1. |
Quarter-Life Crisis
04:33
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I’ve had enough
What do I gotta do to call it off?
Man, I just want some peace,
but the devil’s on my doorstep
Peering in on me
These days I dream of the mountains
This concrete ain’t where my heart is
They go one, two
Get hit with the three and four
I thought it’d be so different
When my twenties came to a close
I miss the life
I had when I
Could see a way forward
And now we’re working to the bone, right straight to our deaths
Pushing pencils, typing keyboards, what shit life is this?
Hunched over dull
When was the last time I stood up tall?
Despite what they all say, they
Don’t give a shit
If you die or live
We’re all just competing for
First place to the grave
It eats me up when I see your face
Didn’t need this shit that was shoveled your way
It’s easy to talk that shit when we're young
Everyone’s an artist till the landlord need a cut
They called my bluff
Beating my head against the wall
It's over now, I’m all alone
Beating my head against the wall
Connection cut, friends move on
Beating my head against the wall
Money’s gone, the world will burn
Beating my head against the wall
I should've treasured all that time
'Cause this is the end of the road
One, two
All of my friends bit the dust
Pockets, future empty
Guess our time is up
Oh, God.
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2. |
Hey, Rise!
03:19
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Well, if it ain’t the consequence of my actions
There I go caving in again
I want to be
About anyone but myself
And I want to see
The colors of the world through prism glass
When clothing didn’t fit so tight (Fit so tight)
And my bones didn’t ache at night
Go ahead and try to fake it this time
Stretching out the fabric just to fool the mind
I don’t match with this body of mine
Call on somebody just hear sunshine
And if I happen on a mirror one time,
Try and look away, outta sight, outta mind
Heart wants what the body won’t abide
Keep voices soft and kind
Hey, Rise, it’s alright
We’re coming back around to the starting line
The road is long, don’t you pay no mind
You and me can just sit and vibe
Throw on your records
And big, cozy sweaters
Wait out the rainy weather
I promise we’ll feel better someday
The only goal is to be lusted after
By any and all, so I pander and pander
Trying hard to ignore my own laughter
Loving myself is a fucking disaster
And in my dreams I imagine
I carve off this stomach with a knife, strike a match and watch it fucking burn
Then I open up my eyes, and the voice goes:
“You're content to be a punchline,
The funny, fat guy for the rest of your life?
Who is ever gonna want your time?
And if they call you sweet, then you know it’s all lies
Why would anyone be so inclined,
Who would want a body so destroyed like mine?
Write ‘em off, you ain’t worth no dimes
Write ‘em off, you’re past your prime.”
But I’ve heard about enough tonight, so
Let’s go!
Sun’s coming up
We’re choosing love
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3. |
Springtrap
03:06
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I heard the crows today. I knew they wouldn’t let me rest until all that I’ve been holding onto the last 8 months is filed and accounted for. Fuck, they should really let the boy interview me. I have such stories… stories of looking into her brown eyes and feeling my heart drop seventy floors into my stomach as the person I loved melted right off her disgusting face. What was that, what even the fuck was that? That someone I vetted, I did it right this time, I didn’t rush, I got to know her, I did all of the things you’re supposed to do and still the glee was like honey to her sugar-starved lips as she cornered me in my fucking bedroom
But that’s all you’ll take
I know it eats you up, I know you wanted more
Keep us all together while you run me through
But that’s all I could do and now I’m here alone in the blue
Keep it together
It was in my head, and now it’s said and done
I’m still a feather
Blowing in the wind, blowing in the wind
She took me out and she held my head over a fucking bridge
That’s all you get when you hope for love from a cold embrace
Well I guess that’s all you get when you hope for a fucking bridge in the middle of everything that you are
Fuck you, it’s over
(Whoa…)
I’m not enough, I’m not enough, to take this home
I wanted more, I wanted more, but I don’t know
How to make myself feel some joy again
I’m done, I’m done
I hope you fix your fucking head
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4. |
Daigaku Emo
03:30
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I remember the indigo flow
I could not have been much older than 18
Cold demeanor and a heart of stone
I saw a dark reflection right in front of me
All these voices
They tell me to give in
But I never heard about Daigaku Imo in the Fall
秋の諏訪湖も泣くほど美しかった
わかる日はいつ来る？
I'm just a little bit out of the loop
これから何があっても
前に進むしかない
自己不信に飲み込まれて
諦めてたまるか
暗闇の過去
今までの苦労
この汚れた顔でも
生き続ける権利があるよ
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