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Waking Up
00:58
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(Instrumental)
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Gravity
04:38
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We went out of our minds trying to dig through all the dirt.
To find the binding factor keeping things upon the earth.
It wasn't quite a secret, but I swore I'd never tell.
Why do I remain in the same spot in which I fell?
Gravity.
I never thought I'd be controlled by something I can't see
That was before anybody mentioned gravity.
It puts me in my place when I get my head in the clouds.
It's in my face, in outer space, it always gets me down.
Gravity.
Never can you conquer something so great and so strong.
Eternal, ample, boundless, mammoth, massive, and far-flung.
I just want to let go and spiral out into the night.
To leave this haunted planet, but it sadly holds me tight.
Gravity.
No, it wasn't quite a secret, if it was, it isn't now.
I got what I had coming from the running of my mouth.
I knew that I'd regret it when I told you all one day
I know the message isn't clear, but it's still all I have to say.
Gravity.
Blah blah blah blah blah.
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4. |
February
03:46
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My teenage years were my mid-life crisis/I'm twenty-five now and I can't seem to fight this.
Seventeen then wasn't seen as mindless/and now that I'm looking back on it, I value it priceless.
All I ever wanted then was just a beautiful girl/and since I got a steady woman, all I want is the world.
It's pitiful how I never feel I'm fulfilled/how I put myself in shitty situations for thrills.
How I'm lying to myself so I don't feel quite as bad/until I'm locked inside my room like I just fought with my dad.
Anxiety peaks between the time I've been wasting/while I'm drinking, only thinking about masturbating.
If I said I had the time, then I'd be labeled a liar/and if not the case I stated, then I'm much too tired.
Ten years ago a life like this was all that I wanted/now it's dreams of seventeen of which I'm currently haunted.
Went from no one to myself straight to my number-one heel/and still I have the nerve to tell myself it's not big deal.
Not within your sight can you yet notice that I'm frightened/blinded by the winding line of mindlessness behind me.
Shining like a light at night to find the spineless hiding/obviously obvious me, praying you don't find me.
And yo, even though my mind is my worst adversary/ I won't meet defeat/I will beat February.
Though everything I've seen in the meantime is scary/I won't meet defeat/I will beat February.
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5. |
Beethoven
03:37
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6. |
Secrets (Parts 1 & 2)
03:36
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..Just listen.
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7. |
Dead Meat
05:06
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Death is literally in my rear-view mirror
Following me down the street.
Death is literally in my rear-view mirror
It's gonna get me, I'm dead.
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8. |
Sweet Receding Sunshine
01:32
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Welcome to a shitty page torn from my diary
I handful of excuses piled high upon debris
The stars are out at lunchtime and it kinda makes me sick
and my sweet receding sunshine is a myth.
All the time spent wandering in shadows on cement
When the sweet receding sunshine started on it's slow decent.
Every time it happened, it was difficult to tell when
both the actor and director look exactly like myself
Welcome to a room with seating just for three
You and I together and the other side of me
I start to lose my focus as the room is getting dim
as my sweet receding sunshine fades again.
It's gone away forever and I'll never get it back
My sweet receding sunshine fades to black.
My sweet receding sunshine fades to black.
My sweet receding sunshine fades to black.
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9. |
Stop
01:56
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10. |
Twaddle
01:53
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11. |
Our Skin
02:44
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12. |
Falling Asleep
01:13
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(Instrumental)
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