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Out of View
02:20
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I'll be filled with dust and dying when I finally learn that I am
Just a letter on a street sign with no rhyme or even punchline
Wait for 16 billion miles between me and my world's trials
Out of View
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January
05:24
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When will you say you're lonely?
Maybe soon, you've got time it's only January
And how will I know, how will I know if I'm too cold
Hoping for snow, I hoped I would not hope so
If you're lost,
Bridges burnt,
Call my phone,
I'll take you home
Last year was horrible dear,
And you know that I can't be here anymore
When will you say you're lonely?
Maybe soon, you're losing time it's closer to July
If you leave us alone we will not, we will not float
Drowning in smoke, these things take their toll
If you're gone,
New bridges formed,
Let me know,
Please tell me slow
Last year was horrible dear,
And you know I can't be here anymore
When will you say you're lonely, maybe soon it's only January
Anti-freeze is in my bloodstream, keeps me warm keeps my heart upbeat
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Like Cigarettes
03:15
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White picket fences and pretty little perfect sweet romances what comes between, where you are and what is on that movie screen. Starting to lose sleep. Saving all your breathe for those cigarettes, hope that you dont get sick, you'd be surprised, one look from the right eyes can turn you to an addict.
In sickness or health, we can take care of ourselves or anyone else
It stops here
Whisper in my ear
Waiting for the weekends I need to get some relief and sleep in, only way that you know how is too keep from coming down. Sideways glances aimed at the camera lens thats on top of my head, everyone else knows that the film will probably not do very well.
Pause, explain how, (how) the hell did they leave that out, a common courtesy now, to let it all kill my doubts
In sickness or health, we can take care of ourselves or anyone else
It stops here
Whisper in my ear
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Bone White
04:44
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Bone white in the summertimes limelight,
God knows it was only in spite of dust, thats slowly settling in my lungs
Were not older at all, just grown cold since the fall, between both of our faults, between bones on the lawn, my head my home my heart
Rotting wood frames the space where grace stains and video game ratings took place in vain, cause my ribs are wider now and tar, dust, soot and rust seeps through, to turn my grey this year
Were not older at all, just grown cold since the fall, between both of our faults, between bones on the lawn, my head my home my heart
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5. |
Forfeit
03:01
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I'm bluffing, I can't stop, I'll be missing whoever it is when they're off,
In Paris or Sweden, wasting time behind a camera shot,
It's not that I'm asking, but how long does it take you to take your clothes off?
Is it over an hour? Or just long enough for his eyes to shut?
When will you say that you're lonely?
Hope is on fire, from those cold lips
Saying there's time but you'll forfeit.
Hope is on...
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6. |
After Hours
03:18
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7. |
Blues Worth Blacks
03:11
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Each evening I, find myself with time, to kill, to fill with hedonistic remedies
Fast cars and fast girls, falling over themselves, take your pills, mix your drinks, it's medicinal love don't you think?
Turn off the lights, fill the holes underneath my eyes,
Slowly folding over all the wrinkles you hide
A silence that burns, harsher than the words deserved
Heart sick and twisted, nerves sparking faster and further each turn
My fingers in her hair, followed her cheekbones to get there
Two blues worth black eyes,
No compromising spend the night
Turn off the lights, fill the holes underneath my eyes,
Slowly folding over all the wrinkles you hide
I'll be filled with dust and dying when I finally learn that I am alone
White picket fences pretty romances, I'm bluffing I can't help it at all
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8. |
Go Outside
03:41
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Keep me distracted, keep me from asking you
teenage hearthrobs and underweight tall blondes will do
Go outside I tried my best to keep you warm
Go outside I'm tired of reaping what you sow
Moving books and tables, block the door the lock is so old
Damn I'm disabled, cane or able? I am not sure
Stealing whats free, I am sure it'll be alright
saving money, I am sure it'll be just fine
cause when you look at me, I am sure it'll be alright
I'll find the time to learn why why I'm so stuck
I'll find the time to learn why I'm so fucked
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9. |
Straight Lips
05:33
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Wait another month, wait another month, we're faded
The red light that you ran, now there's red drops on my hands and we're jaded
And all I ever asked, and all I'll ever ask is that you find a new way to be ok when it snows
Tell me I'm wrong
The picket fence that circumvents my chest, wooden bones frame this skinny home and I am better now, I'm not calling, withdrawing, involving anything to do with it
And when you said I'm 'a hollow hearted bitch' and I never learn but I always regret
Dear I meant every word of it
The Picket fence that circumvents my chest, wooden bones frame this skinny home and I am no different, I am faking, I'm waiting to break
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