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Get Me Through This
04:03
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Nothing's the matter
Just let yourself breath
So stiff like a stranger
While falling down, you're falling down
The pains on your rib-cage
Now hollowing out
The nuance of living just smokes it out
And friends still deliver their doubting brains
A look that you really can't blame them
Notice my mind isn't in this place
It's never here, it's never around
And I won't make you get me to this point of safety again
I won't make you get me through this whole thing again
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Steep Grades!
02:02
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Assembled down halfway through glistening streets
Pregnant forces surrounding (It's just what i'm left losing)
And the sun and the heat
I guess I'll truly die with this: Attachment to ever-winding hills
Always try, always short of change
These little things will always stick around
Dozen miles hid away hides the city I stopped
Felt so guilty for asking (I won't blame you for asking)
Was so grateful you dropped
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Sweaty Already
03:28
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You say that it's worthless
to hold on to that shit that you saint only to have it torture you
Well the needless only hate and the heartless ones won't follow through
to pick up on the faint junctions of a heart that's leading to the pain
You hates how it makes you hate yourself but I know it's not too late for you but looking back won't make it true
The walls will probably shake and the deep waves will follow through
It only won't be ok if we don't move- goddammit we just have to
The things that control you unleash some sort of unfortunate mistake in you, doubles down your solitude
But the beauty in life sometimes, despite the absolutes of terrifying nights is that we collectively toil through it all
Although it consumes you: That shitty things still happen and there probably won't be a way to trace all this undeniable heartbreak still-
You won't have to be your problems just break off where you can
Suspend the suspecting glances of the ones you truly love
Just change the final viewing of your casket once again!
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4 weeks from the landlord left me
So manic ‘cause what I’ll get here
A reason why I’m sure my life’s regressive
Or excuses to be an asshole
Disappointing to everyone I love
Don’t try anymore; your time’s all wasted
I’ve seen the same thing fall here
The first time and still refuse to see
This futility in denying so damn honest
That Afternoon of just fighting the nerves
Unsure of all this empty breath
And where my friends will be with time all twisted
In 4 months
Get a call for a follow up
And I won’t take it
Sweeping down from the sadness, just sing the only thing you can sing
Rearrange the silence and manic heights and everything
Understand where i'm living where I can't stay
Understand it's somewhere I can't stay
Swung it up and it got me right here
Still days where brain just hems with this
Look to the mine lands now, this thing’s adapted
You’re in doubt and I know you’re thinking
Red lines and where you stand with this
If you’re not staying now I really get that
With 4 months
Got a call for a follow up
Didn’t take it
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