1. |
compilation
04:03
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This is what I do
how I feel made into a product
this is what I really want said
this what I’m gonna say to you
Right now
I'm still wearing my daedric sweater
For better or for worse well never really better
or to the letter
I'll still be wearing the same old clothes
With or without you, who knows
With or without me too.
I don't want to say it so I won’t
I know you don't want me to say it so I won’t
A compilation of clarity never binds to define in my head
These piles of thoughts are what wish I could say
say to your face
My alchemic art from my
Daedra heart
Ooo
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2. |
holly memo
05:43
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You come around twice a year at most to this town that you once called your tomb
so two do i loom
tearing up family photos in my family's guest room
now on these hallowed grounds, when you come around
i'm a loser
and a user
floating slightly above the ground
i'm a loser
a loser
and it's not worth it to say I'm sorry
nothing really matters to me
An Amherst shirt as a cum rag stained from tracing the veins that line our hips.
Oh I pressed my lips to your ear and said,
“holly, I want you right now while I have you right here.”
Cuz when you’re not around
and i'm on the bound
im a loser
handcuffed in my mourning cell
like a loser
an abuser
and it's not worth it to say i'm sorry
Holly
nothing really matters to me
Holly
Everything Means Nothing to Me
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3. |
sympathy choke memo
01:36
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At the fork in the road I take a mouth full of dirt
I want to see it all tho I’m so 'fraid of this earth
So I’ve been waiting outside waitin 4 a tug on the shirt
Stretch out the fabric like you gotta have it
Pick me up pick up truck
I'm wrapped in plastic
Watching from my kitchen window
I wanna feel the dirt on my cheeks
Will you let me be on the football team?
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4. |
perks blvd
06:36
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Perks Boulevard
Last night, I dreamt, Smokey the bear
quit his job like he didn’t even care
He just chuckled chucking sticks at his funeral pyre
saying no one will prevent this wild fire
As the flames flew forth from my front yard,
I saw my brother’s car back on the boulevard
And I hate to say it but I think it’s fate
This burning out in New York State
Sweetly and slow the maples sway
As the ATVs all sound away
As I’m bored on
As She says Collin You are not your sadness
Yeah she’s been busy in the city working public health
Now she gets home and has to worry I don’t care for myself
At the pity party, I’m sleeping on the couch
Living with my partner in my parents house
tonight I’ll see Smokey the bear
He’ll ash his spliff on a stump and I won’t even care
Cuz no matter what I’ll wake up sweating, prolly out of breath
And when I get to work I’ll already be upset
Cuz I’m like a zombie, my rotting body’s so slow to act with
Set off defensives, feral and Fit to attack
a gnawing hunger that’s humming under,
I’m seeing stars then
Waking up at my desk from Perks Boulevard
Sweetly and slow, her hips will sway
In the night silver light her skin shines grey
As we hold the wall to cut the squeaking out
Sleeping with my partner in my parents’ house
28 at home, Sammie I feel your pain
To believe the lie so you can act the same
At the pity party, you’re sleeping on the couch
living with your partner in his parents house
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5. |
1,000
02:50
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1000
I make my mom cry, She knows that I lie
Wipe the slate clean, That’s not what I mean
The men that we’d watch get high in the park,
don’t talk about much they do drugs in the dark.
You made my mom cry, She knows that you died
Wipe the slate clean, That’s not what I mean
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6. |
welsh commons
06:50
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Solitude I
In solitude
I think of you
Across the lawn
dark brown eyes
I always ask if you feel impermanent,
But I-i-i
never know why-y-y-y
I always feel like you’re gonna lie.
You talk your Shit like it’s the first time you’ve been in love.
“Tell me you fold, tell me it’s easy,
Hold me I’m cold, hold me it’s freezing.”
Freezing
Under wet chalk, we talk, now shocked by the clock we hide inside.
You know just what to say when you don’t look at me in the eyes
I don’t ask enough questions.
But I have found it helps me sound profound.
I talk my shit like it’s the first time I’ve been in love
Tell me again in case I forgot
I love you I love you I love
Tell me again in case I forgot
I love you I love you I love
Tell me you fold tell me it’s easy
Hold me, I’m cold, hold me it’s freezing.
It’s freezing
And we’re out of money
I love you
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