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Hi Hater
02:53
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i thought i knew what to tell myself
so its shrugs and half answers from here
because I’m sick of doing everything for nothing
and I’m growing old of standing here and waiting
for things to work themselves out
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Bye Hater
03:33
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its like theres always two voices fighting in my head
we're never seeing through. i never understood how i
listened to you speak every slurred word that you’ve spit
and i hope to god thats the end of it
but I’m behind
and wishing time would be nicer
this winter’s been endless and the cold still blows through the summer
our shivers are not ghosts but our demons, The reminders of our worst times
the reasons we suffer
i know we’ve been seeing more of each other
i know I’m learning more about
the parts we want to skip
the parts we want to miss
but we let those parts in
and i let them sit
to keep us from being distant
keep me in
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Rich A$ Fuck
04:10
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my lips can’t speak your foreign language
my eyes used to see but we forgot ourselves
where will i be when i get lost
where will you be when you are gone
it’d be better a year a from now
the same ringing flaunts my ears
our voices on repeat
we’re screaming violently
with that being said
we’re finally dead
when we ascend
we’ll finally meet again
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Yard Sard
02:57
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I’m avoiding time
from getting to me
because whats spent is wasted
but its all up to me
to use it wisely
i can’t speak for you
but I’m not seeing movement
i’m staying here forever
I’m staying here to die
my motivation’s a bit on the wrong side
and i trust you that you’re worried
but I’m not looking for a second opinion.
and if thats just too harsh i guess that i have
a heart made of stone
blacker than coal
if theres anything worth saying
its that my arms, my legs, my eyes are tired
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wear my skin
like your favourite dress
and squeeze my neck
until I’m blood red
its on again and off again
my indoor voice has grown
its louder than its ever been
now that I’m alone
the carvings in the ceiling
the scratches on the door
and all the lines i’ve said before
your personality’s peaking
you’re talking to yourself
saying all the lines I’ve said before
none of it means anything to me anymore
and i thought i knew what to tell myself
but lying is just lying and i can’t lie to myself anymore
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