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Sell Your Soul
02:15
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did you sell your soul to rock 'n’ roll
and get nothing in return?
did you pay your debts in cigarettes
oh, you love to watch them burn
did you balance your insanity
tightrope of mediocrity
and pharmacopeia to kill the pain
you love to cross those bridges
that you’ve burned so many times
firmly believing your own bullshit
nursery rhymes
here’s to wishing you
so many unhappy returns
oh I’m wishing you
so many unhappy returns
did you ever make it back to find
a place to call your own
did they greet you there with open arms
or a pitchfork through your heart
infinity’s just a figure eight
through that bitter minefields’ shrapnel feast
and severed limbs reveal your legacy
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Amnesiatic
01:33
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all the things that I forget to say
amnesiatic in the worst way
what’s her name again, what did she say
something slapped my brain
it’ll never be the same again
absentmindedness, it’s true
the bad ones, though, they stick with you
and if you never let them out
you will never see the light
that’s lost inside of you
all the things that I forget to do
forget-me-not, am I in love with you?
what’s the road that I forgot to take
something slapped my brain
it’ll never be the same again
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3. |
Rescue, Rescue
01:17
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rescue, rescue, I’m on my own
stuck under the rubble
with no telephone
someone pick me up
don’t wanna stay like this
or take me back in time
to an ignorant bliss
I never wanted to find another way out
you’ve been acting paranoid and suicidal
you can take it, you can just leave it
either way you better fucking mean it
rescue, rescue am I dead?
lying in a coffin
shaped like my bed
black out all my thoughts
just make me numb
or scratch out both my eyes,
pull out my tongue
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4. |
Take Me Away
00:56
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take me away, take me away
cause I don’t want no part
of this emotionally challenged twelve-year-old
trapped in the body of a man
how did we end up with a failed business man
with a finger on the doomsday vibe?
you’re hardly even qualified
to pull your own head out of your ass today
take me away
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5. |
Cemetery Business Model
02:12
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is anyone out there?
can anyone here me?
show me some proof that you’re there
not just some bullshit
miracles written about
2,000 years ago
when you die you’ll find
that there’s really nothing there
except the memories
of those people who once cared
are you scared?
now I’m not saying
you shouldn’t believe
if it gives you some comfort that’s swell
I’m only saying
this isn’t for me
cause I don’t believe in fairy tales
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Honestly, I’m Tired
01:35
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throw me out with the bathwater
I’m losing all my skin
been here too long and my escape hatch
is locked down from the outside
honestly, I’m tired of playing pretend
I think that it’s time we’re pronounced dead
I’m alive for the first time
but barely, it seems, my dear
crawling away from the landslide
that buried me up to here
honestly, I’m tired of playing pretend
I think that it’s time we’re pronounced
they come alive with the slightest of spark
indifference to the damage that ensues all along
how am I supposed to pretend
that I’m not crumbling apart?
they say you just carry on
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7. |
Green and Yellow Wires
02:25
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so she lives inside your mind
and you’re desperate to find
a simple cure for this disease
yet your hearts are intertwined
now you’re trying to locate
your diagonal cutters
around the green and yellow wires
to diffuse yourself in time
but she won’t let you off that easy
silly kid, are you fucking crazy?
how she’s moving on, yet content
to keep the leash so tight
try as you might
it’s no good at all my friend
so you’ll scrape the ocean floor
searching for the evidence
of a grandiose design
that will put your little mind
inside a safely sealed bubble
with your heart floating in tow
but you’d best capitulate
as she leaves you far behind
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8. |
Boil Through
02:36
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they say that life is short
and, if so, why’d it take so long
to finally find something worth dying for?
tried my hand again
looks like I’m lucky on this roll
rolling thunder, roll that cloud away
from me for good
oh, I’m ready when
the needle pierces through
dominate my soul
get under my skin
boil through my blood
and let your medicine begin
to tear right through my heart
coursing through my veins
floating me high until I see you again
one or two a.m.
your apparition on my lawn
when dying feels impossible to do
set me up with your IVs
to get me through ‘till dawn
passing out’s the only thing for me
right now, to do
oh, I’m ready when
the needle pierces through
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tired of apologizing every single day
tired of the things that bring me down
tired of excuses made in every single way
there’s nothing left to do or say
I’ll take everything I own
douse it in gasoline, oh, fire
let’s take everything we own
douse it in gasoline
and we’ll light up
tired of these plastic records
this four-chord six string
tired of these notes that I can’t sing
tired of being twenty-something
past twenty-something
couple decades passed, irrelevant
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10. |
Cover of Moonlight
02:04
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they kissed under cover of moonlight
I stumbled drunk into the night
a traitor’s bloody knife
so cleverly disguised behind her back
they kissed under cover of moonlight
I screeched the turns into the night
a burning revelation
distracted by a suicidal
first responders turned me over
black and blue and red all over
your undiscovered secret lovers
kept you clean and beautiful until
you threw it all away
they kissed under cover of moonlight
a traitor’s bloody knife
so cleverly disguised behind her back
they kissed under cover of moonlight
a burning revelation
distracted by a suicidal’s knife
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11. |
Schadenfreude
01:58
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happy monday, hope you’re lonely
and it’s fucking gray
hope you have a work week filled with
disaster and dismay
empty gas tank, empty wallet
no clean shirts, which stain should you put on?
and I hope you’re still unhappy
that would make my day
as you’re parked there on the freeway
cycling through one thousand regrets
don’t you know that would make my
happy monday, see you next never
hope you’ve lost your way
summers full of disappointment
each and every day
roach infested cocktail hour
liar, liar, which face will you put on?
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12. |
Hole Inside
03:20
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there’s a hole inside of me
that I try to fill with alcohol
the psych tells me that it doesn’t work
and I know she’s right
but fuck it all
I try a little too hard
I’m working overtime
to pay the misery debts
I’m soaked and scattered
how I nearly lost my mind
hiding plastic all the time
chatting in my sleep
ripped apart at the seams
wake up with me, bloody little angel
you keep me safe when no one will
fall into the bottle ‘till she breaks me down again
won’t let no one take her away
she kicks me up at 4 am
oh, anxiety, anxiety!
squinting eyes against the daylight
it’s sickening, and I’m a mess
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13. |
West Coast Girls
02:44
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i got your letter in the mail today
por avion it was marked outside
that must have been a lonely ride
I wasn’t one for writing a reply
so I’m dying because you left me here
and, come to think about it,
you’re why I’m terrified of
west coast girls you’re suicide
you know you really freak me out
you make me want to bungee jump
without a rope into the deep blue sea
five thousand, six hundred fifty-two miles
in a sultry way, you convinced me
to let you go into the past
your calls from Paris, girl, I missed again
so we blame it on the time difference
but, come to think about it,
you’re why I’m terrified of
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14. |
Screech the Turns
03:18
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settle in, settle down
for it’s bound to be a long road now for sure
oh please, my heart be still
take your hate, lay it out it straight
could it reach across the universe
until it’s strong enough to kill?
oh, this fire, she leaves me to the floor
don’t pretend you didn’t plan this out
as I will surely lose this game
the longer that I play
I’ve a fatal flaw in me
that melancholy brings
the darker side awaits
as all the miniature mistakes
pile up ‘till I spill
but I’ll keep playing still
I flee the scene a bit too late
did I clean it up right?
I surely don’t know
if there’s bodies in the snow
I screech the turns as my heart burns
if I could drive this wreck faster
you know I surely would
but, somehow, I’m standing still
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