Bored of Being Sad
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Portals
02:26
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softly and tenderly Jesus is calling,
calling for you and for me
see, on the portals he's waiting and watching,
watching for you and for me
come home, come home
ye who are weary come home;
earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling,
calling, O sinner, come home
time is now fleeting, the moments are passing,
passing from you and from me
shadows are gathering, deathbeds are coming,
coming for you and for me
come home, come home
ye who are weary come home
earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling,
calling, O sinner, come home
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Ferrari
02:23
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in a fiberglass Ferrari fueled by the pure hatred of joy,
I've been out blurring the line between freelance and unemployed
somewhere across the plane of immanence shouting into the void
only a fool can make a difference and they don’t really get a choice
I’m not aiming for the bushes when I jump out this window
I refuse to act on fear
no thank you,
I’ve been down that road
there are a thousand million ways to drive that nail into it's hole,
to keep running in place cause it’s a bit more comfortable
than peeling up the veil from that illusion of control
and learning when to leave yourself alone
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3. |
Circling the Drain
03:46
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I am below the bullshit
let the pendulum swing
drive the boat like you stole it
let's grease up this hate machine
I've got a flare for theatrics
it feels like punching a bruise
I've been getting my ass kicked
but I'm playing to lose
the sock drawer that we're snooping in
the bane of all our inhibitions
the dead horse
it's a blood sport
yeah, you can dig for pity in the hearts of your peers
or cover up your eyes and make the world disappear
you can start a fire
but everybody's singing the same stale song
"You gotta go along to get along"
this was as far as my plan went
smacked up against a wall
it feels like I'm being punished for something
by “good folks”
in scare quotes
in the sequel to politics
"Unanswered Prayers and Crying Fits"
in free fall
into the chipper with it all
I could really give a fuck about anything
I'm just blowing raspberries and circling the drain
fucking with what's right front of me
no one can give you peace
no one can take it away
yeah, we can build a new religion
write a new alphabet
I'm here justifying the future
not redeeming the dead
my father says, "You've gotta go along to get along"
and I do
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4. |
Bored of Being Sad
03:20
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call the bastard up and buy him lunch.
let's talk about the future
how I've grown to feel so little love
how you act like you don’t understand
a short word with the lonesome balladeer
a long weekend all bent out of shape
a new self help book for each year
annotating the path to my grave
I don't want to talk about the future
No
I don't care if I'm wasting my time
I've got time to waste
and no will to participate
I've been wasting my whole life
and I’m so bored of being sad
it's not cool anymore
it's old
and I'm bored
shit’s really not so bad
I created this hell
I have no one to blame but myself
if you romanticize misery, brother, you're gonna be miserable
I was dead
I was looking for companies to sling shirts at the funeral
all the makings of a pacifist, another hypocrite, hippie weed head
throwing out the dogma and cashing in
"we did the math on it,
it wasn't happening"
the villain arc of a wanton rogue
one of heaven's tortured souls
with a cold heart,
a white dwarf headed for a black hole
sharpening my teeth on the bones of my old enemies
I'm over saying sorry and I'm
bored of being sad
it's not cool anymore
it's old
and I'm bored.
shit’s really not so bad.
I created this hell.
I have no one to blame but myself
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Straw Hat
03:31
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straw sun hat,
in a pair of Sean John boxer briefs,
sipping the sweet taste of relief,
not tortured like we used to be
I love you
because of the things you do for me
this is a meritocracy
no one is responsible for anyone's feelings
I know that you're trying to parry your doubts
that you want to trust me
I know that you're spying on me now
through the dog camera
but everything that I do
I would do in front of you
and I don't really mind what you do
no one owns you
tax my gig
I pity every asshole now
if you treat people like that, I know that's how you treat yourself
it feels good to kill
we did all of this advеrtently
yeah, we got all thе luck we need
no shame
no fear
no guilt
no, everything that I do
I would do in front of you
and I don't really mind what you do
no one owns you
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Let's Start Degeneracy
03:58
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a fleeting moment of clarity
at the end of a dead end street
caught up in shit you don't believe
it's always been like that
I’ve been sucking on this battery
keeping it cool around your family
taking every opportunity
to get you on your back
it's a convent at your parents house
laying on the carpet barely tethered to the ground
shut the door and turn the lights out
crank the shit up to ten
say fuck you to your friends
I want to wrap around and break you like a glowstick
get us thrown in a cell
ring in your head like a bell
I want to be another one of the beautiful lies that you tell yourself
a fleeting moment of clarity
at the end of a dead end street
caught up in shit you don’t believe
shoveling a way out
mixing styrofoam and gasoline
better living through chemistry
ready to be a liability
blowing out a war cloud
I want to crumble down this hill into the highway
I want to come to in the middle of the interstate
cut a trail from the beach to the city skyline with my last brain cell
I want to wrap around and break you like a glow stick
take a hit and write us both out of the narrative
I want to be another one of the beautiful lies that you tell yourself
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Omni
03:32
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you missed your flight out to New York.
now you're back here killing swallows
and boarding up the doors,
putting holes in every wall
spinning on in absolution
cause none of its your fault
pray to your favorite constellation
press your candle to the flame
paint yourself into a corner with your bridges all ablaze
are you hearing voices now?
holding your breath until you pass out
still inside a burning house
still not sure whether to put it out or to burn it down
pray to your favorite constellation
press your candle to the flame
paint yourself into a corner
with your bridges all ablaze
no one's safe
until your somewhere far away
no one's safe
what's it like to be a martyr?
or is it god you blame?
are you looking for a new god
or do you learn from your mistakes?
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8. |
Strangers
02:54
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I used to see myself standing in the background
I woke up today and everybody felt like strangers
I’m ready to leave
I know where I was when the light went out
everyone I know,
I treat them all like strangers
I’m ready to leave
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9. |
Concertito in G Major
01:16
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10. |
Huperzine Dreams
03:17
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3-star hotels
enough is enough
kicking someone that you're close with in an impulsive act of love
toes in the deep end
by the pool
speaking in tongues
we pause the screen
god’s face
burned in the tv
what if everything’s as perfect as we suspected it would be?
what if we dropped the catastrophic fatalist philosophy
and looked at what's around us
as lucid as our dreams?
bidding farewell
to the the last thing that you know
When you lose everything, the whole world becomes your home
the heathen doomed welcome you to the fold
trickling down gods porcelain throne
getting the one-way ticket
itching to get on with it
in a pair of green shades
running every red light
feeding the flame oxygen
feeling the room start spinning
cutting all ties
saying goodbye
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