1. |
Something More
03:25
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I've been working my way to the middle for the last 18 months or so
like everyone else I know
Hot water music in the mornings like I'm nothing at all
Hoping that I'm something to you
Searching for something to do
Trying to stay off my phone
I've been working my way to the springtime
so that I can be whole and these feelings are gone
Fog horns in the evening from my bedroom and it sounds like home
Hoping that I'm something to you
Searching for something to do
Trying to stay off my phone
Hoping for nothing at all
I don't want a life like that
I don't wanna look like that
I don't wanna think like that no more
Hoping for something more...
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2. |
Last Night
04:30
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Last night, I walked into my bedroom
the room was warm and smelt like
dinner from some hours ago
Chatter from my open window
a man named Mark was talking
I learned his name from the voice on his phone
and Friday, it treats me like a user
I'm just a fucking mover
Always pushing around my lows
and I've been no better than the static
coming from my headphones
Writing songs about who knows?
This just feels like time has let go
Hear these words I'm trying to know
What you asked me when I was at the bottom
of this time
I wanna know
A rabble of maniacs and lunatics
Word-speak that's so obvious
as we sprawl out into the fog
and in that I have been distracted
and feeling so blown out
a hyperbolic loud mouth
This just feels like time has let go
Hear these words I'm trying to know
What you asked me when I was at the bottom
of this time
Maybe I wanna know
Then I wanna go back home
In a postcard she writes,
“I'm waiting out the times, I'm waiting in my mind”
I responded, “You're right
I walked along the coast, I thought of you the most
But I don't wanna feel not found
When my love is down and you're freaking out”
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3. |
The Admiral
05:37
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Turn your head on
They say we're under fire
Under fire from what?
Turn your head on
They say I gotta find it
Find it under the rug
and crush your phone up
They say they're gonna find you whether it's on or it's off
and keep your head on
I'm so sure we'll make it after all
We are the golden ones
After all, I'm just a setting sun
After all, we are the golden ones
I'll decide, I'm climbing out of my life
I've decided, I'm climbing out of my life
and it feels just fine
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4. |
In the Habit
04:40
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In the malaise of overthinking
how this all started, why it came to be
I don't wanna take five I wanna be free
In the charade that took me nowhere
No one's gonna tell me what they want me to see
Why should I hear out them when they don't know me?
Baby, it's so unfair
Remember when you told me how I never wanna hang on a Friday night
I'm already cut in nine, I'm just trying to get back time
Even then I figure I could never get out of a week day stall
Thinking how I'll double my mind, but I can never get that right
I'm a bonafide habit and though I try
matching what I say, I'm not really here today
Went through the walls and tried to fake that
my forehead didn't hurt and it went not seen
Why should I feel spent when I'm wearing a screen?
Went through a phase where I felt like no one
and tried not to feel like a malady
But that was all bullshit and now I'm free
and baby I'm things
But it's so unclear
Remember when you told me how I never wanna hang on a Friday night
I'm already cut in nine, I'm just trying to get back time
Even then I figure I could never get out of a week day stall
Thinking how I'll double my mind, but I can never get that right
I'm a bonafide habit and though I try
matching what I say, I'm not really here today
In the habit I can see what I want
Watching traffic, I can be who they're not
Split Down the Middle...
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5. |
For Robert
03:29
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Yesterday evening, I drove all night
Made it home by first daylight
I'm on top of it all but I'm not done
In the morning, hot water then beans
Manic portal through my computer screen
I'm on top of it all
I'm watching a life cut short
Breathing out of my forehead then I fell to the floor
That's for Robert on the train
Called me up and helped me to arrange
I had been watching too much garbage Tv
It was not good for me
Yesterday evening I drove all night
Half way there and my wheel slipped right
Veered into the fold
I'm amazed I made it home
Breathing out of my forehead then I fell to the floor
That's for Robert on the road
Called me up and helped me to unload
I was so lost and down at 23
I didn't know what was good for me
I was no good for me
She was no good for me
Good for me
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6. |
To Go
04:02
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It's too late to go to sleep my mind's on hyper flow
I'm trying to know what I think about the things I've done
Rest my head on two pillow because one just will not do
I wanna be new, just to lead me out of this place I'm stuck inside
Now I'm trying to go
I'm dying to go
I wanna be known by the people I love
But I'm already out of that stall
I shot out like a cannon ball
Now all I feel is I'm free
Molded from a fever dream
It's too late fight my mind is on the town
Baby it hurts me how we'll no longer find out
It's too late to tell the truth
Your lies are folded through
We gotta break through
Just to lead us out of this place we're stuck inside
Now I'm trying to go
I'm dying to go
I wanna be known by the people I love
But I'm already out of that stall
I shot out like a cannon ball
Now all I I feel is I'm free
Molded from a fever dream
oh I'm up, I'm up and ready it's sudden...
Baby I'm up, I'm up and ready it's sudden
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7. |
Better
03:45
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All I wanted was to be better
in the moment, under evening skies
and I wonder when we're older, will I be fine?
It's a Monday and you're spun out
and you're stuck on the payroll
Then you're martyred like a sea bird, an albatross
Honestly, I can't wait for the morning time
cause I'm all wasted inside
In the foreground, we're the molded
We're the fleeting, dying minds
Then I break free from the darken glare of your eyes
Honestly, I can't wait for the morning time
cause we're all wasted and fighting
and I don't wanna fight
no I don't wanna fight...
Later on in the red summer
I won't wander back
to your arms because that's over
and we don't need that mask
Big burden, my body's been wading
like a whale in blue
Big ocean, been trying to meet you there
Where the world is new
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