1. |
Eating Ass (A Love Song)
02:27
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Whats so bad about eating ass
And bubbles in the basement
They were tryna look punk
And I was tryna act tough
When someone called him my boyfriend
But he spilt my beer
And then he drank my beer
And then I smashed the rest on the cement
Though he could have been gone
When I went driving all wrong
Cross-country on government meth
If anyone asks
He just never went home
Whats so bad about some who has the time
To ride along and endure
Factories on the block
I drove him to the Wawa
And tried to lose him in the store
All the tomatoes I stabbed
With bits of broken glass
They didn't seem to mind anymore
I say he never went home
But what he doesn't know
Is that I never had one before
Have you ever went fast
1 2 3 4
Whats so bad about eating ass
Sausage-dog eats trash everyday
Off the living room floor
And when he bays at the door
And I would have it no other way
I would have it no other way
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2. |
Fuck My Feelings
01:44
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Maybe its my Capricorn moon
Or the smell of you in my room
I wanna burn this mattress
And the box-spring too
Out in the parking lot
My neighbors might call the cops
But I say fuck my feelings
And the police too
I wanna lift you up
So I can lose my grip
I wanna take your drugs
So you can take a sip
Of my spinal fluid
Just a'dripping on the floor
After I slam my head
Into the oven door again
And again and again and again
Maybe it's my venus sign
It is your venus sign
Maybe we're both really good at committing crimes
Against this bloody pumping
All through our skin
Our last two braincells thumping
On closed eyelids
I wanna take a hike
I wanna steal your bike
I wanna look like everyone you've ever liked
I wanna make some toast
While I am taking a bath
I wanna never hear your
Infectious laugh again
Well it's a good thing we're just friends
Maybe it's my Capricorn moon
Or a sense of impending doom
I wanna flee the continent
Or never leave your room
I'm gonna fuck this up
I'm gonna lose my grip
I'm gonna lift you up
So you can fuck my feelings again
And again and again and again
And again and again and again and again and again and again and again
And again
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3. |
I Got The Fear
03:00
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with my man at his pad tryin to score an eighth
gave him cash for the stash and we roll a J
he takes one hit and his eyes go wide
there's some fucked up shit goin on inside
and he says "something bad's gonna happen to me"
I say "there ain't no bad shit here"
but he's freaked out as can be
he starts screaming "woah! I got the fear!"
with the crew killin time at the riverbank
I load a bowl of some prime California dank
we're passing the grass until my buddy Fred
gets this look in their eyes like they're fucked in the head
and they say "something bad's gonna happen to me"
we say there ain't no bad shit here
but they're freaked out as can be
they start screaming "woah! I got the fear!"
in the boonies on a trip rolling all night long
with my buddies taking rips from a gravity bong
when all of a sudden I start to think
"what if the world disappears every time I blink?"
and I say "something bad's gonna happen to me"
my friends say "there ain't shit here"
red and blue flashing lights here come the police
and I scream "whoa! I got the fear!"
woah!
woah!
woah!
woah! I got the fear!
