1. |
Leave the blood
03:02
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Will it ever lighten up?
I don't know but I've been feeling way too much.
Anxious with the thought of you.
Disintegrating when I tell myself we're through.
I don't want to be this way.
Breathing shallow underwater in a cage.
I don't want to be like this.
I'm alright.
At night you turn on the TV lights.
The bad things glow, the good things hide.
Overshadowing empty in your eyes.
How the fuck you replace me with those guys?
Extricate the center next.
Disincorporate forever sign the text.
Separating from the gleam.
Toss the future down a well- wait, I'm still me.
Throwing out the body now,
Leave the blood as a reminder of the power.
Two to one to two again,
Crumpled mess that fell apart inside our hands.
Laid out on the sidewalk.
See the moon pass and I wonder why we talk.
Shadows over everything.
Is this how it's supposed to be?
I am alright.
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2. |
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Easier now to get comfortably numb
and be like you.
Hopping a fence fleeing a pack of stray dogs,
they take a bite of my shoe -
It's all for you.
Checking your sleeve, seeking attention you leave
Bundled up for the trick you have planned in the next scene.
A memory then clouds up experience now,
But I'm pretty sure I still like you.
Hard, to see;
Hello, I'm reality.
Breaking down,
painting in your evening gown.
Not for me,
Give yourself selectively.
Curse our ground,
close my mouth to keep me out.
Shutting off when I'm around -
searching for a happy sound -
not concerned with promises.
No use looking back.
Tell me who you are.
Put away the mask.
You only fool yourself.
Ride a comet's tail
right into the sun.
Dancing by myself,
I'm not anyone.
Show me something real.
Explode your fucking soul.
Can't hide in a crowd,
you're only growing old
Wonder how much you'll take?
When will you fill your empty place?
I let you happen to me.
Not sure why I closed my eyes?
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3. |
Before the dissolution.
02:09
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I promise, try my hardest, every moment.
If you're careful, check the present, left unnoticed.
We are here now, softly breathing, softly being.
We are here now, and the others, they don't matter.
Gently tapping, you are grinning, there is low light.
Behind the TV, we have our own world, slipping into.
Summer feeling, softly being, yes the only.
In the mirror, always playing, every statement.
Like a fire, effervescent, growing tired.
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4. |
Imiyo
02:04
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I count to three,
working up the courage to jump off this wild swing.
Remembering back when our bodies ran on gasoline .
Tonight we'll be good, you'll see.
I'm living in this scene,
excusing all the gaps in our history...
your face when you looked at me.
I
Mi
Yo
Hope is a double-edged thing;
my treasure turns to liquid and leaks out of me.
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