I’m okay
You don’t have to say anything
Nevermind
I just changed my mind
Stay inside
Set the house on fire
I’ve got gold on my neck
Cuz I like the way it buys me respect
And the lies it fills my head with
Shining like a diamond
Like I am not a prince
I’m king lion
Hiding like a housecat
My britches are too big
I’m okay
You don’t have to say anything
Nevermind
I just changed my mind
Stay inside
Set the house on fire
I’m okay
You don’t have to say anything
Nevermind
I just changed my mind
Stay inside
Set the house on fire
Have no fun
Watch the days fly by
Super soaker
In a real gun fight
You’re a roller coaster
I’m a stop sign
When you’re almost closer
I fall behind
But I’ll be fine
Cuz
I’m okay
You don’t have to say anything
Nevermind
I just changed my mind
Stay inside
Set the house on fire
Have no fun
Watch the days fly by
Super soaker
In a real gun fight
You’re a roller coaster
I’m a stop sign
When you’re almost closer
I fall behind
But I’ll be fine
Cuz I'm okay
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4. |
why not?
01:18
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Trade my
Thoughts for a penny
Any day
They don’t feel safe
In this bank
Made my bed
I do not feel any different
Waste of space
Wake up late
Afraid that
I’m my only competition
Narcissistic interests
Keep me from submitting
My name
To the sea
Where all those fish are swimming
I can’t tell what’s fake
I’ll always take the bait and
Pretend it’s real
Guess I’m a true believer
I can’t tell what’s fake
I’ll always take the bait
Brand-new jewelry
A hook right through my cheek
I can’t tell what’s fake
I’ll always take the bait
*audio clip*
: I know that kid, he’s not gonna do shit
- why not?
: because he’s a fucking pussy that’s why.
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5. |
something pretty
03:56
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UP AND DOWN
on my luck
but how
at the same time
remembering
all the things my parents taught me right
smiling when my cards declined
knowing everything’s alright
without money or status
floor for a mattress
try as i might
with my hands open wide
begging strangers for change
from their pockets in transit
follow their eyes to remind me i’m grounded
i’ll take what you can give me
survive off of pity
working for free ain’t so bad
when you’re working on something you love and
you make something pretty
You’ll have to forgive me
I know that I can’t
still i’ve been doing fine
see the sunrise every night
yeah i’ve been doing fine
yeah i’ve been doing fine
see the sunrise every night
yeah i find silver linings in denial
a lying smile is still a smile and
i’m okay
smell like a casino
in a room full of people
each one a saint and a boy scouted eagle
each one afraid you’ll turn out like a sequel
“another one down, giving up all his freedoms”
i’m no one
i’m no fun
i’m broken
i’m bleeding
choking on nothing
i’m faithless but leaping
business meet business people at meetings
casual friends exist sometimes on weekends
i got room for friends
just don’t know where to meet em
got room for growth
heard you grow more while sleeping
do what i’m told but i’ll make you repeat it
don’t know why i’m leaving
hope you understand
that i’ve been doing fine
see the sunrise every night
yeah i’ve been doing fine
see the sunrise every night
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6. |
buzzkill bummer
03:02
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I got the note that you left on my windshield
Thought it was a ticket
Didn't read it cause I been scared
Acting like a Simpson, I don't care about Springfield
Got my inhibitions listed
95 theses, repeat
See, it don't feel like summer
Overcast and i'm sad
cause you said I should lose your number
and I ain't no runner
Marathon, I'm a side ache shin splint past tense regret
buzzkill bummer
Chase a carrot on a stick
one you know you'll never get
take me to the other side
where grass is green and trees fall amplified
and I can finally get some sleep at night
and I don't have to try and you wont be dissatisfied
with all my lies and everything I look like
and no such thing as goodbyes
and I don't have to act nice.
