1. |
Between You And Me
03:19
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Where do I begin
To tell you that I wanna see you again?
Maybe today or tomorrow so
Don’t keep me wondering why
We can put your favorite record on
Dance until our feet go numb
Count the cracks in my ceiling just to
Pass the time together
But between you and me
You are where I want to be
All the time
In your arms tonight
With my head on your shoulder
But between you and me
All that’s left is the time we’ve got
Here and now
Pinky promise that I’ll
See you again
But for now can we keep this
Just between you and me?
How can I start
To beg you not to break my heart
Even though that’s inevitable
Can we at least try?
Maybe I could build a wall
Hoping that it’ll crumble and fall
There’s no use in trying not to
Fall for you
But between you and me
You are where I want to be
All the time
In your arms tonight
With my head on your shoulder
But between you and me
All that’s left is the time we’ve got
Here and now
Pinky promise that I’ll
See you again
But for now can we keep this
Just between you and me?
Sometimes when I look at you
All the stars align
I can’t hide my love for you
It feels so divine
Every moment I spend with you
I feel more alive
You don’t give me the butterflies
You give me the goddamn fireflies
But between you and me
You are where I want to be
All the time
In your arms tonight
With my head on your shoulder
But between you and me
All that’s left is the time we’ve got
Here and now
Pinky promise that I’ll
See you again
But for now can we keep this
Just between you and me?
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2. |
Eight Pills A Day
03:00
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EIGHT PILLS A DAY
TWO INHALERS
AND A NASAL SPRAY
BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY
SO I DON’T ROT
PSEUDOEPHEDRINE
AND A T SHOT
NO MORE BRAIN DECAY
fiddling with my fingers, excess energy
leave eight minutes before class, that’s early for me
a poor attempt at breakfast and a cup of lemon tea
opened up my eyes and i found it was a dream
it’s just a dream, just a dream, just a, just another dream (x4)
EIGHT PILLS A DAY
TWO INHALERS
AND A NASAL SPRAY
BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY
SO I DON’T ROT
MELATONIN
AND A T SHOT
NO MORE BRAIN DECAY
i may come off as passive, panicked, or unkind
it’s really cause my sleep schedule doesn’t fall in line
my lungs are growing heavy and my heart is full of dirt
take another breath and put on my favorite shirt
favorite shirt, favorite shirt, it’s my favorite fuckin shirt (x4)
EIGHT PILLS A DAY
TWO INHALERS
AND A NASAL SPRAY
BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY
SO I DON’T ROT
PSEUDOEPHEDRINE
AND A T SHOT
NO MORE BRAIN DECAY
i’m intimidated by what goes on outside
but there's people out there who make me feel alright
my head spins in circles and i feel so bizarre
a healthy way of coping is screaming in my car
in my car, in my car, i am screaming in my car (x2)
WAAAAAAAAAHHHHHi'mokay
EIGHT PILLS A DAY
TWO INHALERS
AND A NASAL SPRAY
BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY
SO I DON’T ROT
MELATONIN
AND A T SHOT
NO MORE BRAIN DECAY
so fuck big pharma and fuck anti-vax
and fuck all the people who neglect basic facts
fuck your fad diet and your essential oils too
health is personal and mine does not belong to you
EIGHT PILLS A DAY
TWO INHALERS
AND A NASAL SPRAY
BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY
SO I DON’T ROT
PSEUDOEPHEDRINE
AND A T SHOT
NO MORE BRAIN DECAY
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3. |
Happy Tears
03:12
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It’s so bright outside on this sunny Paris day
Y’know how hot I get so we find a little shade
Your hand fits so perfectly in mine
Gazing up through the trees talking about our lives
I’ve cried so many tears
Over all of my sad dreams
But baby when I’m with you
I’m crying happy tears (x4)
I’ve never felt so comfortable before
Forehead kisses and a smile I adore
Your touch feels like velvet butterflies
Under the blanket I can’t help but fantasize
I’ve cried so many tears
Over all of my sad dreams
But baby when I'm with you
I’m crying happy tears (x4)
I am troubled immeasurably by your eyes
I am struck by the feather of your soft reply
The small moments mean everything to me
I love the people that we have come to be
Running your fingers through my hair
I love you and nobody can compare
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4. |
Triple Point
05:47
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I don't wanna talk to anybody
But I wanna tell everyone
Pressure like an acid reflux
I don't wanna spoil your fun
(Guess I'll push it down)
Breeding thoughts of guilty conduct
When I'm dedicated to kindness
Is that all I have to offer?
