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Gatecrash
03:37
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So we got some new friends and we want you to meet em!
You got a party tonight? So you'll be there to greet em
Now I know that we technically weren't invited
But we're comin anyway so that should make you quite delighted
I'm-a key your Daddy's Lexus, I'm-a give it golden rims
I'm-a drink all of the liquor you was saving for him
Leave the bottles in the yard and some donuts in your lawn
And if you call the cops I'll leave some weed before I'm gone
Waste time
See how the other side lives when we crash this thing tonight
Gonna make the ugly side of town seem more all right
Not gonna wear a polo cause the collar makes me itch
The only slacks I own already losing the stitch
I'm international thrift store work of art
And everybody knows me at the local KMart
The color of khaki makes me vomiting sick
Like when you down everybody that's not in your clique
So at the party while you're trying to see who you can outclass
We'll be breaking off chaos til your head's out your ass!
Waste time
See how the other side lives when we crash this thing tonight
Gonna make the ugly side of town seem more all right
I'm not good enough for you and really that's okay
Cuz being good enough is such a bore
So talk behind my back because the payback's on it's way
And you'll find it difficult to ignore
Whoa
Here's Johnny!
(Waste time)
(Waste time)
Cuz I wreck a party when I crash a party
Break a bottle of Bacardi, get me started, never carded
Like a sortie with a forty, talkin mass destruction
Oh lordy, in effect with the smash eruption
(Waste time)
Cuz I wreck a party when I crash a party
Break a bottle of Bacardi get me started, never carded
Like a sortie with a forty, talkin mass destruction
Oh lordy, in effect with the smash eruption
(Waste time)
Cuz I wreck a party when I crash a party
Break a bottle of Bacardi get me started, never carded
Like a sortie with a forty, talkin mass destruction
Oh lordy, in effect with the smash eruption
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2. |
Don't Stay
03:32
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Well it’s your move and I’ve been sitting here for days
It’s up to you to stick around or go away
And just to let you know it’s all the same to me
I've got a line waiting as far as I can see
I’ve called your bluff about a thousand times a day
So what’s one more if it means that you’ll go away
Don’t act like it’s a surprise when these words I say:
The choice is yours and I am hoping you don’t stay
I never felt the way I have when you are here
Except the times I puked from drinking too much beer
Some poets call their loves a cool refreshing breeze
You’re like a dry heave making me gag on my knees
I’ve called your bluff about a thousand times a day
So what’s one more if it means that you’ll go away
Don’t act like it’s a surprise when these words I say:
The choice is yours and I am hoping you don’t stay
You don't stay
You don't stay yeah
You don't stay
You don't stay yeah
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3. |
Mike Timm
03:25
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We used to be such good friends
You'd leave me comments and I'd leave you some too
Looks like even that can end
All I want to know is, Mike, what did I do?
Put me back in your top 8
Mike Timm, Mike Timm, Mike Timm
When I go to your page it's like a dagger in my back
I want to go back there again again again again
You've got to do it now, your name is on this track
I didn't believe what I saw first
But now it feels like that you're giving me the bird
From good to good to good to worst
Or maybe an unexpected error has occured?
Put me back in your top 8
Mike Timm, Mike Timm, Mike Timm
When I go to your page it's like a dagger in my back
I want to go back there again again again again
You've got to do it now, your name is on this track
Put me back in your top 8
Mike Timm, Mike Timm, Mike Timm
When I go to your page it's like a dagger in my back
I want to go back there again again again again
You've got to do it now, your name is on this track
Put me back in your top 8
Mike Timm, Mike Timm, Mike Timm
When I go to your page it's like a dagger in my back
I want to go back there again again again again
You've got to do it now, your name is on this track
Put me back in your top 8
Mike Timm, Mike Timm, Mike Timm
Put me back in your top 8
Mike Timm, Mike Timm, Mike Timm
Put me back in your top 8
Mike Timm, Mike Timm, Mike Timm
Put me back in your top 8
Mike Timm, Mike Timm, Mike Timm
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4. |
Clock
04:24
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I can't take anymore now no make up break up not this time
One more time one last time hang up lights out two years all for nothing
Now I've got nothing here but time
Regrets are regression and I'm turning back the
Clock is frozen nothing happens, there's an absence of everything I thought I'd find
My days are mine now to do anything that I want, nothing comes to mind
Don't want to get high with my friends
Think I'll just way til the day ends just waiting on the clock
No feeling, stare at the ceiling, waiting for a grief that will never come
She's crying, I'm trying to accept that I'm completely numb
Dead water that brought her fills up my lungs and I exhale
No changes, what's strange is I'm fully aware it's the final nail
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
Hang out, pretend everything's fine and what worries me is that everything is fine
