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I promised my body this would be the last time
One of these days I won’t come out fine
I’m starting to worry about what I’m earning
I care for myself but I don’t think it’s working
When I feel ok I don’t prepare
Then when I get lost, there’s nothing there for me, oh there for me
I forget the things that I begin
I can’t believe I made it here again and again and again and again and again
I’m breaking down like a change in the weather
Though I can’t show it, I want to get better
I’m not surprised that I don’t think of healing
When I can’t describe the relief that I’m feeling
When I feel ok I don’t prepare
Then when I get lost, there’s nothing there for me, oh there for me
I forget the things that I begin
I can’t believe I made it here again and again and again and again and again
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Go on
Take responsibility
You said that I’m not what you wanted me to be but it takes time
Taking all my time
You give it all that you’ve got but you waste your time on me.
You waste your time on me
You waste your time
We’d give it another shot but you waste your time on me.
You waste your time on me
You waste your
You tried as as could
Think you should give me up
Shutting my eyes as the door closes when you’re ready you should give me up.
Heard you we’re happy than ever
Found out from a friend of a friend
But i’m selfish and a coward.
You give it all that you’ve got but you waste your time on me.
You waste your time on me
You waste your time
We’d give it another shot but you waste your time on me.
You waste your time on me
You waste your
You tried as as could
Think you should give me up
Shutting my eyes as the door closes when you’re ready you should give me up.
You said I put myself in this situation but I want more.
But I want more
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High standards making my decisions come undone
What do I deserve
What have I earned
is it what I yearn for
Expectations shifting as I face things still unknown
What if my visions cannot be outgrown
How do I change before I’m set in stone
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Leather seats and rolled down windows,
play that song that we all know.
Scream it at the top of our lungs,
those nights I’d felt my life had just begun.
Staying out too late because we could,
coming home to Mom because we should.
We were young but damn we felt so old,
unaware of all that was to unfold.
When the weekdays felt like weekends,
when I’d read everything between my bookends.
Nowadays it seems I can’t keep pace,
with the new additions on my shelf space.
No I don’t wanna regress, no I don’t wanna regret all the things that I’ve done here.
But god there sure are days,
when I would give anything to go back to that year.
Man we had it made, when we were in 12th grade.
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pop filter off kilter
beat maker wild kid
likes the mild mid
very funny and abrasive too
that’s just what i aim to do
that’s just what i aim to be
beat give me the itis
while i might’ve skipped the angel feet
savor these, color changed iris flavor grease
paul simon i’m in like time n tide a caper flee
sacred lands, sacred greens, clapping tracks louder dude
funny kid craves the scene with jack black as bowser too
rev the engine
wario on double wheeled appendage
call a friend then
watch em wave dash to save that
evasive with the mind pen
i calculate the lesson
so i never clutch the vibe dead
feathers touch the sky when
im flowing with my double thumb
schematic let the summer come
its tragic but got fly threads
and a story to refine with
of you think it’s wordy just wait to u see my guys then…
ruby yacht obviously big enough
i could run from starboard to poop deck
if u give me months
feeling tough
kinda like the energy i’m wielding
very tired with the meek relaxant that i’m feeling
so im trying to skirt that
mario kart church track with clap back power
very fuckin cool like im jack black as bowser
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Swim Camp - At Home
01:15
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I have to pretend you don’t exist
It’s nothing personal
Because if you did I’d have
To settle some issues I’ve been
Sitting on, wishing on
A fading star, hoping to find some
Resolution
so I’ll reach out Again and again,
Stuck in circles, Pattern cycles,
Repeat efforts, distance pressure,
Imagined answers, it felt for a while
that I was in one of those movies
That we had listed out
for later viewing
Now I know your neighborhood is one
I’m trying to avoid
I’ll do my best to stay away
Not for something that you said
But I know me, I get antsy
Thinking of potentials that
Won’t ever come to be
Thinking of potentials, well but
honestly, it’s for the best
I know I don’t want this
if you can’t say fuck yes
It’s just easier to play this trick
I really don’t want to deal with this
Til I get the hang of it, nothing personal but
I’ll pretend you don’t exist
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Pictoria Vark - Sara
02:32
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Sara outsmokes the sky
My hands graze the concrete
I search for the words that feel right
Decode the message, the space, and the heat
Phinney never says goodbyes
When he leaves the house for work
You can see the look in his eyes
When he holds up the pictures of her
It haunts me
The way it ends
Unfurling, no consequences
Jack, he took me by surprise
After all the seasons of hurt
Like a base, I'll steal this try
The end's a portal to another world
It's daunting
I can't pretend
Unfurling, no consequences
I haven't seen, the things I dream
About as much anymore
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There’s a certain kind of boredom out here
That I really dread
But I’m learning how to live
With it
Nighttime thinking keeps me moving
Keeps me pushing, I don’t stall
From my own judgement
I just walk up the hill
I am fluid, I am floating
I am tethered, I am soaking
But I’m just free enough
To feel something that’s not it all
I am flying on the outskirts
And just barely reaching in
To the barrel of my mind
That’s brimming heavy with mist
I see me for what I am
Just a body made from chance
Just a soul that gets too heavy
Just a mind that can’t stay still
If I wake up in the morning
And the notes are somehow gone
I’ll imagine it was just a dream
There never was a song
When I’m walking down the street in Fall
The crisp air on my cheeks
I’ll hear something rustle through the trees
That feels like it’s for me
It will be just out of grasp
But the tease is all I need
To know the dream was very real
And the song lives on somewhere
I am fluid, I am floating
I am tethered, I am soaking
But I’m just free enough
To feel something that’s not it all
I am flying on the outskirts
And just barely reaching in
To the barrel of my mind
That’s brimming heavy with mist
I see me for what I am
Just a body made from chance
Just a soul that gets too heavy
Just a mind that can’t stay still
I stop caring where the world is
And where I am within that
I’m a presence, I’m a visitor
A conscience with a laugh
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i wanna make my father proud
even though he let me down
i know he could do better
i know i could do better
i don't wanna cry right now
who taught you to yell so loud?
is this what your love is?
i'm not sure i want it
CHORUS
why can't you just be on my side?
do you really need to win this time?
why can't you read between the lines?
i need your help, but just this time
just this time
just look at me go
surviving my own
i just wanna be okay
find happiness along the way
why is that so wrong?
this path i'm on feels strong
i know that you can believe
you'll just have to wait and see
CHORUS
why can't you just be on my side?
do you really need to win this time?
why can't you read between the lines?
i need your help, but just this time
just this time
why can't you
why can't you see
i need you
both to believe
why can't you
why can't you see
i need you
both to believe in me
i need you to believe in me
can you still believe in me?
i hope you still believe in me
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Biitchseat - Bu Peni
02:31
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Get out of the race, kid. You’re fuckin wasted. All the dirt and sweat that you tasted. Was a waste of guts you created. Can we frame this rage? Set it out as distressed consolation? A blue ribbon at the end. A life free from self accusation.
Put yourself in the ditch. Take a seat at the side of the action. Everyone’s ahead of your placement. Everyone’s so sick of the mayhem. Let’s interject: get off record find yourself speechless. Let’s intersect. Go faint go faint go faint go.
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