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you are on fire
02:58
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everybody knows,
can't let anyone get close
or you might get burnt
wouldn't want anyone to get hurt
stay in your hazmat suit and hide
away from prying eyes
there are no statues in this garden center
the light will burn your skin
failed before you could begin
is it getting hard to breathe
or is it just me?
i'm a worry junkie
i hate when people look at me
wish i could be only words
live in wires deep in the earth
show me how to leave my body
teach me how to be a copy
turn me inside out so i
don't feel scared to go outside
a system of organs
biles and toxins
seeping through the skin
flesh is so disgusting
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i've been walking
down the middle of the road
heel to toe
both eyes closed
i'm not inside
trapped in the chasm
between the body and the mind
a new face every time
a stranger with a xenophrenic mind
'66 rawsthorne
haven't heard my voice in so long
(๐ช ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช'๐ฎ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ)
who are you (๐ช ๐ฎ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ)
the one that i am thinking to (๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏ)
watcher inside (๐ช ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ)
lurking behind the eyes (๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช'๐ฎ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ)
who's head is this? (๐ช ๐ฎ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ)
the ego is a virus (๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏ)
you are made of stardust
but there's not space for both of us
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I tried to teach her about romance,
so I put on The Replacements and she changed it to a Fugazi track,
I quoted some Fante,
a couple lines from 'Ask The Dust'
And she said you're kidding me man, or you're killing me
and pulled out a copy of 'Wait 'Til Spring'
Are these angels or hawks circling?
God, I've never asked you for a damn thing, but I'd do anything for some distinction,
So I'm pushing prayers through plate-glass windows,
Hoping that they get to you,
While my money's on they won't.
My favorite songs they came out in '83
while she's been touring the country
I'm still caught up in that London scene,
I'm mixing metaphors with similes,
I'm asking for a window seat,
counting all the times I said I'll never leave,
but I'm into easy money and easier girls, I'm into
bar night, bar light, bar fights,
little miracles,
and my mum's real disappointed
my dad's living in his own world
and I can't even pick up the phone,
I keep pushing away anyone that gets too close...
I tried to teach her about romance,
so I put on The Replacements
and she changed it to a Fugazi track,
and we fell in love, just like that.
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4. |
la la la
07:25
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i can't hear a word you're saying
walls are off-beat
slowly swaying
can't stay upright
black masses under bright lights
six drinks deep while the city sleeps
but we're not going anywhere
as we all stumble down the street
guided by halogen stars
i say i don't know how to dance
but you don't really give a damn
just want to get to the next bar
while you still know how to stand
the speakers strangle any attempt to say a word to each other
so many lonely people here looking for a lover
under strobe lights we come alive and find our hearts are intertwined
guardian angel, please stay forever by my side
six drinks deep while the city sleeps
but we're not going anywhere
as we all stumble down the street
guided by halogen stars
i say i don't know how to dance
but you don't really give a damn
just want to get to the next bar
while you still know how to stand
and there will come a day
when we won't see each other anymore
and though i hope it's far away
we all know it's inevitable
so we'll make the most of the time
we still have left
going out every night
drinking ourselves to death
and though i may be an
auxiliary friend
i still want to be there
for every moment
right until the end
six drinks deep while the city sleeps
but we're not going anywhere
as we all stumble down the street
guided by halogen stars
i say i don't know how to dance
but you don't really give a damn
just want to get to the next bar
while you still know how to stand
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drunk conversation
03:35
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i still can't hear you
no matter how close you stand
with your back against the wall
a pint glass in your hand
but i'm enraptured
just watching your lips move
i hang on every word
but i haven't got a clue
i'm just happy i get to be here with you
and after you leave,
when we both go back home,
i'll treasure the memory
i won't feel so alone
i wish you could stay
i wish i had something better to say
but i can't even get the words out of my head
through clouds of cigarette smoke
and the orchestra
i can feel your glow
i had a dream we were getting stoned
and you put your head on my shoulder
just for a moment
and i knew peace like never before
but when i opened my eyes
we were still standing outside the bar
and you were smiling at someone else's face
but that's ok
i don't need you to feel the way i do
i'm just happy i get to be here with you
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i will crawl out of the pit
blind, my frail bones will exit
the tomb i've called my home since youth
i will not go quietly
i will not drift silently
into eternal night
i will rage against the dying of the light
(๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด)
(๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฑ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ด)
and make my home in this moment (๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ)
and build a wall around it (๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ช ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ)
and never look over (๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ)
not even for a second
for dread or salvation
and in my darkest moments
i will find the surface
and raise my hands to it (๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด)
in some pagan prayer to Being (๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฑ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ด)
(๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ)
(๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ช ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ)
(๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ)
the sun will come for me
the sun will come for me (๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต)
the sun
the sun (๐ด๐ธ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ช๐ต๐ด ๐ต๐ข๐ช๐ญ๐ด)
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