1. |
catholic school girls
04:18
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Singing the siren
Blind to the knock
Doors in or out
Door that aren’t locked
.
Silence and virtue
Quiet youre safe
Whispering torture
Wanting away
.
Out thru the glass
Like a lamb on the mount
Island of refuge
Saying your vows
.
Hes telling you something
You cant quite hear
Feeding you something
And the noise disappears
.
is this what theyre scared of
is this what they say
I think theyre all stupid
Im running away
.
Wait for the signal
Listen for clues
Its coming I promise
Youll know what to do
.
Huffing down calm
Vigilance rising
Eating the thing
Find it surprising
.
Call it supersession
Call it all sin
The bells crying out
For the mess that youre in
.
He did it to me
But its all still youre fault
Wretched and wasted
Mass whatches on
.
Youll find other demons
Company few
Youll see whats inside them
Youll see theyre all you
.
This is the cost
They said that youd pay
And all that you’ve lost
Youll wish it away
.
Scacengers hungry
Feasting on dread
Eyes that glaze over
Eyes that are dead
.
I wish that theyd told me
I now that they did
We chose this he said
And backed into the mist
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2. |
LOVE SONG
02:57
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Spider webs whipping around
Lashing around
Breathing quite slowly
Breathing quite loud
.
I wanted to tell you
More that anyone else
I want you to know
The ways that ive felt
.
Its all kind of complex
Feeling so dense
Its all too depressing
Looking over your fence
.
Said I don’t get this
You knew what I meant
All of the sense is
All that you spent
.
Smothered in sadness
Crying again
They know that you’ve had it
Try to pretend
.
[chorus]
Its all kind of pretty
And kind of ok
Now youre my excuse
To have a bad day
.
Rounding in circles
I don’t love you yet
Showing no mercy
The trouphy you get
.
I want to be past this
I want to be out
Things that she said
Things that ill doubt
.
If it want for me me
Then who was it for
Tolerance waninng
And im glued to the floor
.
Im happy for you
loving you more
tread on my fingers
to the crowd you adore
.
They love you
they love you
You’ve made that quite clear
.
I want to
I want to
I cant disappear
.
[chorus]
.
A whisper
A shodow
Worn down
and needy
.
I test you
To get to
Lets say that im greedy
.
Hard work on tiptoes
Wandering twitch
Ill just make you angry
Flipping that switch
.
Where did you hear that
Who was it today
I think that they hate you
Bad weather they say
.
[chorus]
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3. |
severance package
07:41
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Its ok
I wanna be
a pretty girl
forever
.
Think about
the minor keys
and comment on
the weather
.
Id rather hang out
With my pets
Than get
To know you better
.
Its so ok
Im not afraid whats underneath
Youre sweater
.
Its us today
A sharp charade
Who wrote
Your closing letter
.
Puppets climb
Into my mind
Detecting
To upset her
.
[hook]
I think you thought
I was up to something
[repeating]
.
Gotta be nice
Gotta be cute
Gotta be dark
Want me to prove
.
Never need much
Not much to do
None of the pressure
Nothing from you
.
Misunderstanding
What did I do
I uhhh im standing
Right next to you
.
What do you want
Like what can I do
Kind of romantic
Caring from you
.
Whatre you saying
Who is it to
Who are you facing
Fighting your mood
.
What are you saying
Following thru
What are you saying
Following thru
.
[chorus]
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4. |
rpt
03:23
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Dialing
And dialing
And dialing
The frequency
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5. |
dead on approach
02:43
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Sorry I cant be your serial killer
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6. |
moore
05:19
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Assessing the debt
Riding high in the mess
Roll me up in the batter
Again and again
.
Needling hooks
of the frail girl that looks
and she travelled so far
youd be rude not to book
.
Youre so frightened and fancy
Boil for lancing
Binding it up
Ok just cos im dancing
.
Overhead panic
Dramatic conclusions
Im so fucking tired
Of these unhinged delusions
.
Ur so deep in pocket
Im finding it weird
Its actually creepy
The mongering fear
.
Take your hand off me
Your finders out
Its actually nasty
How you go about
.
Burning up time
Burning out patience
I thought we were here
To commit to the aces
.
I cant stand the noise
You put in my head
I don’t know those people
The stories are dead
.
I tried to walk past this
But somehow you knew
Digging a grave
And id rather exume
.
[chorus]
And this is what you do
Civilian panic
Low level shiver
Bats in the attic
Swirling words
Misdeeds of the lost
Hurling feeds
Gathering dust
.
Single pass ticket
Riding to die
Games about tricking
And which drug to try
.
Lazy and weak
Dead on your feet
I guess it makes sense
Destroy and delete
.
Well be dancing forever
On a cloud in my head
I just cant remember
Quite what was said
.
I bet youll rewrite me
Into the witch
Into the demon
So very unhinged
.
Wicked she was
How she wanted so much
She expected id stop
She thought that id budge
.
So it all goes
Ill rember the rose
And that tine in the lounge
Without any clothes
.
I didn’t want this
That final backhand
All I expected was
What time you'd land
.
[chorus] x2
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7. |
flying monkey
04:18
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Come back down to the place
Where I am once again able to separate
The moving parts of a machine that I hate
I remember for a moment who felt like what
Which parts happened to me
And where the interjections of a timeline that I am not part of belong
The transactional virtue of a class that I do not fit into
But my blood is so sweet to its fang that this is where I live
And the defensive barrier that separates me from all the living
pricks at my being
my eyes forever widening
thirsty for the hand that pry me out of this rosebush tomb
its all a game
its all a game
I don’t know how to be numb like you
To not fall to my knees and writhe inside
To not feel sick and scared and hopeful
To let go like it never happened
Like its absence doesn’t matter
Like each one isn’t the most important
The transactional beauty
Because
To fill each others gaps
To me
Is what were here for
and somehow that makes me strange
and I know right now by the playbook weve developed I am meant to stand here sword drawn with fire in my eyes
by everyone else opinion
I stay
Laid
On the alter made of alterior motives
Because no one says what the mean here
Its all a game
And no one dusts trophies they’ve won while theyre out hunting
.
Holding firm to an agreement
Putting one foot before the other
Swallow my tongue because it doesn’t make anything better
Im not ashamed to admit that you were right
But that doesn’t excuse all that happened out of sight
And its hard for me to stand in any sureness
Im walking with a knife to my own back
Trusting without trusting that you can bridle the malice
Eye to eye in the reactionary schisms of hair fractures
A body this full of painful lashes cant help but be unstable
Never take the time to lick the wounds because the licking is what hurts
The shame imbued in the weakness suggested by a blow that hurt your soul
Realising that you cannot shield
Because some people simply take
And all that’s left is the mush of you in a pile of smile that breaks
The problem is that when she sees
She sees all that’s left of me
She knows the earnest searing ache
That ambition cures
And often lies awake
One foot before the other
I miss that you made sense to me
The padding in my nest
A wish that we were meant to be
I cant tell if its left
The haunt of cyclones in my head when I tumble to rest
The wallowing throws of disrespect I understand because I shouldn’t
Agonising on washing down
Proof from false opponents
So to my face she wishes to wage
Wonders why I backed off
Ive seen this play
Concerto staged
My muddy waters wash
The problem is that when she sees
The body leaves
The hornets heave
The softness lingers on
Its not a fight of strength and might
Its getting what you want
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8. |
curtains
03:03
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lol rip
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