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I spent all this weekend drinking away
everything that you gave to me,
so I sat back and looked through the past
to try and fucking see.
It was something like Stockholm syndrome,
loving one who treated me like shit--
it was insane of me for ever thinking that this would somehow fit,
but it won't.
So I'll try, and leave this town behind
because god knows I'm not where I belong,
how could you think I did you wrong?
but it doesn't equate to what you did..
its so hard to miss someone who replace me
so easily
I've been spending the past few months
trying to get rid of your memories
but I'll still point to you in every picture
and write you in every song
and love you everyday.
So I'll get out of your hurricane
and hurry away
cause I can't understand what you decided to plan this time.
What did you decide to plan this time?
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2. |
16
03:14
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I'm beneath the water,
and I can't breathe again
please come back,
don't go any farther.
I am a wave,
I knock everything over,
you are the sand,
you're my lucky clover.
I am awake,
and you're still dreaming,
you don't know me
so what's the meaning?
But you're okay,
you're alright.
I'll be fine,
it's only a matter of time.
Do you like my socks?
I am the rain,
you can't cure me,
you are the grass,
you're every eyelash wish.
I am the winter,
I'm always cold,
but you're so warm,
you're the sun.
And you're okay,
you're alright.
I'll be fine,
it's only a matter of time.
Do you need some socks?
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I never wanted to leave this town.
I never wanted to let you down.
I swear I'll let you pound me like a nail into the wall
if that's what it takes to make you stay.
It's so loud I can hear no sounds,
only that of the rumors going around,
and you feel so far away
I don't know if I can take it--
I can't stay here.
And no I won't forget it,
I know I won't forget it,
on the sea shore
no I'm not sure
where I want to be.
How can I say goodbye,
when you just opened up for hello?
I feel so hollow
I feel so low
so it goes--
And maybe I'll find it.
I don't know what I'm finding
Climbing my mountain
I don't have a plan
for where I want to be.
People always say it gets better
but that's not true for this weather
I can't find the sun in the clouds
I don't know how.
And this is finally over.
I'm leaving tomorrow.
Don't look for my back
I won't come back
I simply need to be.
And no I won't forget it
I know I won't forget it
on the sea shore
I am sure
this is where I have to be
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4. |
karma
02:16
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I hope karma eats me alive
I hope it eats me from the inside out.
I hope it takes my life,
maybe then I'll know what its about.
I'm only human,
I make mistakes.
but I've made more recently
than I can take.
I forgot I'm not the only one with a heart
that can break.
I need to make a change,
I need to make a change.
I'll take all the blame,
I'll do whatever it takes,
to make it okay
even though things will never be the same.
And listen to the rain,
here it comes.
Listen to the wind,
as it hums.
I wish I didn't walk,
I wish I could run.
I might as well burn my lungs,
I don't care anymore,
I'm done.
I think I'm better off being 2,000 miles away
cause I can't stay in one place
anymore
or I'll get bored
and start ruining lives
until its eating me away
and all of my insides.
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5. |
vacation
03:13
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I told myself to never fall in love again.
After the last time I realized everything ends.
But I sat in the shower until I turned blue
and then I knew,
I was wrong.
We wen't to the store at 3am.
We stayed up till 8 again.
My throat is scratchy
and everything aches,
but god I wish you would have stayed.
And everything is changing.
I need a vacation.
My life is changing.
Everything is complicated.
I wish it would go back to how it was,
just you and me
in love.
By the end of the week it'll be June 9th.
I'll be out of your way and start my new life.
I told myself I wanted to be alone,
but now I don't know.
And everything is rearranging.
I still need a vacation.
My life is rearranging.
Everything is complicated.
I wanna stay here because you're here
but I know I need to grow.
And I'm running out of time,
to give my thanks and say my goodbyes.
But don't worry about it at all.
I'll be back again,
when I fall.
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6. |
peach tree
02:55
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I wanna be a peach tree.
I wanna see what would happen to me,
would there be any birds?
would there be any bees?
cause I wanna be a peach tree.
I want my fruit to taste like happiness.
I want my fruit sweet in case if
a farmer comes around to harvest it
I wanna be as sweet as I can be.
I wanna be a peach tree.
I wanna be an apple tree.
I want my core strong, but I don't want many seeds.
And when you pick me there will be a leaf on my stem,
I wanna be an apple tree instead of them.
I want an orange tree standing right next to me,
so when Emily comes around she will see my leaves.
She'll juice all the oranges she can find,
and she'll leave some juice for me
because she's just so kind.
And maybe one day she'll be an orange tree.
She won't be that sweet though
cause limes aren't to me.
We'll be in a field and you'll need a map and key
to find me and Emily as fruit trees.
I wanna be a peach tree.
I want my fruit to be as sweet as it can be.
I wanna see the sky through all my leaves,
I wanna be a motherfucking peach tree!!
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