1. |
Party at My Place
04:27
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the table is all set
i light the candles burning wanton
just like
just like my, just like my, just like my
just like my doctor said
clearing my head
seeing in red
party at my place again
call to service, seating my friends
rolling dice
sipping cold gin
cap at twenty
curfews can die
do you wanna know?
feels like my, feels like my, feels like my
feels like my homestead
dying in bed
the curtains are so thin
i just wanna wake up and not be so tired
i need to clean the hall
your bare feet I’m preparing
these blue nights when we can all gather
they mean so much to me
and my doctor too
party at my place again
call to service, seating my friends
rolling dice
sipping cold gin
cap at twenty
curfews can die
party at my place again
call to service, where are my friends
holding cards
downing warm gin
alone at the table
i cry
cry
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2. |
Monophobia
04:02
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springbok's booking along
children creep in the sludge
careful look at it wrong
black life pacing your grudge
the white blossoms rise
and summer you had hinted new life
but locked in my room
losing all control
no know nothing's right
convulse bitter fight
i got drunk tonight
because what was said
or maybe not said
better to be dead
than to be alone
springbok's booking along
don't get stuck in the sludge
careful look at it wrong
my head cracking open wide
now there's nothing wrong
with what was done
these coercion games
we're lying to earn some company
but her head in flames
she wants something real
and it's such a shame
that she'll never see
what we could have gained
if she could have just
only kept me round
i'm lying through my teeth
i'm chalking up high key
i'm smashing your bottles
fucking plastic models
i'm chaffing my interests
i'm torching your intents
so light up the incense
i don't need a license
to swing from gold rafters
fucking hang from rafters
while they stifle laughter
and i slip and drown all alone
how do you stay afloat?
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3. |
You Still Breathe
06:35
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i stepped on your feet
and hoped that you would notice
and maybe
step away from me
and grab yourself another
grab yourself something good to hold
watch as what we had
dissolves into the ground
in a pool for everyone else to see
but i don’t much care what anyone else says
i don’t mind
you knew who we could be
if you flew, flew, far from me it’s
true, you, shoot at my feet, left
blue, i’m blue
it all came back
it all came back today
it’s the lonliest time of the year
and i wonder, i wonder for
it all came back
it all came back to me
does it all go back to you?
will it come back to you?
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4. |
Dead Cowboys
03:58
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laughed and stood in stables
rides that lasted hours
i would wait your tables
and grant you total power
dead cowboys in my head
dead cowboys i shot dead
though i grieved, i am glad
happiness, god forbid
get yourself out if you want to do what's right
square up, hands out
hover over your piece, nice
sweating blinking shaking wincing
don't think twice
reaching grabbing drawing
killing this pig tonight
bam!
you're dead and i don't care
what the sheriff says
you never respected me
and i would rather raise these youth alone
than in the presence of a yellow coward
get yourself out if you want to do what's right
square up, hands out
hover over your piece, nice
sweating blinking shaking wincing
don't think twice
reaching grabbing drawing
killing this pig tonight
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5. |
Only Kept
03:38
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why’d i leave her
i tell you why
wide eye deceiver
holding tight
only kept for
shelter and security
comforts me- lie
i only kept her
for warmth and resting in the rays
to pass the part- lie
i only kept you
in the surface of my view so i
wouldn’t have to go outside
and see what darkness
sinks into these people
only kept for measures lost- lie
only kept at the base of my eye
so i could tell everybody else why
only kept at the base of my eye
so i didn’t have to tell anybody why
get out from my order
get out from what i had left
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6. |
Without Reason
04:23
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without reason
without reason
the lines are down
i think you’re done
trap that was set
shining, gold fruit
don’t fret
i've got
two chips that say you’re gone
can not recall where we are from
without reason
without reason
just glide along
oh just sing songs
trap that was set
shining, gold fruit
don’t fret
you’ve got
pavement ahead of you
and a vagrant point of view
knots so tight
forlorn night
how do you sleep?
vacant homes will
sanction tones
i miss my friend sometimes
it’s the
masquerade of passion
cold nicotine aid
we’re laughing
not so tight
in the morn
awaiting lacking calls
biting tongue
smokescreen breath
how have you been without me?
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7. |
Bewailers
01:43
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i have only seen one of the deceased
teenage friend with cancer in his bones
past autumn my father's brother too
raise your glass up to his fading tomb
this week i'm reading of two more deaths
fathers, brothers to my warmest friends
the multitude quietus, damned absurd
dearly departed what do we learn?
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8. |
Detox
04:23
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come and drink vials of me
your touch is all i ever need
the tongue out, swallow mouth
into you, i will slip myself
boy you’ve grown too big for your britches i think
you gotta keen green smile
liable to think
you got more in your head you don’t want me to know
the joke’s on you
i was raised in the snow
place your faux left hand on the bible my friend
loyalty is a myth that you can’t understand
if I killed you here where we both stand
would you admit that i am the better man
it goes 1,2,3,4 kick down the door
5,6,7,8 murder, cremate
i’m so repulsed by the spotlight whore
laid in a casket, don’t be late
don’t be late
done for, resting lore
dumb for besting your
get out
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9. |
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lately
signal rejects, up in arms
think maybe
silence bore from my hand
clenching hateful
dances performed
freezing
elbows i shove
hoping to impale you
wishing nothing good
could ever come true
keeping
distance tabs
jealously
why don't we just go
away from here?
where prying eyes
won't see us
please be all
i ever need
when we
settle in, relax
my gun on safety
but you're leaning
reaching far too closely
should you die
now my
blank face hits you point blank
and i can't try
to pretend that i'm here
or it's alright
first flight
i will leave again
you'll never know how sorry
i still am now
maybe one day i'll meet you
i could tell you so myself
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