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Intro
00:51
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Spit
04:29
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I can't eat I can't sleep and we haven't spoken for three weeks I lay alone just wondering how we got in this space and to this place where you can stand up and spit in my face to tell me that I'm letting you down How'd we get here The months turn to years I'm telling you it's not my fault can you please just let it go and quit begging me for more when you should already know You pick me up then throw me down keep screaming at me for a little while but it's fine when you come to my fucking house The master of this game that I can't escape so please wrap my brain in electric tape to keep me from shorting out The signs you'd ignore just like before And how can we go on like this when the anger never ends I give you all my time and yet you never seem content and I've sacrificed all my energy so now my brain's just a mess cause your loyalty's like an anvil that you hold above my head and the next time we're gonna fight is something which I can always guess It shouldn't be a routine but now it's a daily fucking event You were supposed to be my best friend and all you did was bring me stress so I guess these are the means to justify the end
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Baobab
03:20
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A fracture a miserable exit Every door opens the wrong way I counted backwards from ten and I saw the ceiling bend and conform and comply to the sky This room has always felt empty a map instead of a city and I watched your body multiply but I don't feel that way about anyone Erasing conceptual children The car will get back on its own A tech center in Beijing a hex celebration thing that was born and derived in my life And everything that you say will be proven wrong someday Like a thorn in my side you will hide
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Draymond Green
03:16
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Incompletionist
03:44
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Hey you're underwhelmed You're in a place of self-uncertainty Your mind is hell You're ruminating every day It'll be you and me We will dream my fantasy It'll be you and me We don't see we're incomplete Hey my god did I just sing along to my decay I feel so lost I know it wasn't worth the cost It'll be only me I can see I need to think It'll be only me I will see you're incomplete to me You're incomplete in every single way Yet again you fell apart right in front of us It's always been this way The day you throw away control the pain will give you hope Yeah we know Hey he's onto us we've now been thrown under the bus so fake another month we need to live vicarious It'll be bittersweet but I'll greet the better me Pity me pretty please Now I see that you're incomplete to me
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