1. |
I Lost My Eyes
02:15
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my best foot not forward
I've got a wall, you found a gate
and slipped in so detected
with a perfect smile
and a pint of golden paint
you met your mom for tea
you said you baked a brie and
you said you felt a little fancy
was that the first time that you
lied to me
but I wouldn't know until the next morning
things picked up rather quick and I
should have picked up on it but
you spoke of telescopes and lights
and laughed at growing up
you claimed to like the way I think
I thought you thought a lot like me
and by the time we murdered God
I couldn't get enough but
now I see
you were only real to me
and mark my words I'll be
the sweetest man you'll never meet
and I'll live desperately
but not as desperate as you seem
and I'll wait patiently
for one who thinks how I thought you think
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2. |
But You've Got Three
02:15
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only three days, but I
got tied to an anchor with clandestine twine
but I'm not dead
I know that I
gotta start an argument but not tonight
I'll drink instead
I think that you'll ignore me when you see I see
or you'll share another story that excuses you
for seducing me
just a matter of time
obsessing over a desperate need to justify
why to stay
your radiant smile
is not enough to cancel out the times you lied
already
I'm just a little lonely, but I've learned to be
and you act like I'm the only pair of eyes you need
And I'm just a little lonely, but I've learned to be
and you act like I'm the only pair of eyes you need
but you've got three
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3. |
With No Goodbyes
07:26
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by now you know
that I'm dangerously sensitive
and your name'll get scribbled in
ink from an overworked pen
it's there I'll find relief
from that Saturday morning when
you stopped responding
after I shared this sentiment
my mind rewinds, your mind's not bothering
I won't let you forget
if you'd like to forget
now I've got one verse down
and I've just started
I was a collective sea of dread
while I was bolted to my bed
and you were all the pills I couldn't take
when I had nothing left
'cause in the off chance that I might not be
present in my head
you reeled me in, you threw me out
so I just wrote some songs instead
I'm not
I'm not dead, I got
fucked in the head
and fooled once again
with my only regret being we never met
I was a barren, wasted lie
tied taught to anchor's black night
a shovel from within
an architect's demise
another useless friend
that you wrapped yourself right into
secured at neither end
you're a sociopath with a pregnant smile
I know you're cold
I'll freeze for eternity
three lives to hold
you'll strain to remember me
I'll starve myself
you'll bake yet another brie
I'm told my gold
has no place in your paintings
I sent photos
of me as a boy
dressed up
in plain down to my tiny toes
you told
me that those men
were your quote unquote
big bros
I'm not that dumb
and I know that you're cold
I'll freeze for only six days
never told that my gold
had no place in your paintings
I'll make what's best for me
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4. |
I'll Leave You Be
05:33
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I stretch to see
there just might be life inside of you
is what you need
what I can't keep myself from giving you?
with pain replete
I kept speaking even when I knew
you're in too deep
a shit-stained sea
that I can't swim through with you
I had a dream
of listening to Norah sing with you
about such things
as Seattle's spring and tiny rain boots
but it's just me
laying all alone and listening
to myself sing
I can't pretend that's all I'll ever
need
three lives to lead
through bastard's teeth who really oughta know
instead you breed
three lives beneath those stained glass windows
just down the street
from where my knees turned to black and blue
these words shall clean
and my peace with what you did to me
just when I think
my work's complete and I can forget you
I pace that street
and watch my knees turn blue
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