1. |
When Do I Come In??
02:13
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HA HA HA HA HA
I’ve been up all night
Coughing up my blood
Now its tasting light
Thin and thick like mud
Through a storm its boring
All this pain I’ve stored
Its leaking through my pores
the rain wont stop no more
A ghostly moan
An empty throne
Watch you go home
I need more
Cut your phone cord
Trust me for
Dial tone
If you...came to...
Got to...pay to...
Feel good pay to feel good
Come and wear these shoes and say it feels “okay”
Play and play and play
These shoes will likely break
Take it take it till it makes your brain bloodstained
On and on and on
Waiting for a chance
Now its in my hand
Here my feet will plant
I’ve been walking round
Searching to no end
When is it my turn
When do I come in
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2. |
Wristguards
02:52
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This time its gonna be different
I’ve got
wristguards
This time I’m gonna listen
She’s got
Wristguards
She’s got wristguards
on her arms you see
icy rivers
crossing arteries
I’ve got wristguards
black accessory
she sees bridges
over under me
if only i was immune to pain
ch-ch-ch-chatter a useless game
laughter hysteric in circles again
mental dysmorphic a permanent stay
THIS TIME
ITS GONNA BE DIFFERENT
IVE GOT WRISTGAURDS
THIS TIME
IM GONNA LISTEN
HES GOT WRISTGAURDS
if only i was immune to pain
ch-ch-ch-chatter a useless game
laughter hysteric in circles again
mental dysmorphic a permanent state
breaking off cemented ideologies
plastic personality keep your beat
mister, mister, pissed off a wrist slitter
insisting systematic blood thinners
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3. |
Kamishibari
02:05
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the sad thing about depression is
you cant squeeze emptiness out
the first part about this lesson is the more that you stress out loud
the sad thing about messing around
breaking off pieces of sanity
you’re feeling pain or plain
complain for the sake of vanity
the sad thing about depression is you cant squeeze emptiness out
the next part about this lesson, please shut your fucking mouth
the worst part about stoicism
feeling like you’re anonymous
standing tall and manage
i said it i said it that ill man up promise
KAMISHIBARI
KAMISHIBARI
the sad thing about depression is
the emptiness you fill up
is artificiality fashioned
so you just cant get enough
the last thing about suppressing your thoughts
peeling off layers of consciousness
you get to hit rock bottom
YOU’RE FEELING YOUR PAIN BITCH YOU WANTED THIS
KAMISHIBARI
KAMISHIBARI
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4. |
Noend
03:45
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I’ll have you know, I’m sick to no end
I’ll just don’t get it it I’m just no friend
No boy, no girl no message sent
No smiles no laughs, they’re ingenuine
I stare from the back and I take it all in
I act and regret go spazz the whole kin
I sit and I watch from the depths from within
Oh how’d you know I’m sick to no end
Oh how’d you know?
I’m sick to no end
Yet it continues and i still find my minds hell
I’ll stay here alone, figure it out all by myself
Three daggers in and I’m still waiting to yell
Cause I’m a poison, dissolve in your wells
Oh theres no end but there’s a point where my will
can spew out reasons, defantasize sales
Oh how’d you know that I’m just shaking to kill
Oh didn’t you know, i already failed
Oh how’d you know?
I’m sick to no end
Yeah it continues and I’m still in my minds hell
Wish i was with you cause I’m talkinNO END
I’ll have you know, I’m sick to no end
I’ll just don’t get it it I’m just no friend
No boy, no girl no message sent
No smiles no laughs, they’re ingenuine
I stare from the back and I take it all in
I act and regret go spazz the whole kin
I sit and I watch from the depths from within
Oh how’d you know I’m sick to no end
Oh how’d you know?
I’m sick to no end
Yet it continues and i still find my minds hell
I’ll stay here alone, figure it out all by myself
Three daggers in and I’m still waiting to yell
Cause I’m a poison, dissolve in your wells
Oh theres no end but there’s a point where my will
can spew out reasons, defantasize sales
Oh how’d you know that I’m just shaking to kill
Oh didn’t you know, i already failed
Oh how’d you know?
I’m sick to no end
Yeah it continues and I’m still in my minds hell
Wish i was with you cause I’m talking to myselfg to myself
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5. |
Rotten To The Core
00:59
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off my fucking face implore
the muddled deeps sick little chore
intense it tempts my fickle soul
it takes account a weakened core
a demon swims inside i bleed
to lose my sight i fucking plead
i stop and stare at my own face
a member of the human race
rotten rotten rotten rotten rotten rotten rotten rotten right to the core
hellcat 2 horned settle in sheer cold
ink black mood born metallic fear sold
aero steroid choking on downers
make your heroin addict cower
wheres my wheres my infinite power
mellow in town her cities ours
sour sour bet it tastes real nice right
brain split rotten watching 3 mice fight like
rotten rotten rotten rotten rotten rotten rotten rotten right to the core
Human beings stained with pain
You think you’re gonna win when you play the game?
