1. |
|
|||
2. |
Morning Sickness
02:14
|
|
||
Well he always asked why,
What was worse
My bed
Or what you were prescribed
Well I’ll spin
Into the ground
And i’ll sing about nuclear fallout
With your head in the sand
Cuz you’re not used to losing things
And if you tell yourself you’ll be fine
Will it work this time?
Are you still avoiding me?
Are you still avoiding me?
Are you still avoiding me?
Are you still avoiding me?
Across from my shell I expelled
And I covered my mouth
Across my shell I expelled
The tension right before we break
When you told me to behave
And now you want to clear the air?
Well this was never going anywhere
Well you’ll be fine
You’ll be fine
Trust me it will work this time, you’ll be fine
You’ll be fine, and I’ll be
|
||||
3. |
Underwater
04:31
|
|
||
I know how to breathe underwater
I know how to make blades from broken mirrors
I'm not some dying anecdote, decrepit bait in the sheets, no
or a scene on repeat
Well i'm not some dying anecdote, or a quiet apology
I'm not some dying anecdote
Well I was your dream, but you turned me into rain
Your reactions led astray
No revelation
Exhaled wisdom on display
You turned me into rain
On a cycle of decay
You turned me into rain
But I know how to breathe underwater
I learned how to make blades from broken mirrors
I felt like a dying anecdote, a crooked fate wasting away
with the sanctions in waves
but I'm not some dying anecdote, or a corpse in the water
I'm not some dying anecdote,
I'm not some dying anecdote
You turned me into rain
I couldn't feign compliance
Well I ran the explanation through a castle choking its way out
Your sordid truth, your mournful speeches
Well I had to claw my way out, to expel
Your bat at my knees,
I spent half a decade
Acting like your fucking seed, on repeat, that cycle, a cycle on repeat
|
||||
4. |
Wide Awake
03:15
|
|
||
Wake up
Go to work
Eat, sleep, dream
Repeat, repeat, repeat
Instead lay on a bed
Of nails
There is no how, there's only now
Every worry
Moves this body
To breathe, to breathe, to breathe
Instead hold my breath
Thought I was sleeping
But I'm wide awake
Your God came to me
And he said to me
I can’t see, I can’t see, I can’t see, I can’t see
There is no how
There’s only now
|
||||
5. |
After the Drive-In
02:43
|
|
||
When she went home,
I know I should have tried a little more
But I’m half-in, half-out
It’s a front
Well my skin is so thin
I can’t be leaned on
There might have been
A point in time at a point in time
But you can’t walk backwards when you’re behind
A point in time, at a point in time
Well a point in time, well a point
What’s the point?
You vilify
And undermine my plan that never works out
Well I can’t live half-in, half-out
And I’ll ebb and go
I’ll ebb and go, ebb and go, ebb and go
Well I’m losing capital
And he’s gaining on me
Sorry,
Your assembly confused
I’ve tried to say what I want to say to you
But nothing comes out right
Because nothing I think is true
This ain’t my God
This ain’t my God
This ain’t my God
This ain’t my God
This ain’t my God
This ain’t my God
This ain’t my God
This ain’t my God
|
||||
6. |
Wildcard
01:48
|
|
||
Well I think so
For the first time I saw myself looking in and out, in and out, back and forth between the two
Who knows?
Well I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned this before
But during all of our asymmetrical fucks, my thoughts were always there
Stem accumulation
Quarterized compartmentalization
A weighted choice, cyclical self-doubt
Capricious comparison
A haunted field in the body of a clock
Doomed against a wall
And with a few
How will it grow with one half-wilted and the other half alive
Well it’s kind of a struggle just to keep them at bay the past few days
The goal is to always have a great, great, great day
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Great Weights, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp