1. |
Slouch and Stutter
01:28
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You're intoxicating
I don't want another of your
complimentary elusive states
slouch and stutter
my blood won't boil it evaporates
dont want to leave you as the lover
who lacerates your love
because love dies, you'll see
cuz endings are beginnings though they startle me
hate what loves you
love what numbs you
pray what lusts through grief with hollow bones
leaves imbalanced
cold and calloused
brittled malice
ensures you stay alone
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2. |
Morning Breath
02:03
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I woke up dreaming this morning
I won't explain it feels pointless
words get lost on the route from your eyes to mine
I stand tall but you rise above it
they cut my hair and you fucking love it
lucy's in my hands,
what do you wanna hear?
though the coffee's growing stale
if I weren't drunk I'd be scared to death
If i heat things up for flavor
I will taste your morning breath
I'll fuck around on my phone and you'll
tell your friends that youre coming home
did I leave you satisfied, did I disappoint?
You'll say "don't worry about it"
ask my roommate she kicked you out it
doesn't fucking matter anymore
though I seem like I'm :( all the time
I'm just myself I'm existing in my prime
I'll start running and I'll fix my heavy head
like a matador you've left me right on re(a)d
don't look to far my subtleties fleeting
cause sometimes I see you and it stops me from breathing
I'm bloodied in the bathroom
and my nose is running faster than my
one track mind can fucking take it
I'm too gone girl (what a movie)
I won't make it
I'm a liar I just say shit
but come on baby dont u fake it
f u u u u ck
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3. |
Crooked Smile
02:53
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rehydrate my innards
and we'll spill them on the hardwood
wake me up to sweep my sorrows with a broom
crush my bones to powder
just pretend I'm singing louder
and you'll hear me muffled
restless in my tomb
your sympathy's a loaded gun
I'll throw myself off 181
to test out broken theories that you said
how time is fake and won't suffice
we'll find a common antichrist
in the fabric covered
crying
cluttered
dirty laundry demons in my head
rip up all the cables
least my crooked smile is stable
just enough to hold my tongue behind my teeth
grip around my collar
whore my heart out for a dollar
rip it up
until there's nothing left to grieve
chained to jamey in my room
I can't make room for u to stay
sober up by afternoon
forgive you in a QUIET WAY
I left my wits at "solemn sights"
I'll search for love on sleepless nights
boredom lets our story end
so write that poem and fuck your friends
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4. |
Coffee
03:50
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i bled through my inhibitions cause obsessions never cheap
holding it in's efficient till it's dripping from the threading of the seams
You seem like you hesitate to specify your dreams
If I said I had a winning one I'd be lying through my teeth
1 2 3 4
callin out for a lifeline
in my reasonable tone
i muffle all my cries for help
so i'll be left the fuck alone
cause i'm a coward for clarity
confusion leaves me pissed
so don't call this a love song
whatever the fuck that is
so come to the pity party
music starts at 8
I'm flushing all my adderall (did i spell that right at all)
my music is a spectacle of
everything I hate
and I'm my own subject
angel-less crime
if I execute a construct
then I guess I'm doing time
I don't need an accomplice
to re-animate the dead
I do it every morning when I open my eyes
and I don't end my life instead
I found my god
in a shallow grave where humanity set its bar
she said you'll take a walk in your fathers shoes
and boy you won't get too far
cause you're a burden
who will never out grow (run) themself
so take your nightmares let the dust rest
on the shelf
I wake up in the morning and I fake my will to live
I give it all I got but I get tired of the giving
when there's nothing left to give
my heart is a graveyard
My soul is a mess
You'll see me on the other side
when my sins are confessed
I know how to fly
I swept my off my feet
When I finally kiss the pavement
there will be no elegy
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5. |
Drugs With Friends
02:15
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somewhere on the pavement
between breathing and dead
and now we're halfway to a waypoint
not the one in my head
it wasn't like in thoughtless wandering
where you weren't here
I hate myself when I'm sober too
if I'm honest
You fumble for a cigarette like it's the first you ever had
it tastes funny doesn't bring me back to corduroy and plaid
and thats an anecdote you'll never get
my humors not my best
when I've been drinking in the morning
scrape the worries from my chest
brings me back to the summer of '14
and memories I'm afraid of
stoned out of your mind
in your car
and stone cold in your mind
mind you i'd never run far
if i had read between your lies
and I'm hiding in the corner
of my childhood best friends bedroom
and the weighted walls are shrinking
cause the weight of you won't give room
I will grieve until i'm tired
and I'll drink until i'm plastered
my ex-boyfriend fucking hates me
cause what kills me does it faster
:/
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6. |
Bad Posture
01:36
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don't give your soul to me
my clumsy fingers fill you up
you'll find you've ended heavy handed
don't get lost in what could be my love
we both wish time was on our side
I'll bide mine suppressing silent screams
cause I'm of broken teeth
a rough path to confide in
leaves me with my prosody to hide in.
cut through this paper flesh
you do so every night
one day I'll fix my posture
and i'll find my broken light
I hate myself for loving you
i'd love myself for leaving too
but I'm an addict for those stable blues
when colors are too much too handle
you'll find her sirens innocent
but it's a harmony that leaves you feeling dissonant
I stole your car because I thought that you'd be into it
i guess?
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7. |
You Don't Love Me
01:28
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last night I dreamt the day I died
my hands were clean my tongue was tied
I laid in thought of better times
when you still loved me
and a love like that could never sleep
its a restless sad cacauphony (smth like that)
of metaphors that split my grief
so you'd love right through me dear
when you dream of your mistakes,
do you leave me in your wake?
so choke me till my face is blue
i'll fuck off if you want me too
we'll both pretend I never knew that you don't want me
and I just cannot make any sense
of your roadmaps to indfference
you built a house in your defens you tried to show me where
forget the stakes
will i hurt you when i break?
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8. |
I Ate God
02:22
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I ate god for a morning fix I
tore through bones with an iron pick i'll
keep dropping stupid metaphors til something sticks
i swear I'm only fucking with you
I build up walls only I can see through
I'll climb the ones that I'm working up to
I'll face a bottle too and I still won't know
what the fuck is wrong with me
this body is an idiom that nothing lives in
your shatter's on the carpet now you're smoking lint
and i don't think you want to see me like this
i swear i'm only talking to myself
you always keep the light on
when you close the door,
like I will not inquire what the fuck you're smiling for
and I swear I'm only asking for myself
cause when you look at me i feel like someone else
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