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Slept In
01:42
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I woke up late.
Through starry eyes I saw the new day, with all of its endeavors, and the mistakes we make
Very welcoming, the thought of killing yesterday, and expecting clear skies tomorrow
Watch your dreams fall right off the mesa
it's up to you to take the dive
can't get high, it keeps you low
God damn, those dreams are hard to follow
Don't sleep in too late.
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Prairie Dogs
02:40
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Sometimes I feel like a waste of space
Pushing forward, living backward
Stumbling but trying not to run in place
Taking chances was never my game, but I guess that's okay
WOOAH, wasting breath on words that never come out right
I'll be home late tonight
There's no happy ending to an awkward story of an awkward guy living this dead end life
So I'll play the whole deck, and I'll fix this mess
Be anything but worthless.
Blue skies and long nights are home in my mind
and I'll be home late tonight
SO I played the whole deck,, fixed this whole mess. Be anything but worthless
Leave the light on.
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April Fools
02:43
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It was a warm April night
the night that we'd met
outside a venue that our friends were at
As you looked at me with those pale blue eyes
thoughts raced through my mind, and I didn't know what to say next
Three weeks down the road, we're in my mother's basement watching movies 'till 3am
In that moment I knew nothing could change my mind
These were the best days of my life
Those summer nights wondering what came next, or what to do tomorrow morning.
Skipping rocks down by the waterside, or sitting by the fire
reminiscing the past three months.
I didn't care, those were the best nights of my life
Nothing you ever do ceases to amaze me
Everything fixes the hole in my chest
We were April Fools that night, and we fell right out of sight
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New Year Croc Bomb
02:57
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So this is it, starting over almost humorous
Twelve months of ups and downs, twists and turns
The world burns down
As we watch these men take the lives of children
Natural distaters ravage homes
This is the world that we know
This isn't starting over, it's a means to an end
The ever-growing nightmare that we put ourselves in
it makes me sick.
Does it make you sick?
I wonder why your stomach doesn't churn like mine
day after day, time after time
The lack of judgement-day makes you the judge yourself.
Go ahead and judge yourself.
This isn't a courtroom, this is living hell
in a world where forgiveness failed.
I wonder why your stomach doesn't churn like mine, day after day, night after night
and as we atch these kids lose their lives, you just shelter yourself from the outside.
How can you live your life so fucking blind in a world that doesn't give back time?
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Indian Giver
03:34
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Remember the gift of life, even though it's a hard pill to swallow sometimes
You gave me all that I have, and it kills me to say that's a lie
Every now and then, I wish you'd take it back
but that's just the youth
rising up from the pit of my stomach, and tripping and falling.
The roof caved in.
This hurricane some would call sin.
I'm not a man of God or the devil, so level with me now.
What if I said that the moon told me stories at night? it's reflection on the pond taught me wrong and right.
I have myself to blame, but I have no shame for my decisions.
Take back what you give, don't accept what you receive
Before you know it, it's gone again
A star burned out among the reeds
Before you know it, it's gone.
Time's been gone.
Time alone.
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Sharks
02:09
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Before you make those assumptions about me, I just want you to know
that I tried my fucking hardest to keep this ship afloat
You're running in circles around a life you left behind
You always swore that you'd never bring it back. but I guess promises don''t last.
There are sharks in the water, but I don't mind.
I know that everything works out in time
The only thing that ever held me back was me
This is way too easy.
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