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BAD LIGHT
01:30
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woof!
a void to air out all my desires
paranoid from vice and refreshing twice
who's there?
hiding behind the screen
i take my truvada with my listerine
it's me - or someone more to taste
i'm not meeting up until i see your face
bad light makes it so hard to see
i project on you and you project on me
one night when we went out in the world
almost thought that i was gonna be your girl
dead wrong - but the kind that makes it right
it's so hard to see it clear in this bad light
it's love without a depth
brace yourself
let it swallow me
not enough to just describe the things i've seen
tonight in the void
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2. |
DOUBLE SCORPIO
01:45
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what to do with a bone too big?
open a vial of amyl nitrate
a top
removing distance
open mouth my begging reflex
i'm a winner
two time loser
two steps forward
and one step back
but i'll take it
i'm romantic
i got no idea what i'm doing
but god it feels good
double winner
chicken dinner
bend me over
and clean your plate
wonder how i'll feel in the morning
intimidated by the size of it
something leaves my nostrils burning
something makes love feel like it takes half a minute
rougher
i'm a catalyst
i don't think too hard about it
farm to disco made in austin
i want you to take a huff
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3. |
DRY
02:11
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one hundred suns spent drying out
in a monastery in a shroud of doubt
a psychic wound delayed to heal
embrace the moon it makes it real
internal monolith is tall
coming through the walls
measuring the time until attack
plastered like a crack
to fragile to unpack
i rage against i bide my time
on razor thin ice
i'm skating on a dull blade
ride it around
i'm wasting my time thinking life would go on
lifeline throw
is it really though?
isn't letting go pride or vertigo
i'm waiting for night i'm waiting for dawn
delusional
lead me to believe
the forest through the trees
i've come too far with blinders on
drink until it's black
ready for attack
i rage against the dying light
losing control
i'm hiding in a dark bar
fucking around
i'm wasting my time here waiting to die
promise me a lifeline throw
is it really though?
isn't letting go pride or vertigo
i'm soaking wet i'm soaking dry
"do not go gently into that good night
rage against the dying of the light"
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4. |
GUILLOTINE
02:12
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my reoccurring dream
gardener at the guillotine
oh i feel obscene
perpetual teen
a skill thats used in excess
betraying analysis
when i don't look like you do
and i think nothing like you
i'm some tiny rotten seed
festering to bloom
filling out your room
with gloom
and all the flowers stink
theres dishes in the sink
and all this grass to mow
i'm not your little boy
thorns you don't enjoy
on some prized bouquet
roses smell like shit
those petals grow fractal
gender is exoskeletal
see now i'm thinking just like you do
i don't have to justify anything
and all i never need
free advice how to grow a weed
love always
your seed
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5. |
WILT
01:08
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i'm not sick i'm not unwell
flowers grow inside somebody's public hell
aim to misfire
shoot just to miss
fevered disillusion never feels like bliss
i'm staying high as hell
to endure
my suit of armor: some dusted air
scratching looking stupid i don't even care
fill the circle, check the square
an illusion of choice
is it a birth or is it a murder?
waiting for the paint to dry will strip you bare
empty skull
empty ricochet of fortunes spells
in between you clocking in and clocking out
while you wilt
time rots
drains slow
wilt
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6. |
PUNISHER
02:46
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apex predator
punisher
hiding out in wait
a little more pathetic or curious
to see how far i can stretch it out
no doubt
i pout
when do I get my reward?
ridiculous
ridicule me for wanting it
i cry out loud
from under the shadow of the hospital
hiding out in wait
nurses expect me
they pry open my mouth and
"let's see what we're gonna find today-
this one never stops swallowing"
i don't stay down
pitiful wallowing
all that billows out
all that billows out
not my first time around
knocked to the ground
i don't stay down
yellow belly melt like butter
got a penchant for suffering
a masochist doubt
and it's in my mouth
should i let you slap it out?
or is it me who's hunting you down?
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hippyfuckers St. Louis, Missouri
kathleen on drums
olivia on bass
birdie on guitar
sandy on vocals
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