Let them walk around stomp my back
Don’t you think the mind might crack
Feel it surging through your blood
Gain momentum through the mud
Aim for the head and shoot to kill bitch
When you let that arm out HiT IT
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6. |
Motel Corridor
02:49
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Motel corridor
A dip on a whim
The lights are dull
the paint is thin
At the end of the Hall
He blew me a kiss
I saw my reaper
He asked how you been
You know damn well how I’ve been
coughing up my blood since
i saw your name on my skin
I don’t know what you been told
I am not your motel whore
my wills up here take some more
Yeah Take....
Clutch that bony throat
Yank its hairs towards
My sick circus show
Thrust my kick forwards
jerking off to
pelvic shatter bone
.mp4
in a motel corridor
I don’t know what you’ve been told
I am not your motel whore
my wills down here take my load
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7. |
Six Confessions
02:28
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What happened to you?
Another girl you fawned over but didn’t like
You exercised affection
But felt empty inside
Since i heard your name
Nowhere feels right until my eyes see your face
Remember the days where all of time and space
had pointed directly at your grace
I didn’t really love you
I miss you so much
I never really cared
I cant sleep without your touch
You cant hurt me
‘cause the nerve endings aint there
How could you do this
Another heart ripped right out of their chest
Undivided attention
Deceleration halting to a rest
I cried the other night
I can never gaze up on your eyes
My sick confession
Thought it was love but no, you’re absolutely right
I didn’t really love you
I miss you so much
I never really cared
I cant sleep without your touch
You cant hurt me
‘cause the nerve endings aint there
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8. |
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ITS GONNA BE
DON’T NEED ANYBODY
NO FUN ONLY ONE
ITS JUST MY FACE IN A DIM LIT ROOM
HANDGUN HAS THE SUN
PRESSED SHIT INTO SOMBER GLOOM
JOY SOUGHT BOY FOUGHT
CANT FEEL ANYTHING
BUT A SONICBOOM
HUMBLY COME AND GO
MOVE IT MANIC MODE
STAY HERE SHRUG IT OFF
WHAT A SPLENDID HOME
WINDOWS SHUT AND WALLED
SHUT AND WALLED
I RIP THROUGH
CONTINUE
A POISON BARB ARMADA
I STICK MY
KNIFE IT DRIPS
COME HARD COME HARDER
THEY FLY IN
THE ARROWS
FROM FARTHER AND FARTHER
I FLICK MY VEINS OFF BITCH IT CRUSHES FLIES AND ACTS LIKE ARMOR
BREAK IT BREAK IT BREAK IT
I HAD THE GREATEST TIME I HATE IT
AND I TRADE IT TRADE IT TRADED IT FOR A JOB AND A REASON FOR
I THINK MY TIME IS UP
YOU BEG TO STOP
MY TIES IVE CUT
I KILLED IT OFF
I THINK A LOT
MY BRAIN HAS ROT
IM OFF THE TOP
YOU’RE AT THE TOP OF A
SPIRAL STAIRCASE GROWS WITH EVERY STEP
FOR YOUR JUDGEMENT
I WILL STRETCH MY LEGS
MOMENTARY SLIPS OF CONSCIOUSNESS
I CAN FEEL MY BREATH
EVERY TIME I TALK IT STINKS OF THE
MISTAKES IVE MADE
ENDLESS ARROWS FLYING FARTHER AND FARTHER I LET MY GAURD DOWN
STRESS
IT JUSTS GETS HARDER AND HARDER
TAKE IT TAKE IT TAKE IT
ALL OF MY FINITE CONVERSATIONS
CAUSE IM JADED AND IM FADING
ALONG WITH ALL MY TIME AND PATIENCE
I THINK YOUR TIME IS UP
WE BEGGED TO STOP
YOUR TIES ARE CUT
YOU KILLED US OFF
YOU SELFISH FUCK
YOUR BRAIN HAS ROT
STRAIGHT OFF THE TOP YOU’RE AT THE TOP OF A
SPIRAL STAIRCASE GROWS WITH EVERY STEP
FOR YOUR POWER YOU WILL STRETCH OUR BREATH
MOMENTARY SLIPS OF CONSCIOUSNESS
I CAN FEEL MY HANDS
EVERY TIME I CLENCH MY GRIP ITS CLOSER TO YOUR NECK
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9. |
Wash Your Hair
02:38
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You don wash your hair anymore you just pick your nose i know just laugh at me asshole you know that shit dont happen anymore not anymore . Ooooo when i kill you you know your blood will stixk to me like glue its so gross so gross 11 days it must have felt like a moment to reflect on our passed night the night we had in the park last evening this jolt of the past is fleeting when i kill you your blood will stick to me like glue its so gross so gross
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