1. |
Not Dead Yet
02:25
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come to as a soul in a vacuum
the air is tight light a noose
beating heart working hard
in no exact direction
a trip to space
never a better way to raise
all the air right out of me
i've consumed too many fires at once
and now i'm on the tracks in flames
but i'm not dead yet
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2. |
Haunted House
02:58
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armed like a ghost
a white sheet is draped over my body
bagged with a lamp in tow
like i'm being kicked out
when i wanna stay haunting the house
and making my faces
i'm dragging toes
while being tied to the ride as it goes
i shrink and swell
in a big dark cloud
for now it's been hanging around
and taking those faces
and soon all the ages away with it
the faces are changing
i'm the same ghost just grown old
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3. |
Crime
03:49
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walk it off with a shortcut through the park
stalking all your thoughts
committing what's surely a crime
see they can't shake you off right
so you keep hanging on tight
watched them die as it turned into night
you didn't wanna turn in yourself
and burden yourself
you didn't wanna squint in the light
and so you turn to run off
ignoring cracks along your side
you'll eventually burst apart
a hollow waste of heart
a stubborn mind
every time
every crime
that you stood beside
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4. |
Wallflower
02:04
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i wanna know how to throw just like you
cause you threw a rope in the fog and pulled through
i thought i would start to feel more whole at any moment
but i've still got parts of me in boxes unopened
i'm sick of clinging to the lamplight in the wall
right in the bulb
thinking about what it's like
to feel the blood flow
and feel the circle wrap itself around you
the shape will take you and all your see through parts too
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5. |
Goal Posts
02:56
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all lifeless
locked up
and sitting around
it's not lately
more like all the time
it's buried under my skin
i've been digging underneath
the soft soiled ground
deep roots
i'm gonna wait to dig out
cause i don't get any sun
and i'm frozen at dawn
every morning goal posts
when i keep getting up
waiting on someone else
to wrap me in some clothes
i wish i could do what they do
without any help
deep roots
i'm gonna wait to dig out
so you can come
and see for yourself
where i'm found
where i don't get any sun
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6. |
Gold the Whole Time
03:56
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i've grown
who's gonna make it to the top?
it's told that everybody's hearts are there
you don't stop to think they may be not
we draw the line
and run to die
not told we've all been gold
the whole time
the truth was how
my heart was shell
yeah the truth was how
i was so overwhelmed
it's a small wall
that's easy not to wanna climb
they all were waiting on me
waiting to see if i was on time
not told it's all been gold
and alright
we would run
and believe and we'd won
not think and pass it on
the truth was how
my heart was shell
yeah the truth was how
i was so overwhelmed
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