Can’t i live just to exist?
(What a sinful dream)
Can I have some time alone?
I'm yelling at my loved ones
Yelling at the the things that I don't know
Ruining my image
I have hit the limit of
What I can handle shrugging off of my shoulders
To cry on, the aforementioned breaking point where
Affection and rage melt into one awful passion
I wanna be gentle wanna live by experience
And not weigh myself down with bombarding my temperament its
One chance and I've already failed it
But if you think stops me then you're surely mistaken
Pathless with a moral high ground
Stressing over a mirage
Amplify the connotations
Sanctify the camouflage
(Now you see me, now you don't)
You don't need a damn decryptor
There's no absolute meaning
Sentences are just mosaics
Illuminate selfish feelings
(Truly a work of art)
Can I have some time alone?
I'm yelling at my loved ones
Yelling at the the things that I don't know
Ruining my image
I have hit the limit of
What I can handle shrugging off of my shoulders
To cry on, the aforementioned breaking point where
Affection and rage melt into one awful passion
No matter what swims around in my indecisive tendencies
There's one thing that wont change in me and its that
I don't go down without a fight
I've got some shit on my mind
Things I'd like to tell you
Things I'd like to burn and leave behind
I'm asking that you listen
I have the triple point
When I was a kid I was told actions speak louder than words
And grew up to be seen not heard
Not even by my own mirror's reflection
I learned from someone that to make true progress
Is to make peace with something you usually dismiss
And for me that means being gentle to myself
Even the parts that I don't love (x4)
(The parts that I don't love)
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6. |
Better Weather
02:15
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You don’t try to change in phase
But you’re growing every day
Taking on a new personality
Oh, the bough will bend and break
You don’t need to tame your mane
It’ll never stay the same
Take comfort in the calamity
Of every time of day
I'd love to see you change throughout the seasons
With the trees we could hoist ourselves up into the tops
Running with my umbrella to get you standing next to me
A gust of wind arrives and you blow me away
I've been trying to find a way
To see you every single day
Without tearing down the boundary
Not a wall, just a fence
Like the way my muscles stay
Working in my skin
I don’t want us to get too far
Underneath each other’s skin
In a way that makes us hurt rather than be constructive
Build me up like puzzle pieces
Find our place maybe together
Go outside in better weather
I'd love to see you change throughout the seasons
With the trees we could hoist ourselves up into the tops
Running with my umbrella to get you standing next to me
A gust of wind arrives and you blow me away.
