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ha-ha-he-ha-ho-ho-ha-ha-he-ha-ho-he
I will probably always be a mom
and I will probably have, never a dog
I will probably always be in the sun
and I will probably get skin cancer on my bum
I will probably always be in the sun
I will probably get skin cancer on my bum
not a problem though
coz' you know I won, when I say
'I am trying to understand'
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sky tonight
02:42
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it's so weird to hear yourself talk, in a microphone
and i'm rollin with the shadows creepin' out the window
and golden times, they ride
and im listenin to you
and then im thinkin its true
the closeness of the sky tonight,
erases all pain i feel because
it's all so vivid, it stares, and it unboxes things
across the open seas,
across the open sky
and all that remains
i know what rings
it's a little bit harder when you sing
but when it all works out, its nice and stuff
you start hangin' above the light
wind wind
twinkle twinkle star
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mask on
00:45
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took a trip today down the street on my new bike
saw many different kinds of people walkin 'cross the street, holding hands
thrift store's lady says "mask on"
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haircut boy
00:55
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haircut boy I don't know you
but I see what you do
I believe in you
and what you want to do
haircut boy I don't know you
but I've heard a lot
if you were mucus you'd wanna be called snot
you are
someone i'd like too
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freestyle
01:01
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i mix and i master, as i walk through disaster
i see the streets come alive, and then see the puppet master
it's one big mastered pack
one master plan
one deep grunge movement
one kind of pain
i remember seeing things out in the rain
super dark in soul, and even in change
i saw how it walked, how it talked, how it bled,
how it breathed & talked and lifted it's head, it's so
kind of disturbing, really really disturbing,
I can't see three times without blurbing, blurting out
different things and losing track of what you got
really tough when you think about it all the time, not a lot
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deer song
01:18
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goodness gracious its another day, another dolla
sweaty motherfucker on the bike in the street
welp, 4 whole dollars; give to me, do you what you want
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for my future me
01:34
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oh oh oh oh
this is for the future me to listen to, i believe you
this is for the future you, i believe in you
its true, you can do it, coz' you've been doin it
this is for my future me, yes you
ahi
ah
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i know i am a body
03:43
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i forgot that i process through talking out loud
i forget that i process things when i talk to my future self
i forget that i process talking out loud
i forget that i process things when i talk out of my mouth
so, i imagine things that make me sad sometimes
and i dont like to think about these things
sometimes i cant stop thinking about them
and i stress out, i stress out
makes me think I don't have control of my thoughts
so, I must distract and run
but, maybe there's a new way to process
maybe there's a new way to deal with these sad thoughts
what makes them sad?
what makes these thoughts sad?
well, I think, its rooted in thinking that im not important,
or nobody cares about me
I guess that's low self esteem
or the need to be accepted by things
so it's an issue I have with myself, not anyone else
can't blame no one for that shit
so I need to know that,
I am a body, I'm made to play, I know that I'm a body
well I hope one day someone listens to these songs
I know im a body, and im made to play
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