1. |
Let You Down
02:37
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I think I’m always,
Letting you down,
Are you sad when I’m not around?
I hate always,
Letting you down,
(Are you here because I want you?)
What if we never left town?
I destroy myself,
I let myself down,
I have expectations for me you couldn’t imagine.
(Imagine)
Worked to the tailbone,
(My mind’s always racing,)
This is not what I pictured, am I burning up?
Burning up!
I let you down, I let you down again,
I let you down, I let you down, I let you down again.
I can’t sleep in…
Awoken by the daylight, all the brightness suffering.
I work again tonight,
(I’m way too busy,)
But not doing enough,
Sleep-tortured and trying to make something,
Of myself.
Burning up!
I let you down, I let you down again,
I let you down, I let you down, I let you down again.
I think I’m always,
Letting you down,
Are you glad when I’m not around?
I hate always,
(I hate always,)
Letting you down,
(Are you here because I want you?)
What if we never left town‽
I let you down, I let you down, I let you down again.
Burning up!
I let you down, I let you down again.
We will combust!
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2. |
Drink
03:16
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I drink to feel the buzz,
Self-harming just because,
It feels good to be outside.
I drink to feel the buzz,
There’s syrup in my blood,
It feels good on the inside.
One foot, two feet in the snow,
Second foot, two feet, next to go,
Cut my legs and drown my socks,
Bleed on saplings, songs, and rocks!
I drink to feel the buzz,
Self-harming just because,
It feels good to be outside.
I drink to feel the buzz,
There’s syrup in my blood,
It feels good on the inside.
I was stupid way back when,
I thought we were at an end,
Little did I know I missed so much,
Falling for the sapling underbrush.
I drink to feel the buzz,
Self-harming just because,
It feels good to be outside.
I drink to feel the buzz,
There’s syrup in my blood,
It feels good on the inside.
I drink to feel the buzz,
I’m coming down the slide,
It feels good to be outside.
(I almost f**ked it up this time,
My entire future on the line,
My entire future was a lie,
At least I didn’t f**k it up this time.)
I almost f**ked it up this time,
My entire future on the line,
My entire future was a lie,
At least I didn’t f**k it up this time.
I drink to feel the buzz,
Self-harming just because,
It feels good to be outside.
I drink to feel the buzz,
There’s syrup in my blood,
It feels good on the inside.
I drink to feel the buzz,
I’m coming down the slide…
(It feels good to be outside)
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3. |
Fat Boy
03:21
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My grandfather said,
Don’t you work your life away expecting something in the end.
My grandmother said,
Don’t get sick, it’s not worth suffering to extend,
What you don’t have.
Because I won’t,
Let myself,
See reward.
I’ve been dying now for quite some time,
I just have to relax, I know I’m fine but still I,
Whine and complain,
Nag and bitch and moan and I’m just trying to be sane.
I just want more time,
To see my worth,
Is that too much,
To ask of this earth?
I’ve been dying now for quite some time,
I just have to relax, I know I’m fine but still I,
Try to benefit at the end of my life,
(My grandfather said, don’t work your life away,)
This don’t feel right, I don’t feel right.
(My grandmother said, don’t get sick.)
I’ve been dying now for quite some time,
I just have to relax, I know I’m fine but still I,
Try to benefit at the end of my life,
(My grandfather said, don’t work your life away,)
This don’t feel right, I don’t feel right.
(My grandmother said, don’t get sick.)
My grandfather said, don’t work your life away,
My grandmother said, don’t get sick.
My grandfather said, don’t work your life away,
My grandmother said…
(Don’t get sick!)
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4. |
Alive Enough
03:52
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Come out to play,
The day is young,
No, not today,
Today is gone.
Time is a bitch,
And it’s never done,
One time, we were kids,
Yea we were one.
With the grass, and the trees,
And the setting sun,
Weak at the knees,
All I do now is run.
Run away from the day,
It runs away from me,
Walk away from the peace,
And the grass and the trees.
At night, the sun is bright,
It won’t let me rest,
So ma-ny chores,
So many errands.
I’m so tired,
But wide awake,
I can’t get to sleep,
I can’t make it go away.
With the grass, and the trees,
And the setting sun,
Weak at the knees,
All I do now is run.
Run away from the day,
It runs away from me,
Walk away from the peace,
And the grass and the trees.
Come out to play,
The day is young,
No, not today,
Today is gone.
I’ve lost my innocence,
Holding on to my mind.
I’ve got so many things,
What I don’t have is time.
I am alive enough! (I am alive!),
I’ve got work I can live.
I’ve got so many things,
Nothing left to give.
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