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7. |
Silver Medal Syndrome
02:42
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It’s never me and always her
I don’t know what to do anymore
Always thinner always smarter always tongue in cheek
I don’t know how long I can keep this gig up
You know me, I’ve always been
One of the guys one of the dudes one of your girlfriends
I’m never enough but almost there
Fight for your attention by laughing and twirling my hair
I'm so sick of trying to please
All these guys who only like me on my knees
Cause don’t you know that Silver Medal Syndrome is real? (x3)
Is real? (x2)
Ever since I was young
I wanted to find that special someone
The kind of love they write songs about
Two hundred ballads that all sound the same somehow
I’m so sick of faking these laughs
He texts me hey when I send a paragraph
Cause don’t you know that Silver Medal Syndrome is real? (x3)
Is real? (x2)
Maybe in an alternate reality where tough love meets vanity and
Those of us who claim the name underdog, second best, almost there,
wear it across our chest
It’s our life vest
Familiarity is kind but we never know what’s really out there until we try
And if they say that it takes 21 days to make a habit
Well, let’s hope that next month is automatic
If I can’t be the golden girl of your dreams maybe I’ll have to settle for the silver medal
I’ve never been the type to be prom queen or miss congeniality
I never learned how to properly french braid or serenade but I do know
That the sun sets in the west and rises in the east kissing the horizon’s cheek
Days will go on and months, and years, so dwelling on the past just feeds your fears
Cause don’t you know that Silver Medal Syndrome is real? (x3)
Is real? (x2)
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8. |
Shatter
03:56
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This painting here has changed
It’s melting out of the frame
How much have you distorted it while I wasn’t looking
This audio is senseless
Can’t decipher a message
You’ve telephoned the source
Into a cacophony of pseudonyms
You should be decaying already
For ever touching my possessions
Hoarding realms corrupting them
adding songs to your collection
If there’s anything to learn
About my sheer stupidity it’s
Never pull out a chair
To gamble with my memory
This window here is cracked
Just look how light refracts
I lay distracted like a cat by the bright prism it casts
I’ve got no time for manners
I’m gonna break, I’m gonna shatter
And my corpse will make a stained glass window fit for a cathedral
I’m gonna break my glass half empty
I’m gonna break my glass half filled
Am I iridescent like dish soap or like an oil spill
I’m gonna shake up this foundation
I’m gonna take back my free will
Smash the message in a bottle
I am not afraid to kill
I’m gonna shatter x3
I used to think I broke
Everything I touched
Look in the mirror and get seven years bad luck
I worry I'm a projection
Siphoning off your affection
Angels only humoring my prayers
I worry that if you took
A sledgehammer straight to my head
Underneath
There would be
Nothing there
This window here is cracked
Just look how light refracts
I lay distracted like a cat by the bright prism it casts
I’ve got no time for manners
I’m gonna break, I’m gonna shatter
And my corpse will make a stained glass window fit for a cathedral
I’m gonna break my glass half empty
I’m gonna break my glass half filled
Am I iridescent like dish soap or like an oil spill
I’m gonna shake this foundation
I’m gonna take back my free will
Smash the message in a bottle
I am not afraid to kill
I’m gonna shatter x3
And rebuild myself from the base up
Shatter
I’m gonna shatter
I’m gonna shatter
And rebuild myself from the base up
Shatter
I’m gonna shatter
I’m gonna shatter
And rebuild this world from the base up
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9. |
Kentucky Meat Rain
04:44
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Look on down my throat
Can you see my heart beating
Past the apple cores
Something in me is teething
Raw rib cage of ribbons
Medical anomaly
Whispers from the neighbors
Say there’s something wrong with me
The flesh of the earth is cracking and splitting
I think that the horsemen are near
Pitchfork and torch fates peristalsis
Bewitched by the final frontier
Burned at the stake you can’t take what I’ve got
It’s a slaughter we ache and the waters bloodshot
You can board up your windows and cut out the rot
I will dance all I want in this storm in Kentucky meat rain
Falling from the heavens
Morbid curiosity
Calling of belial
Vultures swarm above me
Read your revelation
Cartilage is gleaming
The baby in the basement
Won’t stop screaming
The flesh of the earth is cracking and splitting
I think that the horsemen are near
Pitchfork and torch fates peristalsis
Bewitched by the final frontier
Burned at the stake you can’t take what I’ve got
It’s a slaughter we ache and the waters bloodshot
You can board up your windows and cut out the rot
I will dance all I want in this storm in Kentucky meat rain
In fear and in debt you reject the unknown
I’m a monster a threat bringing murders of crows
Reaping in what you sow the silence of a daughter
A scythe and a bow say a prayer on the altar
And drown
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Witches of Warboys Chicago, Illinois
bigfoot is real
bo / jamie / quinn
-unexplained core band from the Chicago
area
-experimental indie w/ melodica, pill bottle shakers, woodblock, and viola!
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