1. |
Only Fiction
03:56
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And those dry lips
Tearing through my mouth
And your thighs and hips
But I can't slow down
Bite a finger, bite a tongue
Hold my hand, hold a gun
Another shirt, another pile
Burning out in style
Another crisis, another hole
Dig my grave before I'm old
Only fiction
My addiction
You're a dick son
My reflection agrees
And those copper ears
Manifesting sound
And your bloody tears
Eating up the ground
And your dirty nails
Entering my skin
And you're looking pale
Because you know you'll never win
Any deeper, you're cutting bone
Feeling raw now, so just go home
Another shirt, another pile
Burning out in style
Another crisis, another hole
Dig my grave before I'm old
Only fiction
My addiction
You're a dick son
My reflection agrees
Only fiction
My addiction
You're a dick son
My reflection agrees
Only fiction
My addiction
You're a dick son
My reflection agrees
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2. |
Worm Song
04:13
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She says she's happy
Whilst slipping meds
Into her tea before they go to bed
Her eyes dissolve into a grin
Smiling sweetly she asks him
Would you still love me if I spent my time
Digging in dirt rather than drinking wine
If I turned off the noise and I stopped for a minute
I'd say hey man, I hate this, I'm at my fucking limit
So I sink my head into the ground
I open my mouth just to see what I've found
My body is only of three inches long
But I'll love you with all of my hearts beating strong
And you wish that I could be better for you
But I'm doing my damn fucking best just to prove
That I love you
And I'll always take care of you too
So buy me jar and poke air holes to breathe
Fill it with dirt and please don't ever leave
We can watch movies and be so happy
Just make sure you angle the tv to me
You said you'd step on me
Would you step on me
You said you'd step on me
Would you step on me
Would you still love me if I spent my time
Digging in dirt rather than drinking wine
If I turned off the noise and I stopped for a minute
I'd say hey man, I hate this, I'm at my fucking limit
So I dive through the layers of dirt, rocks and earth
There is comfort in the soil, it's more than I'm worth
Cut me in half and I'll come back to you
Loving you more with my body in two
And you wish that I could be better for you
But I'm doing my damn fucking best just to prove
That I love you
And I'll always take care of you too
So buy me jar and poke air holes to breathe
Fill it with dirt and please don't ever leave
You say you'll love me in sickness and health
But would you still be here if this is all I were worth
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3. |
2014 Honda Civic
04:20
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Huddled 'round the fire
Sipping on lambrini till the sun came up
In those moments
We felt the whole world leaning over us
We had so much to do
Before we were through with this place we called home
Sitting there it felt like hours of our lives were passing by
In the morning seeing your face was such a nice surprise
And I didn't ever think that I could replace those nights
The lights and the music, the friends I was surrounded by
So three cheers to the friends that we are sitting with
They make me feel like there aren't spiders in my shoes and under my bed
I need to tell them I love them
And I'm laying in the bathtub wrapped in all their hoodies
They will protect me from the bumps and all the bruises inside my mind
And I'll do my best to stitch up their wounds
Dozing on the sofa
Leaving the door open doesn't seem so bad now
Stick and pokes in the bathroom
Tiny snails graced our hips for years
We were children
Tumbling and falling, these were our first steps
Sitting there it felt like hours of our lives were passing by
In the morning seeing your face was such a nice surprise
And I didn't ever think that I could replace those nights
The lights and the music, the friends I was surrounded by
So three cheers to the friends that we are sitting with
They make me feel like there aren't spiders in my shoes and under my bed
We moved away, it felt like years since I had seen each of you
When you came to see me it felt different from my point of view
We had grown and we had changed but the music stayed the same
You were my home in strength and in pain
So three cheers to the friends that we are sitting with
They make me feel like there aren't spiders in my shoes and under my bed
I need to tell them I love them
And I'm laying in the bathtub wrapped in all their hoodies
They will protect me from the bumps and all the bruises inside my mind
Go tell them you love them
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4. |
Garden Shed
02:56
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I'm growing mould on my wall
I'm waiting on you to catch my fall
Run my dirty fingers through your hair
How long can I keep you here
As my blood gets thicker, my lungs grow sicker, I try
To keep my distance, keep you out of my mind
As the moss takes over my mind
And my skin starts to crack and dry
Leave me in bed
One day I'll find a way out this garden shed
I'm growing mould on my wall
I've been through it all
Peel apart my skull and look inside
Take out all the rocks from my mind
Break every rib until they're strong
Right every one of my wrongs
Wipe away the mud I've cried
Crush all the bugs that live behind my eyes
As the moss takes over my mind
And my skin starts to crack and dry
Leave me in bed
One day I'll find a way out this garden shed
As the moss takes over my mind
And my skin starts to crack and dry
Leave me in bed
One day I'll find a way out this garden shed
Oh, oh, oh
Out this garden shed
Oh, oh, oh
Out this garden shed
Oh, oh, oh
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