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let's
poison the lake
just for the sake
of finding a new pretty thing to look at now
oh,
ain't it dull?
it's gotten full
of tourist traps and exhibitions, don't ya know?
oh, what a mess
you'd never guess
this is as pristine as it's been one day
could be one day
are you sure the eye for war ain't playing into all your plans again?
when you don't know it?
we're bound to this, write it off
do you wanna throw your new sneakers into the coulee?
no, you don't, really
let's burn down the trees
why does it seem
that rebuilding is so much more exciting than maintenance
so, give up the ghost
you wanted the most
poor little justifications for novelty
gang's all here, let's be clear
why don't the voices ever express some stability?
had enough of this stuff,
let's always be the same in gentility
when her eyes went white into night
there's just something oh so fatty savoury
in a saviour complex, a bit of harmless
fun that some people choose to pick as reality
but not me
figure out
what it's really about
all the bullshit you pretend to care about
if you're impure,
or just not sure,
you won't have to think about it anymore
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lovers
get paranoid
brothers
get paranoid
and i don't wanna just be there
to be another annual scare,
not at all, no, not at all
to find yourself cursing at god
that you can't bring yourself to let me go
i don't hate myself no more
i'm just fully certain that i love you now
it scares the living shit out of me just how similar the two can look
mothers
get paranoid
best friends
oh god, they get so fucking paranoid
though i'm not sure that someone who
wants to self-destruct as much as you
is really in a spot to be
palling around with someone who's as good as me (<- a lie)
and i don't hate myself no more
i'm just fully certain that i love you now
it's starting to sneak up on me just how similar the two can be
i'll admit i still have days
where i reconsider everything
i start to regret everything
i think you've thoroughly caught on
how'd you have the patience for me?
how'd you have the patience for me?
because i
get
got to admit i'm just so fucking paranoid
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it's come in hard from out west
annie's outta cigarettes
she's got a rasp so she knows
that the clerk will feel
misdirected pity
such a shame that this city
is the one that just happened to get its claws in first
we'll get what we earn
haze here, something burns
past tense, cause otherwise
we've still got control
sitting, eating beans and rice
a dispenser of bad advise
a machine that sleeps and eats
and barely that anymore
we've come so far from there
but taking the time's fair
given the whole world went away at once
who cares,
take our turn
time's up
filter burns
ever had that dream where you get fucked in front of everyone you've ever known?
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out in the moss and the mud
animal parts
hid from the hail in the bush
but couldn't hide from the rain
wet, wet socks
so wet they forgot what dry even was
staring out at the smokestack
deeper into into the forest
i am a part of this place
but this place ain't a part of me yet
screaming friends from the road,
"where have you gone"
like you were a little kid
mistakes displayed for all
on android screens
get in the way of the warmth of the minivan and the hanging clothes
but victorialand is on and i'm oh so so so so so so so stoned
staring out at the smokestack
deeper into into the forest
i am a part of this place
but this place ain't a part of me yet
oh, what a dick!
what a dick you are!
we all lived!
bruised and in your car!
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Hostages
03:30
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they were part
of why things turned out the way they did at all
should have known
by the way i intellectually peacock all the time
all the distance, no distraction, no emotion
or so we both claim, if the 50 hour week don't drive us back again
meet me at the bus stop
i know just what you're thinking
had two months clean,
then one more just no drinking
through the church parking lot
hearts full of sodomy
are trying so hard
to break up the suburban monotony
your best friend's in the next room,
my best friend's screaming at me in my head
saying don't do it, so let's do it
kill our hostages again
the snow
will blanket all my sins, i swear to god it will
i'll be fine, i'll never have to clean another mess again
though the things i do tend to mark me as the same
i'll try so hard
not to ever fall in love again
your best friend's in the next room,
my best friend's screaming at me in my head
saying don't do it, so let's do it
kill our hostages again
oh
it feels so good
leeching, leeching
emotion from others
giving nothing
i'm so pretty
violence, violence
fills me up and
i don't want it
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spend ballroom days and motel nights
to fix the things that you have broken
you're wasting your entire life
go ahead and see if i care
at least it keeps you off the streets
casually castrated maniac beast in heat
don't think you ever cared for me
don't think you ever cared for anyone
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Ramada
06:00
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i've run out of ways to say the most obvious thing:
"i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry"
at the ramada on the plain
dancing in the hallways
it's getting boring,
this new lease is getting boring
women in tiny hats next door
get up to debauched things
i don't wanna be seen
fucked from the start
and not in the fun way
where we explode at once
and everybody's watching saying 'they're both gonna die young'
all the games i wanted to play
make you sad, make me sad, ok
it wasn't conscious, swear to god it wasn't conscious
i acted without thought
the package i had bought
i'll admit it
fully knowing, i still did it
though i will say,
it seems like misery does something for you
acting out of spite is not the same
as giving up on feeling 'poor you'
i got involved
it's my fault
for thinking that i could help at all
four whole reasons left to say
not to take this the wrong way
i know i gained
in many ways
from your pain
it's the same
it's all the same as always
so, let's be different people now
just with way more self-control
i could always blame it on the strain,
on your brain, which you are fair to be crippled by,
but only lies will get us there
at the empty continental breakfast, i had oatmeal
it's the only thing that i am gonna eat today
you took a gamble on the make-your-own-pancake station
it was disappointing as always, also you weren't there
i was alone
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Repent!!
04:59
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i know what'll save my soul!
anonymous sex, no birth control!
don't lie!
repent or lie!
i know what'll save my soul!
mdma and alcohol!
don't lie!
repent or die!
i know what'll save my soul!
pretending everyone i know is dumb!
like i'm the smart one!
i know what'll save my soul!
to isolate and live alone!
don't lie!
repent or die!
but hell is real and it ain't nice!
pull that shit and pay the price!
the vice we share mutually,
crushing down on you and me!
increasing our rates of depression!
fuck around but learn your lesson!
and i am not a man of god but you people need the lord!
i know what'll save my soul!
to look in the mirror, feel real good!
don't lie!
repent or die!
i know what'll save my soul!
lift some weights, eat the right food!
don't lie!
repent or die!
i know what'll save my soul!
pretending everything i do is right,
when it's so clearly wrong!
i know what'll save my soul!
fill myself with information
don't lie, etc.
hell is real and it ain't nice!
pull that shit and pay the price!
so wrapped up in the thoughts you're stewing
you don't know the harm you're doing!
i would get self-righteousness
for anything other than this!
and i am not a man of god but you people need the lord!
i know what'll save my soul!
adhering to a gender role!
don't lie!
repent or die!
i know what'll save my soul!
to take no risks and love no one inside!
repent or die!
i know what'll save my soul!
to live my life in an agonizing sigh!
repent or die!
i know what'll save my soul!
to always have a new reason to cry!
repent or die!
hell is real, and it ain't nice
pull that shit and pay the price
honey, i feel so sorry for you
hopefully he'll start to bore you
before the day he starts to hit you
we have all been warning all along
i'm not a man of god but you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
you people need the lord!
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