I found your little red notebook
tucked between my dirty clothes
and packages I haven't opened
read it like your diary
it was just a list of plans and goals
a bunch of stuff you never told me
probably thought it'd be too boring
probably thought I'd make a joke at your expense
and disrespect the picket fence
you always hoped would border all your picture perfect sunsets
and listening to common sense
has only led me to regret
think something's broken in my head
cause everything is telling me I should
but I don't love you yet
don't know why you did or ever would
cause I'm a scrub at best
know my intuitions getting smaller
sinking underwater
and I'm drowning
I can doggy paddle
for a little
that's about it
It don't feel like summer
Overcast and I'm sad
Cause you said I should lose your number
and I ain't no runner
Marathon I'm a side ache shin splint past tense regret
It don't feel like summer
Overcast and I'm sad
Cause you said I should lose your number
and I ain't no runner
Marathon I'm a side ache shin splint past tense regret
buzzkill bummer
Genghis Khan in a red hood
baked goods
Big Bad Wolf
But I ain't no sucker
Still half-full cause I'm scared of the suburbs
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7. |
whoops
02:22
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Break my hand hit a wall
Waterfalls drop less than your eyelids
I’m an island and a rock and a hard place
Quit your mining for a diamond
I’m the rough
Every crutch will break if you try it
Every plate can only take so much weight
Even land, it tends to slide and
I’m not lying
Check my wallet
You’re the only reason I’m smiling
Coulda called it if I wanted
To rip the silver out from my linings
Wish I spotted all my problems
Before I knew that they’d be defining
I shoulda told you how hard I tried
To be what you wanted all of the time
But hey
Oh no
I was sitting calm
In the palm of the left hand of god(the fraud)
I hope I fall off
I’m not what you thought I was at all
You’re wrong
I made the call and ripped my heart out
Was it really that bad?
Did you mean the things you said to me or them?
Was it all in my head?
My memory is mist and gaslit dim
I’m the cat pulling threads
That hold piano chandeliers placed overhead
That keep his world from caving in
But it keeps him in the mean world he’s in
Might not believe it but I hope dreamboy exists
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8. |
i'm a rug
03:23
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I’d do anything for you
Anything for you
I’d do anything for you
Anything for you
I’d do anything for you
Anything for you
I’d do anything for you
But I’d do anything for anyone
I’m a rug
Wipe your feet
Give me and then take away
All your love
Fall asleep
Leave me on the line
I’ll stay
Patiently
Hooks been sunk deep
Just a fish in the sea
I’m no dog, I’m a bitch
Stuck on a leash
I’d do anything for you
Anything for you
I’d do anything for you
Anything for you
I’d do anything for you
Anything for you
I’d do anything for you
I keep forgetting that I’m number one
Supposed to catch my breath before I get you any oxygen
I could use a hand to hold that’s not my own
Love is on loan
Guess I’ll have to wait to fill the bank
Until I’m paid in full
Patience like a prison
I’ve been here before
I’d do anything for you
Anything for you
I’d do anything for you
Anything for you
I’d do anything for you
Anything for you
I’d do anything for you
Who knew?
You could make a prison of your own room
You could hold it in but it’ll break through
You could break the skin on your costume
That’s all?
Scared I was a camel grasping at straws
Started to unweave my opinions
Started to believe in the applause
Willingly walk into a police station
Talk to the man waiting for his number to be called
Like a deli
Well he
Tells you bout his fall from grace
And how life failed him every way
You tell him that you fell the same
You fell the same
You fell the same
I was a prince not a peasant
When they told me to run
Beat down and bayonetted
Till my kingdom was gone
My whole life flashed before me
On the the ticker tape
It was long, I was bored
I guess I’m feeling my age
I’d do anything for you
Anything for you (repeated)
Now I hate how I look
So I don’t
Like a page in a book
I could turn on you
I hate how I look now
So I don’t
Like a page in a book
I could turn you on
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9. |
dirty duds
02:45
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I'm biting keratin
My fingers hold the keys to the vault
I found a therapist
He laughed and told me its all your fault
The good samaritan
I pay him just to stare at a clock and tell me to stop
And reinforce my arrogance
Been getting very very very very good at doing nothing
On the weekends I can pretend I am all that I need
Still I can barely hold my head up
I just play dumb like a doorknob
I know I don't trust my own thoughts
I know they don't trust me
And now I miss you more than ever
But maybe I'm just misremembering
You used to think it'd last forever
I used to say "I'm fine" while quietly dying
Won't fall again
I know the tricks
I pulled myself off the crucifix
It's just as well if you were through with it
I'm still in love
It don't make no sense to me
I thought I...