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4. |
Recluse
02:52
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Oh lorde
My sock is full of venom and blood
Recluse hide in my shoes
But I can't hold a grudge
If I had a dollar everytime I bit someone
Because I was scared
I'd buy myself a beer
If I had a dollar everytime I bit someone
Because I was small
I'd have another beer
Thats okay
I'll just sleep the day away
Let the bugs crawl in my brain
Building nests and hatching eggs
I miss the days
When I could fuck the pain away
Was so young and a cliché
Yet with the polar spikes
And spider bites
I'm here
I never meant to quit taking my meds
I ate them all at once
And left them on the cement
Kept all of my bumps and scrapes
And aches and pains
And parlor games
We're sleeping on broken eggs
Its blood you crave
But not today
If I had a dollar everytime I let someone
Just suck me dry
I'd buy myself a beer
And if I had a dollar every time I let someone
Eat me alive
I'd have another beer
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5. |
Kidney Stone
01:34
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I used to be so lonely that it made me want to die
now I have lots of company whenever I step outside
just as soon as they can get a glance they undress me with their eyes
they see through my disguise
I pass like a kidney stone, hurts worse than a broken bone
bleeding in the urinal that's gonna leave a stain
I pass like a wide load on a narrow country road
so get out of my way cause I ain't staying in my lane
walking home with headphones in pretending I can't hear
the people who look at me sideways, the way they laugh and jeer
just keep staring at the sidewalk, keep trying to disappear
don't let them see your fear
I pass like a storm cloud casting a dreadful shroud
close the windows, shut the doors; I think it looks like rain
I pass like a heart attack, baby there's no coming back
just hold your breath, clutch your chest, and grimace till the pain
goes away
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I've never been good at sports
No trophies to my name
I'll certainly drop the ball
If you say that it's a game
I'll fumble, I'll fuck it up
I'll probably show up drunk
And want to go home before the second
Outing, or inning
Whatever the fuck it's called
I dont know what I'm talking about
Dont know anything at all
Except when I see a spider I kill it on site
And everytime you see a spider you take it outside
I'm trying to be kinder
I'm trying to be right with my words
I know that no spider wants to die
And I dont not want to
I'm trying
I've never been good at this
Only got myself to blame
And if you say your being honest
I'll treat it like a game
I hate to lose, hate to be wrong
I'll probably drag it out to long
And hurt feelings before you can
I'm neurotic, nostalgic
Whatever the fuck its called
I dont know what I'm waiting for
Dont know anything at all
I want soak up your body heat like a lizard and a lamp
Hold me in your lap and feed me spiders from your hand
I'm trying to be warmer
I'm to be right with my words
I know that no spider wants to die
And I dont not want to
I'm trying
(Dale Nodar)
A cup and a peice of paper
They're more afraid of you then you are them
Everybody's just trying to live their life
And I
I don't not want to
I'm so petty, peotic
Whatever the fuck its called
I dont know what in mad about
Dont know anything at all
Except when I see a spider I kill it on site
And everytime you see a spider you take it outside
I'm trying to be better
Im trying to be right with my words
I know that no spider wants to die
And I dont not want to
I'm dying to tell you
I'm trying to find the right words
You said that no spider wants to die
And I dont not want to
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7. |
Anything Anything
02:26
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I'd give anything to be you
With your Old Thompson
And your pair of spoons
Crushing everything in sight
Addy and the benz alike
I'd give anything
Anything
To be you
I'd give anything
To see you
In the light of day
With your eyes unglued
Not keeling over
Your glossy coating, oh
I'd give anything
Anything
To see you
I'd give anything
To know you
Barefoot in the snow
Under a burning moon
A nosebleed gone dry
Does it make you sweat through the night
I'd give anything
Anything
Anything, oh
Anything
I'd give anything
To be you
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You I've come to love the silence
That you've been hiding behind
It keeps your fragile reputation
Safe and dry
Though I sometimes miss the violence
And you swear you're never like this
Here im swinging by my feet
On your clothes line
And so it goes
Shove your fingers down my throat
Take your feelings
Put them right back up your nose
And go for broke
That doors swings harder on the close
Don't let it hit you in the ego when you go
Oh what a mess
I could have guessed
Tell me
The fuck are you doing here
In the bathroom
With somebody new
Woah
The fuck are you doing here
And I'd appreciate your absence
Every precious second passing by
I gain back a little more sanity
Though you made love the silence
You were fiending
I was buying
Every word but now I'm bringing in reciepts
But don't you cry
Stick your needle in mt eye
You're safe and dry
As long as I'm no sacrifice
It's no surprise
I'm just like horses to the flies
They swarm my bed
And keep me warmer in the night
Oh what a mess
I could have guessed
Tell me
The fuck are you doing here
In the bathroom
With somebody new
Woah
The fuck are you doing here
Woah, woah
The fuck are you doing here
Woah, woah
The fuck are you doing here
The fuck are you doing here
The fuck are you doing here
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