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Chagrin
00:47
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Ponder what to do when there's nothing left
Gaze around this room at all the emptiness
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Got the Assist
01:30
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Take a look around at all the people coping with their problems
I see them flick a cigarette butt out of the Chrysler Town and Country
I think of that shit smell in the back seat, the kids cry “Mom, where’s Dad?”
Dare I say it? It’s such a flawed world we live in
This world is so flawed. It’s so flawed
Don’t know how much longer I can handle this
Our genes choose the best ones to pass on
Mine just aren’t of the liking; try not to remind me
I’ll just cope like everyone else
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Taylor
01:10
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I tailored my life to fit what’s important to me and only me
It took me long enough to figure out what matters most
Now everything means a little more sense to me
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I do not own this song. This is a cover of Major League's song Seasons.
lyrics:
Go ahead and take a walk in my shoes
Maybe you’ll find what I’ve been looking for
Cause living now at the end of time
Doesn’t seem so bad when we’ve got nothing left to lose
I’m changing with the seasons
First sign of spring I’ll be just fine
The sun only shines on paradise
And maybe we’ll get there someday
But for now just take my word
Cause this world’s an ugly place
So don’t change now
Please stay the same
I can’t keep living with my back against the wall
And I can’t lie to myself forever
Even if every step forward is five steps back
At least I’m getting somewhere
I’m changing with the seasons
First sign of spring I’ll be just fine
I don’t know where I’ve been for these past few months
I can’t believe that I got this low
I’ve been preaching ‘keep your head up kid’
When all along I’ve had mine buried in the sand
And I don’t know where I’ve been for these past few months
I can’t believe that I got this low
I’ve listened to "The Upsides" B-side
Looking for the answers
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You Won't (No Balls)
01:58
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I’m so sick of everything going on
So sick of people, friends, and family
I’m so sick of playing music even
Oh goddamn the irony, call me a walking contradiction
Look at all this shit
Let’s not worry about it for a second because we have all been through this
At least a thousand times over again
There’s a light at the end of this fucking shithole
Just cope with the assist
‘Cause we’re all pieces of shit in the end
I’m so sick of the morning sunrise, knowing I have to do shit
Being productive is so suckish
I’m so sick of sleeping all day even
Oh goddamn the irony, call me a bum, couch potato
Look at all this shit
Let’s not worry about it for a second because we have all been through this
At least a thousand times, over again
There’s a light at the end of this fucking shithole
Just cope with the assist
‘Cause we’re all pieces of shit in the end
Lately I’ve been begging for something as long as it’s nothing
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