I thought I was...
Your dream boy
Your dream boy (I don't wanna but I gotta let you go)
I thought I...
I thought I was...
Your dream boy
Your dream boy
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10. |
oof
01:47
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Oof
What’d she say?
It’s too late
She forgot my name
She thought she was talking to him
Truth escaped way of system glitch
A tongue that slipped
Oof
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11. |
lay low
03:32
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I go where the wind blows
Oh no
There’s bars on my window
Stay home
I don’t know what for
Door closed
Rearranging it won’t change anything
It’s still yours
Minus the fish I flushed
That you gave my name
Now I don’t feel the same
Now I don’t have a name
Lay low
Hide the stilt in my halo
If you tilt at an angle
I could be your angel
If you squint your eyes
I don’t belive ya (x6)
I know what you’ll say
And it won’t make it better
It won’t change a thing
I’m words inside a letter
Let go
Watch it slip if I’m able
Pissing on the table
Fishing for some danger
I can’t seem to find
I’m not your keeper (x6)
Guess I lost my job
Now I’m the understudy
Learn my lines
Show up
Perform if he’s unlucky
Trust in god?
But god made me
So she must not really know what it is
That she’s doing either
Leap frog
I’ll just follow her lead
On my knees
Hot dog!
Please, could you make it easy?
Keep me in your drawer
Press me like a flower
However you’d prefer
To have me be remembered
Keep me in your drawer
Press me like a flower
However you’d prefer
To have me remembered
And I’ll just
Trust in god
But god made me
So she must not really know what it is
That she’s doing either
Leap frog
I’ll just follow her lead
On my knees
Hot dog!
Please, could you make it easy?
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12. |
uh-oh
03:06
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I was sitting in the palm
Of the left hand of god
I was praying to myself
It would fall off
Looking down from the top
I can’t see any flaws
Everywhere I wanna be
Is everywhere that I’m not
Uh-oh
I must be doing it wrong
Uh-oh
I must be doing it wrong
You said
It’s not enough
Gave me all of your love
Take the words from my tongue
And twist em
When there’s no wind in your sails
Or if your day’s going well
I’m always salt your the snail
I hurt you
I don’t fit into your frame
Lately I’ve been a stranger
No matter how much I change
I still fall under
Uh-oh
I must be doing it wrong
Uh-oh
I must be doing it wrong
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13. |
birchwood
03:50
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Sit on the porch
Hear the birds speak
Greet me
I’m the gatekeeper
Just a wave to the neighbors
Extra on the street
I’m the deadbeat
Watch me like a bad movie
You already know the ending
I put your letters to the side
Just out of sight
I keep a screen on
Only friend of mine
Behind closed doors
I implode
Another episode
I’m playing possum till I die
I could waste two lives
My fingers slipping through my mind
Oh no what a way to go
Oh well
And time wont ever tell
Well so it goes
So it goes
We tried but we’re still alone
They lied in your horoscope
It’s all a joke
So no, the stars don’t know what the future holds
So it goes
I’ll find a new weight to put on my shoulders
It doesn’t matter how hard the walls try
When every nights another party right outside my door
I’m alone!
And I’m a microphone
I’ll live forever; petrified
Under big blue sky
I don’t have much to hide behind
My lies are true bout half the time
So who knows?
Maybe it’s all for show
(baby I’ll turn to stone)
Finally got all my space
Can’t keep a smile on my face
I brace for lies like they’re punches
Can’t help but go over budget
Me and my white knuckle grudges
Won’t budge or buckle from weight
I fell in love and I’m stuck in this headspace
I’m giving up couldn’t stand another first date
Stay in your lane we don’t need another hero
A rattlesnake I shoulda known from the get go
This is not petco
I am not jesus christ
I don’t have the holes
And I’m not as nice
I can’t make you whole
I’m empty inside
I’m no miracle worker
I’m a 9-5
I’m no miracle worker
I am bad advice
So idolize me
Well so it goes
So it goes
We tried but we’re still alone
They lied in your horoscope
It’s all a joke
So no, the stars don’t know what the future holds
So it goes
I’ll find a new weight to put on my shoulders
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