1. |
TOAST
01:52
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OH SHIT!!!
MOSH PIT!!!
SCHOOL SHOOTINGS
DARK BROODINGS
TOAST!!!
I LOVE TOAST!!!
SOMETIMES WITH JELLY
SOMETIMES WITH JAM
SOMETIMES SALAMI
BUT NEVER WITH SPAM!
I HATE SPAM!!
IT TASTES BAD!!!
IT MAKES ME MAD!!!!
IT MAKES ME MAD!!!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I WEAR GLASSES
AND I CUT CLASSES
And as time passes, I'm measuring the masses of your asses, you see?
I HAVE GUMS
MATT PLAYS DRUMS
I SCREAM LOUD
CHRISTIAN'S PROUD
I love words and
Clayton loves birds
'Cause they're cool n shit
And they have wings
And they're just really
Chill
In general
AHHH!!!
IF I HAD A JOB, MY PARENTS WOULD LOVE ME!!!
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2. |
Car Crash in A Minor
03:24
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I was in A Minor Car Crash
Bleeding from a wide gash in my face
There's body parts all of the place
I was in A Minor Car Crash
I was driving to my ex's place
Was 98mph an excessive pace?
I called you drunk outside of a Starbucks
I've never felt this down on my luck
I miss you baby, don't you know
Since I heard you're seeing so-and-so
I called you drunk outside of a Starbucks
I've never felt this down on my luck
Who's this new boy I don't know?
Hope you have fun fucking so-and-so
I was in A Major Car Crash
Bleeding from a wide gash in my face
There's blood all over the place
I was in A Minor Car Crash
I'm glad I didn't survive
Won't see you if I'm not alive
Three creams, no sugar
She says that I'm a loser
Three creams, no sugar
Look like I'm gonna lose her.
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3. |
Refrigerator Checklist
02:25
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ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR
Tell me you love me
I ask because I like to be deceived
Know these feelings
Are lies all not meant to be believed
Tell me that you like my songs
Though you don’t know to sing along
Tell me it's fine
You've no time to be in my dull life
Tell me I'm dead
Lay me in bed
Let me just stay at home and watch Netflix instead
Tell me I'm dead
Let me rest my head
Because right now I want to pump it full of lead
Tell me I'm dead
Tell me you want me
I know that you think I'm just your pet
But you need me
‘Cause I know that I'm all you can get
Tell me I’m yours, you’d never send me off and far away
Sing to me for hours
As I watch feelings long gone all decay
Tell me I'm alive
Play me Mulholland Drive
All I have are shock goodbyes and p45s
Tell me we’re alive
Play me Mulholland Drive
All I need is one more chance and one more night
Tell me I’m dead.
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4. |
Exhilarate Kitten
03:28
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I didn't sleep well last night
I'll compensate with caffeine
god, I hope this coffee's poisoned
I hear she has a new boyfriend
Although I'm acting empty
I take no pride in my apathy
You say I need to be mature
I hear "stand straight,
feign that you're pure"
Well, I'm not trying to grow up lately
I've just been trying to fit in
I'm not trying to grow up, baby
I just want to feel safe in my skin.
Safe in my skin.
You say you want my life all under your control,
Well that can't happen hon, 'cause I don't have a soul
You think I'm leaving you smitten
Exhilarate Kitten.
You think you've got my life all under your control,
Well that can't happen hon, 'cause I've never had a soul
You think you're leaving me smitten
EXHILARATE KITTEN.
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5. |
Couple's Counseling
03:02
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Wouldn't it be lovely
To not hate yourself?
Wouldn't if be nice
To be someone else?
You say I'm just a game to you,
But not a sport.
A sport implies some competition,
This is a war of attrition.
I'd rather be struggling to survive
Than feeling like I'll never feel alive.
I'm struggling to survive,
But I love struggling, struggling.
Struggling, struggling.
I asked my counselor just what I should do
To fix the hole in my heart left by you.
He said what I needed to hear
was exactly what I'd feared
He said "suicide's the only option,"
Suicide's my only option.
I live in an empty town
Of people running to wedding gowns,
People smiling at my frown
They're glad I'm not okay
But soon I'll be Portland bound
I'm checking a Dublin lost and found each day
In search of the reasons that I wanted you to stay.
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6. |
Bye
03:52
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It’s 4am, I’m crying, I mean not like that’s new
'Cause normally I’m stressed out and tonight it’s only you
Your love is like the memory of holding your hand
It washed away like names written in ocean-battered sand
The other girls are mainstream but you live on the fringe
I fell for you and now I want to go fall off a bridge
How does it feel to hear me sing about us together?
To know that I will play these songs and you’ll haunt me forever
There’s songs we used to sing while laying sprawled on my floor
I still know all the words but I don’t play them anymore
We all want to be loved but I'm just so full of hate
I guess that's why you tell your friends that I'm too hard to date
Blare Tigers Jaw while driving and I scream every line
I know I need to talk to you and hold you one more time
I’ll just keep writing songs about the feelings we feigned
I’m trapped in fifteen miles of you and six months still remain
We couldn’t get along and so I wrote you a song
But I’m over it
I think that I’m over it
You always said I’m boring and I’m not any fun
But I’m over it
I get that we had to split
When all is said and done I’m swallowed up by the sun
But I’m over it
I hope that I’m over it
‘Cause soon we’ll all be gone so it’s time I move on
But I'm over it
You seem like you’re over it
I’ll see you never,
GOODBYE FOREVER.
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7. |
In and Out
03:42
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i dont like me
but what else is new
i hate all my friends
and i know they hate me too
i am nothing
void of everything
cant feel anything
waiting for this year to end
and i know all my pain is just in my head
all i want to do is sleep till im dead
check my windowsill
for a folded note
my life is a joke
and all of the songs i wrote
my life is my band
the last thing that i can stand
with every gig we land
the more i want to put my head *through(I might have said "in" here) a fucking fan
will they remember me always
if they do i hope they're glad
if i ever wake up early
will my songs be just as sad
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8. |
Bonfire (Acoustic)
03:33
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4am late nights
I still don’t sleep right
Ever since you cut me out.
(My heart is yours to tout.)
4am late nights
Turning on the lights
While you’re asleep in bed
4am late nights
Remember the fights
And all the things you said
On the other side I found myself alone
You’d given up and you had gone home
Though sticks and stones may break my bones
Your tongue’s a loaded gun
And I’m sorry for all that I’ve done
I’m sorry for all that I’ve done
8am schooldays
Nothing that I say
Seems to quite get through
8am schooldays
Oh so many ways
That I’m still missing you
Well if I’m rain, then you’re full-blown a storm
You’re a raging fire that’s just waiting to take form
As I left you said I’m none of your concern
After these four years you still don't think that I've learned
I know that soon you’ll be leaving
So I’ll lay here cut open and bleeding
'Cause if I die maybe I’ll be remembered
As more than just a punk rock fuckup.
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9. |
Goodbye
04:45
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