No agony, no remorse, save for the days that will never again be mine
I hate to say what sounds so cruel
I miss my time more than you
New day, new play, she's on my lap and I'm finding it hard to get into this
Resist, keep distance as a rule, can't afford another cycle of pointlessness
Guess she's just my flavor of the week
Wonder if there's more that I should seek than salvaging the clock
No feeling, stare at the ceiling, waiting for a grief that will never come
She's crying, I'm trying to accept that I'm completely numb
Dead water that brought her fills up my lungs and I exhale
No changes, what's strange is I'm fully aware it's the final nail
No feeling, stare at the ceiling, waiting for a grief that will never come
(I hate to say what sounds so cruel)
She's crying, I'm trying to accept that I'm completely numb
(I miss my time more than you)
Dead water that brought her fills up my lungs and I exhale
(Now I've got nothing here but time)
No changes, what's strange is I'm fully aware it's the final nail
(Regrets are regression and I'm turning back the)
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to me
Somebody give me back my time
Or make this all seem real to
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5. |
Out Of Straws
02:46
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Squatting in the intersection, 2 AM and not a soul in sight
Party's going on inside now, girl of my dreams nine yards to my right
I can see her through the window, suckin back Corona and a lime
I worked up the nerve to come here, only took a week of my sweet time, my sweet time
I make these plans to make a future for myself
And it always goes to shit instead
Sometimes I think I sacrifice my mental health
When I put these things inside my head
But oh well, doing what I should
On the corner of Bonnie Ann and Ironwood
Leaning on the corner streetlight, 3 AM and not a soul in sight
Everybody's still inside now, do they know what I've got planned tonight?
She didn't have to laugh so loud, could have just said "no" and let it be
Well I'm nobody's punchline, after tonight they'll all remember me, remember me
I make these plans to make a future for myself
And it always goes to shit instead
Sometimes I think I sacrifice my mental health
When I put these things inside my head
But oh well, doing what I should
On the corner of Bonnie Ann and Ironwood
Yeah oh well, the fantasy is old
No reasons anymore to keep the barrel cold
All right!
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6. |
Breakpoint
04:06
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Red sunshine; another day, time was born to die this way
Best friends with the walls
At the bottom there's no place to fall
Wanna break it, break it down
I won't take it, making my rounds
Everything I see's a letdown
New faces, same redundant judgment with no cause
Can't stomach anymore of proving grounds I never asked for
Gonna stay right here until I've found effect for my cause
Wind blows, trees bend, I was born to live this way
Get the payback, wanna make em scream
Better stay back, shooting off steam
Everything I see's a letdown
New faces, same redundant judgment with no cause
Can't stomach anymore of proving grounds I never asked for
Gonna stay right here until I've found effect for my cause
This is my time rabid with hate
No feeling, retaliate
Another day and still the same the vicious names
Another game the taming shame and flaming fuel to the flame
The lame that came and stain the sane with fame that maims in the brain
And feeling out in the rain ingrained with pain of bane of sane bang bang!
It's a feeling that they're stealing sealing fate for state of dealing with the later hate
Retaliate and reeling from the peeling of the state of mind that winds the gears and fears that they'll be breaking
Taking refuge in the shaking enemy bang bang!
I won't cry for lies and try to find the common ties with those who wish my suicide
I can't and shouldn't idealize the size of patience realized
My eyes see past the hypnotizing jibes
That suffocated all the skies of rationale bang bang!
So the time is now, the final bow and so i'm out to shout and route the clout from that which filled me up with doubt
About the ones that shun and have their fun at someone else's cost
And so I'm off no longer soft and ready steady let it go bang bang!
Reject
Deface
Repay
Red sunshine
Red sunshine
Red sunshine
Time was born to die this way
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7. |
All Wrong
02:53
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You were in another dream of mine
I thought you had agreed to stop that
It was like nothing had ever changed
How's my waking life supposed to top that?
This isn't where I'm supposed to be
Everything feels all wrong to me
Somewhere a wire crossed and now I'm lost and it's all wrong
Somehow I woke up in a universe where I do not belong
I could have sworn that it was real
I guess I never forgot anything
Now this silence roars inside my head
I keep forgetting to forget you
This isn't where I'm supposed to be
Everything feels all wrong to me
Somewhere a wire crossed and now I'm lost and it's all wrong
Somehow I woke up in a universe where I do not belong
This isn't where I'm supposed to be
Everything feels all wrong to me
Somewhere a wire crossed and now I'm lost and it's all wrong
Somehow I woke up in a universe where I do not belong
This isn't where I'm supposed to be
Everything feels all wrong to me
Somewhere a wire crossed and now I'm lost and it's all wrong
Somehow I woke up in a universe where I do not belong
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